We can’t sleep. We roll limp and languid beneath sweaty sheets, waiting for a breeze to waft through the screen, something cooling, calming, something that will allow our brains to give themselves over to the merciful haze. But the night is still and so we sweat. Our bodies sweat. Our brains sweat. A sickening slathering … Continue reading Early Summer, 1990
Cat Power recorded a song with Iggy Pop. It’s a great song, sort of a slant cover of Bowie’s “Heroes.” The arrangement and themes are very similar but it also stands on its own. It’s got that same sort of slow, steady, driving propulsion and Chan sings about how it’s up to you to be … Continue reading Nothin’ but time
Hello. We’re Minnesota. Prince lives here. Or rather, he did. As you all know, Prince departed last Thursday. It has been a long week here. A long, mournful, celebratory, confusing, contradictory week. Minnesota has turned out in force to pay tribute to our favorite son, flocking to Paisley Park, to First Avenue, to jukeboxes and … Continue reading Minnesota, Year Zero
Originally published on the Knight Foundation blog, April 6, 2016. Above: Osama Esid and Mizna, STILL / LIFE / SYRIA, Northern Spark 2015, presented by Northern Lights.mn and Mizna, Photo: Ian Plant. An established and supportive community of arts patrons is one of the finest things a city can have, but if the art is … Continue reading How they did it: Reaching new audiences with art
Mr. Bowie has gone elsewhere. Not gone to space with Mr. Ra, expanding and contracting along with the rhythm of the universe, omnipresent and insensate. Love it though he did, he was but an emissary and advocate, a friend to the spaceboy and the starman and the lost soul drifting blissfully in his tin can … Continue reading Mr. Bowie Has Gone Elsewhere
Since summer of 2015 I've been working with the Best Buy API team, writing blogs, release notes and other technical material. This is a sample of a typical blog post, followed by some of our release notes.
Look. Because we do not want to see them. Because it is easier not to show them. Because we will have nightmares. Because we will cry. Because months from now we will find ourselves on the brink of sleep and we will be snapped back to consciousness by a sudden image of her fear-stricken face. … Continue reading The Pictures