Monthly Archives: March 2011
Seed eating songbird
Towels are softer than windows.
The crow and the palm fruit
Seeing the dogwood trees bloom signifies spring for me. This year the blossoms came in early March…last year I was thankful to catch them in late April.
This Wysteria vine grew into my mother’s house. The curling tendrils crept through a broken window and spiraled into her room.
“That very night in Max’s room a forest grew and grew – and grew until his ceiling hung with vines and the walls became the world all around…”
A canoe trip up the St. Marks River’s humble beginnings.
Namesake
L’avventura is one of those films that I never found immediately striking and yet has stayed with me in the back of my mind for years. Its story and characters are subtle while the settings and imagery create a haunting sense of isolation.
Dripless bumbershoot
petit mercredi
Urban Acrobats
There has been recent chatter in town about the free running antics of a group of radical traceurs and tricksters. They’ve been spotted most frequently on the lawn of the Alcazar doing flips and kicks with such speed that most eyes can’t process exactly what they saw. Here’s a little video done for Drift. Music again from the Ty Williams’ Vault of Future Hits.
Aaron Schneider
Zachary Greer-Ferguson
Ernest Pouliotte
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Montezz Blackmon
Article originally published in Drift Magazine, March 2011 Continue reading
And Other Tales
Orfeu Negro
Black Orpheus is a most incredible film. 1959 Carnival in Rio meets Greek tragedy. The music, the visuals, the casting…perfect.
