And love is the best endeavor waiting in the lion’s mane
Scrivener June 24th, 2008
Sam Beam of Iron and Wine
Archive for the 'photos' Category
She’ll do crazy things, yeah, on lonely occasions
Scrivener June 21st, 2008
People won’t be people when they hear this sound
Scrivener June 17th, 2008
People won’t be people when they hear this sound, originally uploaded by Scrivenings.
One panel from the mosaic of Battles’ keyboardist and guitarist Tyondai Braxton.
Turn me on with your electric feel
Scrivener June 17th, 2008
Turn me on with your electric feel, originally uploaded by Scrivenings.
Andrew Vanwyngarden on lead guitar for MGMT on the first night of Bonnaroo, 2008.
The glories strung like beads on my smallest sights and hearings
Scrivener May 16th, 2008
The glories strung like beads on my smallest sights and hearings, originally uploaded by Scrivenings.
That old good-for-nothing bird, runaway Mayzie
Scrivener May 15th, 2008
That old good-for-nothing bird, runaway Mayzie, originally uploaded by Scrivenings.
Eldest is finishing up a unit on Dr. Seuss in her class, so she’s taking part in a skit for us. Here she is wearing the costume we made for her: she’s Mayzie , from Horton Hatches the Egg.
April Retrospective
Scrivener April 30th, 2008
April Retrospective, originally uploaded by Scrivenings.
I had so much fun with April’s self-portraits. I took on both the challenge of pairing a poem each day with my portraits and decided that I would spend the month minimizing how much my face showed up in my portraits (though I didn’t really decide on the latter until most of the way through the first week). My face will have to come back into the selfies this month, though, because I’ve decided to join in on Moustache May again this year.
1. 4.1: So, in this world, may many others be, 2. 4.2: We wondered at the size of the world in the dark, 3. 4.3: peering out of my deadlight looking for another, 4. 4.4: How to use this body, 5. 4.5: It was after all no small achievement, 6. 4.6: away from me, toward me, 7. 4.7: It took dominion, 8. 4.8: a curious conception, 9. 4.9: telling the story of my life, 10. 4.10: a certain colouring of imagination, 11. 4.11: There you have there you have the whole poem, 12. 4.12: Aging, everybody knows it; or, Self-portrait as a professional photographer, 13. 4.13: I am told by many of you that I must forgive and so I shall, 14. 4.14: A tune beyond us, yet ourselves, 15. 4.15: feasting on every green moment, 16. 4.16: beautiful for as long as you live, 17. 4.17: just one caress without pity in it, 18. 4.18: if you look long enough, eventually you will be able to see me, 19. 4.19: the shadows of this loneliness gripped loose dirt, 20. 4.20: need can blossom into the compensation it requires, 21. 4.21: Beyond the reach of one’s own understanding, 22. 4.22: The world offers itself to your imagination, 23. 4.23: whistle that sing that yell that spell that out big, 24. 4.24: a dream portending loss, 25. 4.25: a landscape stripped of people and language, 26. 4.26: so steeped in the music of a voice speechless, 27. 4.27: Forgive me, 28. 4.28: I am not a painter, I am a poet., 29. 4.29: You don’t know what work is, 30. 4.30: a miniscule smidgin of possibility
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