Just don't compromise as an Artist. Its okay if that means your poor, for poor is a relative term; this does not mean your a cliche. Everyone else will compromise, as you remain original, then one day soon, you'll be changing history for your originality... and so the story goes.

Tomorrow I awake at a bird's- crack-of-dawn 7am. Run, pack and jump into the Ken Stringfellos

Woozy with Cider - Selling Lemons

Just don't compromise as an Artist. Its okay if that means you and I are poor, for poor is a relative term; this does not mean you and I are a cliche. Everyone else may compromise, and you and I will remain original. One day soon, we will change history for our originality - and so the story goes - so I believe.

"and we'll never take anything too seriously." http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B6XSzMKy4cM

Tomorrow I awake at a bird's-crack-of-dawn 7am, in a 5-year-old's bed that I have to lay diagonal to stretch out in. I'll have a run, pack my camera bag and jump into a magic vehicle heading into the wild-blue-rainy-yonder of 2010 Sasquash Festival http://www.sasquatchfestival.com/. This opportunity came at 10pm Friday night as I shared beautiful wine at Volterra http://www.volterrarestaurant.com/with Ken, Brian and friends http://www.facebook.com/KenStringfellow?ref=search&sid=8lk_5y9qYgbvwSlAUa0pPQ.231058148..1. My plate contained Oxtail and asparagus, beautifully cooked. I tasted Veal from another plate and shared laughs with everyone.

Another note, early today at Queen City Grill (www.queencitygrill.com), I met with my dear friend David Remer of Remer Inc (http://www.remerinc.com/). I can't underestimate the value of a friendship that is a difference in age and wisdom. We were study buddies at the University of Washington in Art History. Oh the challenge and arguments we ignited within each other - with vigor and passion - each showing how much we knew, and well, really didn't know about facts, therefor created bullshit. Remer, much better at the latter than I, got the A. How thankful I am for his laughter, sense of humor, intelligence, enthusiasm for life and my constant challenger in Art.

So I end here.

and so it is, just like you said

With one phone call, my whole world changed and only the day before I was in a tutu smoking a cigarette on a balcony at an after-after party. Since then, I've discovered what it really means to love, to fight for what I want and to pursue my greatest fears with fervor and passion. I gained a friendship that I thought would last a lifetime, to loose it in a blink of an eye; I don't have a bed to call my own and I love this; I read a book that changed the way I perceive the world and fell madly in love with a French man with the bluest eyes I've ever seen.

Every day I ask myself, what am I doing today to move forward. I think of my father often, he's misunderstood on so many levels and yet revered by so many, as he should be. I owe to him my inner voice that keeps saying, "The Buddha points to the moon, and the student looks at the finger".

I stumble and fall a lot, sometimes I don't pick myself up until a friend helps me; and I can't stop believing everything is perfect just as it is, no matter how I perceive the current moment. I've had some painful moments and you know it hurts when that ball in your throat swells up and the eyes fill with tears... and your in the grocery store buying wine.

I'm a photographer and last night goes down in the books as I listened to my friend Jesse recite spoken word as we huddled in the bathroom late Saturday night at a friends house. He and I bubbled with excitement about how we are going to create these amazing images together in the Moore Hotel. I paced and pranced back and forth - throwing my arms around - talking about my ideas, as if I were going to die within the hour.... and I felt.. so... alive.

".... design a whole world nobody understands, I felt myself alive, in the palm of your hand, as long as we are flying, this world ain't got no end" Paul & Fritz Kalkbrenner

and so it is, just like you said

With one phone call, my whole world changed and only the day before I was in a tutu smoking a cigarette on a balcony at an after-after party. Since then, I've discovered what it really means to love, to fight for what I want and to pursue my greatest fears with fervor and passion. I gained a friendship that I thought would last a lifetime, to loose it in a blink of an eye; I don't have a bed to call my own and I love this; I read a book that changed the way I perceive the world and fell madly in love with a French man with the bluest eyes I've ever seen.

Every day I ask myself, what am I doing today to move forward. I think of my father often, he's misunderstood on so many levels and yet revered by so many, as he should be. I owe to him my inner voice that keeps saying, "The Buddha points to the moon, and the student looks at the finger".

I stumble and fall a lot, sometimes I don't pick myself up until a friend helps me; and I can't stop believing everything is perfect just as it is, no matter how I perceive the current moment. I've had some painful moments and you know it hurts when that ball in your throat swells up and the eyes fill with tears... and your in the grocery store buying wine.

I'm a photographer and last night goes down in the books as I listened to my friend Jesse recite spoken word as we huddled in the bathroom late Saturday night at a friends house. He and I bubbled with excitement about how we are going to create these amazing images together in the Moore Hotel. I paced and pranced back and forth - throwing my arms around - talking about my ideas, as if I were going to die within the hour.... and I felt.. so... alive.

".... design a whole world nobody understands, I felt myself alive, in the palm of your hand, as long as we are flying, this world ain't got no end" Paul & Fritz Kalkbrenner