When I was a kid, I wanted my nickname to be Eagle, but I only ever got two or three friends to call me that. I got the idea from a leather thong necklace with a pewter eagle’s head pendant that I bought at the Champaign County Fair one summer.
The hawker who sold it to me used a soldering iron to inscribe by initials on the back of the eagle’s head. But the letters were completely unintelligible.
There is no better follow up to the turkey-stravaganza that is Thanksgiving than a good art fair. Thusly, I was happy today to come across the Brooklyn Night Bazaar. Art fair and food market! Music! Nighttime design fest with space designed by JDS… (Please, PLEASE let this mean that there will be a miniature ski jump. I’m thinking something inflatable that involves harnesses and inebriated hipsters gaily flopping about.)
Should be a hoot in my post-studio-final haze where one beer = the effect of ten beers.
I’m in – are you?
Last week I visited the town of Marfa in the high desert of West Texas and had the incredible good fortune to fly over the town and surrounding countryside in a tiny, four-seater Cessna. Without much ado – I want to share some of my photos with you. Thank to Marcos, the pilot! I hope that I’ll be learning to fly soon! (He did say that I could be the next Amelia Earhart…)
“We seemingly limit the creative functions to productions that may be hung on walls, or heard in concert halls, or otherwise displayed where idle and fastidious people gather to admire each other’s culture. But if a man wants a field for vital creative work, let him come where he is dealing with higher laws than those of sound, or line, or colour; let him come where he may deal with the laws of personality. We need artists who master industrial relationships. We need masters of industrial methods. We need those who can mould the shapeless mass in political, social, industrial, and moral respects into a sound and shapely whole. We have limited the creative faculty much too much and have misused it for too trivial ends. We need men who can create the working design for all that is right and good and desirable.”
Henry Ford (1863-1947): Mein Leben und Werk (Leipzig” Paul List, 1923), 113 ff.