The light rail’s changed so much since I first moved here, I keep having to remember new names for northbound and southbound. x Here are the rest of the Polaroids from Saturday. Christine convinced me to take one of me as well, but, naturally, you don’t get to see that one here. x I took these photos without breaking my stride. x
More scenes from Saturday’s pop-up exhibit at Pipsqueak. x This is Jordan, one of the core organizers of the community archive project. This is also the first Polaroid I took on Saturday in hopes of adding new layers to this living palimpsest of memory by documenting the documenters, so to speak. I used the Reclaimed Green 600 film that Seattle’s polaroid queen @sarahlatour_ gifted me last May because I can imagine it looking pretty cool in a future display with all the other photos. Plus, there’s something “meta” about portraits in duochrome for a project like this—like a time out … Continue reading “The Community Archive at Pipsqueak” →
Saturday was a first for me. Polaroids I took at the @marchforpalestine.seattle in May 2024 ended up in a pop-up exhibit at @pipsqueak.seattle by way of Instagram, @circadies’ kind invitation, and @elderandyarrow’s artful arrangement, as part of an ongoing project to archive that historic community action. I’d been on the periphery in the lead-up to this preview of a larger exhibit planned for Spring and could barely visualize how it would all come together. “I can’t believe this is real,” is all I could muster up when I walked in. The piece itself, which I called “Assemblage for Gaza” when … Continue reading “Polaroids, Palestine, and a Pop-Up at Pipsqueak” →
Some days it’s sunny, and other days it’s very very grey. x There was a guy at the bus stop in front of this church eyeing me very suspiciously as I took this photo. x I miss my Capitol Hill commute. x
A few more quiet moments from Christine’s meet and greet at Northwest Tastings. I have to laugh when internet photographers dump on photos where “nothing is happening.” x In the words of the infamous Prince of Pop, “you got to be startin’ somethin’,” and @seattledsa’s ecosocialists are doing just that with the People’s Forum on AI. We wrapped up the second session yesterday on labor, power, and control, and are already thinking about the next steps. x Christine still has a bunch of these “minis” for sale, but not The Devil – the last one was purchased by a generous … Continue reading “Minis, Meet-and-Greets, and the People’s Forum on AI” →
Yesterday was so fun! Thank you @northwesttastings and everyone who passed by to chit-chat about my art! I’m really touched by the opportunity to share the stories I’ve loved so much for so long. The Saint Project will be on display for the rest of the month, so go grab yourself a glass or two and don’t skip out on the Filomena cheese (yes, like the saint!) – it’s delicious! x I’m so proud of @christine.bingham.art for her faithfulness to her art and mission, doggedly pursuing every project she puts her mind to for however long it takes, against any … Continue reading “The Saint Project, Grief, and Choosing Tenderness” →
Oh, we’re almost home Oh, oh, almost home Oh, we’re almost home Home Oh, we’re almost home Oh, oh, almost home Oh, we’re almost home Home The Flaming Lips – Almost Home (Blisko Domu) x The thought soon becomes the word The word then becomes the deed If the deed is evil (evil) Blame the thought that is the seed Change the spark that makes the need Did your mind invent your mind? The Flaming Lips – Almost Home (Blisko Domu) x The insect crawls out on the leaf The leaf falls into the fire Burning up my fragile dream … Continue reading “Almost Home (The Flaming Lips in Chelan County)” →
Do you remember the White Rabbit in Alice in Wonderland? Not the abstract vision made cool and sexy by Jefferson Airplane; rather, the nervous wreck with a waistcoat and a pocket watch singing “I’m late, I’m late, for a very important date.” That rabbit. According to many interpreters, Alice and the White Rabbit are foils: the Rabbit represents the frantic adult world, ruled by clocks and capital, obligations, and constant hurry. He rushes forward without clarity or purpose. Alice embodies childhood’s openness, curiosity, and imaginative freedom. By chasing him, Alice exposes the rift between her life of wonder and his … Continue reading “The Churches of Leavenworth (and Being Out of Sync)” →
Black Friday in Wenatchee. This place is like a box of LEGO bricks strewn across a pile of thick winter blankets and looks especially magical in the low-hanging morning sun. x As I was going through the photos I’d taken over Thanksgiving weekend, Christine said that I should tell you all about how difficult I had been while she was trying to come up with a plan for where to spend the break. I’d nixed three other choices as being 1) too far or 2) not worth the effort and 3) (allegedly) grumbled about the point of life itself before … Continue reading “Black Friday in Wenatchee and Leavenworth” →
“There can be no doubt that the personality and the equilibrium of the individual are gravely threatened by technological civilization. Must we conclude that the only solution is to return to the life of pre-industrial society? But such a return presupposes that these societies produced a relatively happy and free humanity; and history, with its record of individual misery, of religious, civil, and foreign wars, shows us that this is not so. Those who make technology directly responsible for the alienation of modern man forget that man has always been more or less alienated, that he has never been the … Continue reading “Demystifying Technology (and The Saints Project Debuts)” →