damn everything but the circus

Tonight there is a fire show in the courtyard outside Artomatic. If it is long and fabulous enough, I may not make it back inside to re-glow-light the Black Room, but either way, it will be all glowed up tomorrow for the closing night party. The Black Room is on the 8th floor, through room 802 - just behind Fr.Defenestrato's photographs and next-door to the Palisades Museum of Prehistory exhibit.

a Singularity worth comment

singularity.caseydriessen.com

I already liked him from his YouTube videos, but then while Casey Driessen was setting up, he played a tape loop of the sound of a fiddle being tuned.

Bonnaroo is a big commercial music festival with lots of dust and beer and HUGE crowds (50,000+ for bands like the Red Hot Chili Peppers). So yes, I was predisposed to like the Casey Driessen Singularity just because he was a guy with a fiddle and some effects pedals and we could see and hear him and we were sitting on the grass in at least partial shade.

But also, he's REALLY fun. We caught over a dozen bands at Bonnaroo, plus bits and morsels from others as we wandered about; this guy's definitely a singularity.

He has a Kickstarter and I told him I would post a link. I didn't tell him no-one ever reads my blog. But the link is below, in case any of my dear friends want to buy me a CD. Also here is a link to the Sparrow Quartet (Abigail Washburn, Casey D., Bela Fleck, and Ben Sollee).

Fiddle/Sticks kickstarter: http://caseydriessen.com/about/fiddlesticks/

DC-ish locals: we are now hoarding plastic six-pack rings and spent glow-sticks for a future Thing.

Coming soon: Bonnaroo-related bloggery.

photographer?

I am going out of town for a week, but after that (last 2 wks of Artomatic) I really think I need someone to photograph me curled up as if asleep at the foot of IOM. (Or perhaps actually asleep. It does get quiet at Artomatic on weekday afternoons.)

flapping shadows of things to come

Against all odds, I actually spent a portion of the Artomatic "Meet the Artists" night near my art, being somewhat meetable. I don't think I met anyone who wasn't already at least acquainted with an acquaintance, but I had fun. And looked at a great deal of art, and met artists and ate their food.

Today I woke up very early with the excited burblings of ideas for future installations. A tattered tapestry cave at Playa Del Fuego... Something will happen, though usually not what was initially glimpsed.