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In this notebook I kept a daily record of my son's 6 weeks in the NICU. Pictured here is the first page, begun while I was waiting to enter the operating room and ended at the end of the day when GEB was moved to another, less critical part of the NICU.
Outgoing notes include:
jiāo dài and TWIN PEAKS
The Overton Window
61st BFI London Film Festival 2017
The Ship of Theseus
David Fincher on Anna Biller's THE LOVE WITCH
Oh Seung-Uk's KILIMANJARO
Hanlon's Razor
"Can Graphic Design Save Your Life?" @ Wellcome Collection
Peter Cushing on the difference between "horror" and "fantasy"
Russian Sleep Experiment & Creepypasta
Achaplinarse; Boketto; Pronoia; Kalsarikännit; Mokumokuren
Saul Bellow; Donna Tartt: Robert Frost; Robert Altman; James Baldwin
Blatant color-wheel copy right from fieldnotesbrand.com.
Butcher Extra Blue, Butcher Orange, Grass stain Green, Mackinaw Autumn, Just Below Zero, and Sunshine.
Since I go through about a book a month, I'm set for the next year.
Spent a few months on and off doodling on the back cover of my second Field Notes. Some drunk, some sober, some done by my friends.
Featuring Jimmy / Alyssa / McCall / Devin / Kristen.
Sharpie Pens only, please.
The working copies of my scripts for the three shows opening this week (August 11-13, 2011). With the handy Field Notes books that I wrote one of the plays almost entirely in, and have been making all of my notes on the productions. Partner/stage manager/prop builder/wife Berit Johnson at rear, making a cardboard anchor for ObJECTS.
Just got my "Packet of Sunshine" Field Notes in the mail yesterday. I thought this was an appropriate shot.
A Northern Harrier here in the distance was preening and enjoying the last light of day in a field mostly of dried mustard just past the mulefat. A Loggerhead Shrike, not shown in the photo, was nearby and I wrote in my notebook its call was a liquid "Zwer derp, zwer derp" which I hadn't heard from a Shrike before. The Northern Harrier was clearly in the view of the Shrike.
Over time, I've been collecting images in a temporary folder.
Not quite photographs, not quite intentions.
More like sketches, drafts, ideas - starting points.
Files meant to disappear, to die.
And yet...
This temporary album has eventually become the largest of all my projects.
Little by little, over the past ten years, it has traced a continuous line - one that, while not really leading anywhere, takes paths worth lingering on.
I found it meaningful to offer these stolen moments - once destined for the trash - a proper setting.
To build a true photographic object, something a little luxurious, maybe even deliberately too beautiful...
During the next weeks, i will publish all 4 volumes of these temporary files.