Images made with a USB microscope from a dustball found under the bed. I was so surprised and delighted by the colors, and the intricacies of the patterns made by the strands.
Took the day off today to see the Ai Weiwei exhibit at the Michele and Donald D'Amour Museum of Fine Arts, one of the five museums in the Springfield (Mass.) Museum Complex. It was a quiet fall day, with few people. The exhibit is small, only two rooms and two hallways, but well worth it. It was the first time I've ever seen any of his work in person. If you're familiar with his work, you'll recognize a few of his highlights.
What did you do to prepare for this moment?
Anything? Did you dress up? You look nice. You didn’t know about this moment, though, did you? That you and I would be like this. How could you know? But I did. I knew. And do you know what I did to prepare for this moment?
I’ll tell you.
I spent the day with my stomach churning, thinking about this, right now. I woke up and this was the first thing I thought of. You. And me. Here. Like this. I didn’t eat at all today. I was afraid I’d just throw it up from nerves. I was so nervous. And I’ve been waiting here wanting to run away, not wanting to do this. Now I don’t know why.
You seem nice.
I've either read or listened to the audio book of "Just Kids" so many times that my wife and I have started quoting it in our daily life. "No, Patti, no!" when something is going to go very wrong. And "Patti, you only like them because their French," when the other person has a weird quirk, especially when it comes to food.
John Greiner-Ferris is an artist in the Boston area. Sometimes he makes images. Sometimes he writes. Sometimes he does both.