PJ Days! [David’s blog on saturday morning smack-dab]

The very first time I ate breakfast on the deck, the morning after we first met, we sat and talked all day. We never moved. We ate breakfast. Then lunch. And talked and talked the afternoon away. For an introvert like me, it was nothing short of a minor miracle to lose all track of time. Talking. Basking in the sun.

Little did I know that days lost-in-time on the deck would become a norm. And, yes, sometimes on the weekend we don our PJs all day long (writing and talking and writing and talking does not require a costume change. Saturday is smack-dab and select-the-melange-for-next-week day. And, let’s face it, we are artists…’nuff said).

So. What’s for dinner?

read Kerri’s blogpost about PJ DAYS

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See The Unseen [David’s blog on Not So Flawed Wednesday]

20’s collections are surprising and always thought-provoking. For instance, he has a rich collection of images from the world that he calls “It’s good enough.” Jobs done poorly. The least amount of effort necessary to address a big job. Solutions that merely shift the problem. Beneath his series is a potent observation: this is what the world looks like when no one cares. Good enough. He is an artist of subtle yet powerful statements.

Another series that always makes me laugh is his “found faces” series. Electric outlets, manhole covers, utility plates, door knobs, that, once seen, gaze back at the viewer and can never be unseen. Now, it’s become a group sport. Kerri will stop suddenly, saying, “Oh! A face for 20’s series!” She adds to his collection. He adds to her collections.

It’s what artists are supposed to do for each other and the world. Open each others eyes to the whimsy and worth that surrounds us. To make the unseen seen, the familiar new.

Recently, at a coffeehouse near Madison, I heard the scuffle. Kerri and 20 both saw the face in the door and leapt to capture it. “Did you see it, too?” they simultaneously chimed, snapping away, bobbing around each other to capture the found face.

They are like siblings, a brother and sister competing to get the first photo. Laughing and jabbing ribs. My job is to sit back and appreciate the beauty of being surrounded by so many artists’ eyes – wide open and helping each other – and me – see and fully experience this surprising and mysterious world.

read Kerri’s blogpost about FOUND FACES

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