Friday, August 27, 2010

...A Mix of BlackForrestry- End of Summer 2010 mixtape 1...

So, I love mixes- tapes, CDs, downloads, whatever. I enjoy exposing new artists and creating a new found respect for old acts. There's just something about hearing a song bumped up against other random songs. It can be like hearing it for the first time- even if you've heard it hundreds of times before. I am constantly compiling new mixes in my head, and more often than not, I am working on a project to get music into the hands of the people within my sphere of influence. That leads to this post. As I was working on my latest mix, I had this bright idea- I should post the music on this blog. This would save me the time of burning multiple CDs for multiple people, and it would make the music accessible to more people, and they could download it at their leisure, while checking out bands' websites. It sounded like a Win/Win situation to me. So, this is my very first attempt at posting music on a blog. If everything goes well, you should be able to download the mix from a link below. Wish me luck......and enjoy.....

01. David Axelrod/Ravi Shankar/Kodo/Gentle Waves edit
02. The Sea-Ders
03. Susan Christie
04. Bell Gardens
05. Gabor Szabo
06. Larry Ellis edit
07. Richard Swift
08. The Mamas and The Papas
09. Lloyd Miller and Heliocentrics
10. The Moody Blues edit
11. Sonny and The Sunsets
12. The Monkees
13. The Dutchess and The Duke
14. Dusty Springfield
15. Incredible Bongo Band edit
16. The Go
17. Broadcast edit
18. Tame Impala
19. Toro Y Moi
20. Dennis Coffey edit
21. Little Wings
22. The Mantles
23. The Young Sinclairs
24. The Left Banke
25. The Zombies

If all goes as planned, you can expect a sequel within the next few weeks.

Saturday, August 21, 2010

...New Drawings...




Thursday, August 19, 2010

College Poster

Here's a poster that I just finished for church. It's designed for posting around the local campuses. Let me know what you think.....feel free to write something based on it, also....if the mood strikes.

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

venerate joy

here's my recreation
i punched holes in the pupils and added some color
apart from that it's all natural
no additives or artifical flavors
the strange thing is that it looks like you
- dig the bow tie.

a single pearl

a single pearl

when the foe of your countenance
struts about like a swollen young peafowl,
and the lips of your heart
bellow up the fires of its abiding hell,

a single pearl lodged firmly
in the door of the mouth
shall prove faithful.

{one gate of heaven
closing in on
a body of flesh}

Monday, August 9, 2010


So, here's one of my most recent drawings. I thought that it might be kind of fun if I left the meaning behind the drawing hidden and opened it up to other's interpretation for a short time ie. maybe a week or so. During that time, I thought that, if anyone was interested, they could write something based on the drawing. It would be a different sort of feedback for me, to inform me how easily accessible the message of the drawing is. Plus, it would be fun to see what different things people get out of it. Also, it would be cool if people messed around with the picture itself (add color, manipulate it, make suggestions). Feel free to do whatever strikes you. At the end of that time, I'll reveal what my intention was for the picture. Hopefully, this can be a fun joint endeavor and one step closer to more collaboration.

Friday, August 6, 2010


Over the shoulders of green hills...

-(Recklessly destined for the lake at our backs)-

...Pewter clouds somersault by.

Intercepting our line of sight,

From cumulous fists of whiteness,

This head-over-heel weather begs a question-

Are we under a Northeast Kingdom sky?

Tuesday, August 3, 2010


[here it is! an interlaken haibun ~ achieved & drafted up on august 3rd, 2009 (one year ago). i've clearly done some editing here (quite a bit in fact), but hopefully you like it. hope you don't mind the slightly cheesy photo of our highway looming heads - brotherhood is a beautiful thing. enjoy]


eager & brimming with brotherhood ~ we set out one by one.

up from a bicycled horizon comes a house as yellow as the sun. it speaks midday shade thru trees to a tender wind leaning so slightly into the sails of our skin ~ directing the gaze of our soaring thoughts to the top of the overseeing water tower: still stanced & sky blue as noon ~ it calls to be filled ~ it glints & exults over our unspoken words as they consent & spill forth like gasoline into a blazing torch ~ {for You oh God} ~ flaming blue within the hands of our outstretched minds!

with the strength of our hearts ~ we pedal on ~ striving amid the endless husks of corn that know our names: by the sounds ~ by the whirrs & the whispers ~ by the voice of the Spirit ~ calling us forward ~ row by row ~ by row by row ~ as shadows led by birds across the highway carry the secret that life will surely evaporate into an eternal sky.

as far as we can see ~ new growth is stretching outward & reaching upward in worship & hope as clouds look on in blissful wonder. why ~ wide-eyed ~ must we strive to see such things?

in the midst of a slow descent ~ thru two open doors that peer out from opposite ends of a great, cavernous barn ~ our eyes behold the fields of the Lord ~ sustained in this now! ~ sustained even right now!!

further on ~ upon the gentle sway of corn tassels ~ our eyes skip like stones ~ stopping only for a single tree that a thrown stone could never reach.

with thoughtful turns we treadle on ~ through lush green hymns of sun glimmered elations ~ pressing deeper into a land that is permeated with fertility & perpetually emanates with sweet aromas ~ until slowly we approach ~ just beyond the roadside ~ a secluded tree oasis ~ bonsai-like & growing out of a small body of water ~ and this amazes us ~ for the moment at least… ~ …until the unseen bird emerges… ~ …a blue heron! ~ (prehistoric, slow-motion wing thrusts sending it off into the sun) ~ and we intend to watch it retreat forever with nothing in the sky to prevent us ~ baffling over such a big bird in such a small tree… ~ …and then it happens again… ~ …a red-tailed hawk springs right out of the very same small oasis tree ~ right over top of our thoroughly blown minds ~ and sets sail in the completely opposite direction of the heron!! ~ what kind of . . . ! ! prophecy <({})> ycehporp ! ! . . . is this? ~ each one in plain sight of our gaping heads ~ we pivot & gasp & sigh ~ we gasp & laugh & pivot ~ and with nothing much to say ~ we shake our heads & re-mount our bikes.

~ ~ ~ O ~ O ~ ~ ~ coast ~ ~ ~ O ~ O ~ ~ ~

subtle are the sounds that send one-hundred black birds up from hiding ~ whirling as one like a garment in a gale, then sinking swiftly into the silence of a vast & living nest.

“look there.” ~ a contorted ladder mounted at the top of a silo ~ seems to be cowering beneath the weight of the sky, or bowing at the thought of ascension maybe. “and there.” ~ up from some stack ~ a cloud goes smoking like a prayer into heaven.

we come upon a village and pull off for a rest and a look around. having a drink up a stony way we encounter two things most precious ~ twins ~ two, maybe three years old & adorned in purple from head to toe ~ long, afternoon locks of exploratory hair peering out from the neatly tucked coverings of the morning ~ shy, searching eyes ~ Amish hearts with sin dwelling somewhere within, but you’d never know it from looking. we wander about from jams to cheeses ~ exchanging smiles & glances ~ such beauty and a full life here. minding our own now, we saddle up with a wave & begin to find our way back home.