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I was at a party recently and the father said of his son who was playing in the sprinkler, “I haven’t told him he is black yet.” It was sort of a jokey way of saying that he hadn’t spoken about race with his son and before he could, his son’s classmate had written a poem about him, about he liked his son’s skin color, which made his son notice he had skin color. Friday,…
When we first adopted Tin a few people said he might play for the Saints one day. It’s the sort of thing people say when you have a son and the Saints are winning. But I was like NO WAY. I hoped he might be a musician or pursue any career other than being an athlete. So when his musical interests continued to wax I was smiling inside. Then I noticed everywhere we’d go that…
The nanny called in sick today and today is a holiday so it was serendipity. T had meetings so I took Tin to the Quarter to get his haircut by Cyril – what a trip – for one Tin calls him Cereal. This salon has got to have it’s own MTV show. Wild. Then we grooved with a lone saxophone player on Bourbon and found ourselves in front of a street band with swing dancers,…
I read this morning about children growing up with digital games and then spoke with Tete over Skype who had just gotten a new cellphone but was unsure how to work it although she was delighted to have it. The other day a colleague of mine wrote about introducing me to someone who is moving to New Orleans and for some reason what sprang to mind is a decade ago when I was covering a…
April 22, 2011 Taurus (4/20-5/20) Your increased exposure in the public eye will enable you to take a break from the internal dialogue that’s been bouncing around in your head for the past few days. Now you can turn off the heavy thinking part of your brain and spend some time skipping through the trivial, the shallow and the downright silly. Turn toward the external world with your arms wide open. If you can, go…
Well a few days post cruise and I think my body and mind are getting back to normal although I still smirk when I see a pigeon (what happens on the cruise stays on the cruise). I was supposed to go on my run this morning with Loca but ended up in a slow walk because the air was pregnant with water molecules and it weighed too much to move through it. The Crescent City…
Tomorrow night at 7PM the Fair Grinds Coffeehouse will debut Bayou St. John: Portrait of a Neighborhood and I will bring my computer to show an continuous loop on Bridge Stories, part of the ReBridge project. If you are in New Orleans and in the area, come on down and see what all the fuss is about. Meanwhile, the stories will be moved to the blog on ReBridge after the opening.
A THOUGHT FOR TODAY: The notion of making money by popular work, and then retiring to do good work, is the most familiar of all the devil’s traps for artists. -Logan Pearsall Smith, essayist (1865-1946)
We watched Tin in his crib this morning – he was speaking full sentences and complex ones. He was charming and playing his flutophone that our neighbor’s son passed on to him. He’s big and grown up and ack! Now what?
what is love then? imagine this… you are flying with a parachute and you think to yourself – what if it does not open? it’s scary… breathtaking…your heart is sinking…but you are still feeling ecstasy…and then BAM it opens – and you feel happy again, and your heart is beating…so before it opens – that’s passion, and when it opens – that’s love