PEELING

STILL FROM A VIDEO ABOUT ORANGE SEEDS.

MUST USE A LIGHT

TROTTING BAND

JOE ASKED WHAT WAS GOING ON SO I REACHED MY HAND UP TO TAKE A PICTURE OVER THE CROWD AND TOOK A PICTURE OF SOME HAIR. TWO BLONDS AND A RED-HEAD WITH A BLUE HAIRCLIP STANDING SOMEWHERE IN FRONT OF US. BUT THEN. LIKE A WAVE OF GLORY. HERE CAME THE QUEEN'S BAND ON HORSEBACK! ULTIMATELY, TO BE ABLE TO PLAY A TRUMPET WHILST RIDING A HORSE AND LOOKING OFFICIAL, PATRIOTIC AND JOYOUS IS BORDERLINE CIRCUS ACT IMPRESSIVE. BUT IN UNIFORM. AND THESE BOYS WERE BARELY OF AGE.

ROADTRIPS MAKE YOU ENJOY CAR WINDOWS MORE

PUTTING YOUR FINGERS OUT THE WINDOW HELPS WITH CAR-SICKNESS. IT'S EITHER THE COLD OR THE FEELING OF MOTION THAT ONLY EXPERIENCING WITH YOUR EYES IS WHAT MAKES YOU SICK. THAT'S THE THING. IF YOU CAN FEEL THAT YOU ARE MOVING SO FAST, FEEL THE SPEED ON YOUR HAND, IT'S NOT A NAUSEATING ILLUSION, OR MOVING SCENERY. IT'S 60 MILES PER HOUR ON A CURVING ROAD. TRUST ME.

THE SHADOW OF A GODDESS

CAROL IS 81? 82? WATERSKIS AND WEARS MISMATCHED FLIP-FLOPS SHE FOUND WASHED ASHORE THE BOULDER RESERVOIR, COLORADO. SHE IS THE TREE PLANTED NEXT TO THE BOAT HOUSE AND SUN-DRENCHED LEATHER SKIN OF A WOMAN WHO GREW UP WORKING AS A GATE GIRL IN THE 50'S, WORKING OVERTIME BECAUSE SHE LOVED THE LAKE, SLEEPING ON THE SHELVES OF THE MAINTANENCE CLOSET AND WAKING UP EARLY TO MY MOM AND I BRINGING HER BREAD AND COFFEE WHEN THE SUN CAME UP. WE FOUND HER SNORING IN A SLEEPING BAG ON MY PARENTS BED ONE EVENING AFTER A PET SITTING WEEKEND. AND ONCE I SAW HER CASCADING SKIN WHEN SHE STEPPED OUT OF THE LOCKER-ROOM SHOWER WITHOUT KNOWING I WAS THERE. SHE ALWAYS LET ME DRIVE HER GOLFCART LIKE A RACECAR. AND REMEMBERS EVERY MOMENT OF EVERYONE'S LIVES WITHOUT THEM KNOWING HER NAME. SHE'S AS MUCH A PART OF MY FAMILY AS ANYONE COULD EVER BE AND I STILL REMEMBER LEARNING THAT BANANAS ARE HIGH IN POTASSIUM. SOMETHING IS KEEPING HER YOUNG. I HOPE SHE LIVES FOREVER.

SUNSET I

THE SUN SET AROUND BOARDING TIME. 9:15 PM, SKAVSTA AIRPORT, SWEDEN. IS LIGHT BRIGHTER WHEN AIR IS THINNER? AND IS COLOR STRONGER WHEN AIR IS THICK?

BLUE

SWEDEN IS BEAUTIFUL EVEN WITHOUT THE SUN. OR A SETTING SUN. THIS IS POST SUNSET BLUE OF THE NORTH.

PINK

PINK SKY AFTER A STOCKHOLM SUNSET. RECOMMENDATION: 9:40 FLIGHT FROM SKAVSTA AIRPORT, SWEDEN

SUNRISE

AS WE ROSE THE SUN ROSE.

SUNSET II

EVERYONE ON THE RIGHT SIDE OF THE PLANE WATCHED THE SUN SET AGAIN FROM 14,000 FT.

FLYGBUSS

THIS IS STOCKHOLM MAY.

COWBOY DANCE 'STAG'

THE PHOTO WAS A PART OF AN EXHIBITION OF FOUND PHOTOGRAPHS FROM THE LATE 19TH AND EARLY 20TH CENTURY OF MEN TOGETHER WITH MEN. THEY WERE IN LOVE. THEY WERE SITTING IN LAPS. THEY WERE HOLDING HANDS AND GAZING OUT SEDUCTIVELY. THEY WERE SHARING SOMETHING SILENT. BUT PERHAPS IT WASN'T LOVE. AND IT WAS JUST A STAGE. AND HIS HAND ON HIS KNEE AND KNEELING NEXT TO HIS CROSSED LEGS IS JUST ANOTHER STAG DANCE PHOTOGRAPH. OF THE BOYS.

CIRCLES

MY VISUAL REPRESENTATIONS OF INFINITY AND RANDOMNESS. AFTER RED WINE AND A STIMULATING LECTURE ON CHAOS BY MY BROTHER MICHAEL. A MATHEMATICIAN. PURE MATHEMATICIAN. NOT TO BE CONFUSED WITH THAT OF THE APPLIED, HE SAYS. THE ONLY VISUAL REPRESENTATION I COULD MAKE OF ANYTHING OF GREAT WEIGHT WAS A CIRCLE. INFINITY:CIRCLE. ABSENCE:CIRCLE. CONSCIOUSNESS, ENGAGEMENT, SLEEP:CIRCLES. AN EIGHT YEAR OLD NAMED AIDAN ONCE TOLD ME HE WAS GOOD AT DRAWING CIRCLES. HIS LOOKED ALMOST IDENTICAL TO MINE.

GLASSES

ANYTHING WITH TWO APPARENT HOLES MAY BE TURNED INTO A PAIR OF GLASSES. AND IT'S AMAZING HOW IT CONTINUES TO BE FUNNY EVERY SINGLE TIME. IF VIDEO CHATTING WASN'T THE FOUNDATION OF MY LONG DISTANCE RELATIONSHIP, MOMENTS LIKE THESE WOULD NEVER BE POSSIBLE. IT'S LIKE AN EXHIBITION.

SUN-SPOT. PHOTO FROM FOUND TREE LOFT, THE CANAL, CALEDONIAN ROAD.

WHAT A BEAUTIFUL SUN.

1 OF 52 UNTORN PAGES OF 'MEN AND MEMORIES: RECOLLECTIONS 1872-1938'

IT WAS THE MOST AMAZING THING, RIDING ON THE BUS TO SCHOOL THAT DAY. I HAD CHECKED THIS BOOK OUT OF THE LIBRARY AND THE MAN AT THE DESK SAID 'OH. YOU'RE THE FIRST PERSON TO CHECK THIS BOOK OUT.' I NICELY REPLIED 'OOH. WOW. THAT'S NICE.' BUT INSIDE I WAS FIREWORKS. AND ON THE BUS THAT DAY WHEN I TURNED THE PAGE AND REALIZED I HAD SKIPPED TWO, I COULD HAVE DIED OF THE EXCITEMENT OF SEEING SOMETHING FOR THE FIRST TIME THAT NO ONE IN CHELSEA LIBRARY HAD EVER SEEN. I FELT LIKE I WAS DOING SOMETHING WRONG TEARING THOSE PAGES, BUT I FELT LIKE AN ARCHEOLOGIST. AND THE TITLES OF EACH PAGE ARE THE MOST INCREDIBLE COUPLIINGS. I'D LIKE TO WRITE A WHOLE BOOK FOR EACH. I UNCOVERED A GENIUS TITLE BANK ON THE BUS THAT DAY.

THE COLOR IS MORNING CRICKET, HAVANA, CUBA

THIS IS THE COLOR OF MY BEDROOM WALLS IN NEW YORK CITY. MORNING CRICKET. PETER FOUND THESE DOORS IN CUBA AND TOOK A PHOTOGRAPH. IT WAS A FAIRLY RECENT REVELATION THAT THIS WAS THE COLOR OF MY LIFE. SO NOW I SEARCH FOR IT EVERYWHERE. ANYONE IS WELCOME TO HELP. THANK YOU PETER.

JO MOWAT

BED SHEET PROJECTION.
JOE'S DESKTOP PHOTO JO MOWAT.
CURRY FOR THIRTY.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY OSCAR.
I MADE MY BED INTO A COUCH AND JOSEF AND I SLEPT ON IT.

ACCORDING TO HARRY'S CALCULATIONS, OUR RECIPE CALLED FOR 14 FINELY CHOPPED ONIONS. AND WE CRIED. IT HURT SO BAD AND AS SOON AS IT PASSED WE DECIDED TO ADD THE CHILE POWDER WHICH, OBVIOUSLY, SPILLED ON ONE OF OUR FOUR SCORCHING BURNERS AND TURNED INTO POISONOUS AIR THAT WAS COMPARABLE TO TINY KNIVES INSIDE ONE'S ESOPHAGUS. SENSATIONAL. FAR WORSE THAN PUTTING MY FACE INTO THE GIANT BOWL OF GLISTENING ONIONS WITH MY EYES OPEN. SO WE LET IT BURN. AND OPENED THE WINDOWS. AND PEOPLE LOVED IT. AND THANKED HARRY FOR SUCH A LOVELY MEAL. EVEN THOUGH. I. WAS AT LEAST HALF OF THE TEAM. WHATEVER. IT WAS MY APARTMENT AND EVEN THOUGH I HAD BEEN SO GRACIOUS TO TRANSFORM MY BEDROOM INTO A LUXURIOUS PARTY PAD, OUR THIRTY GUESTS PREFERRED TO SPEND THEIR NIGHT IN OUR BROWN CARPETED HALLWAY, OR SITTING NEXT TO THE KITCHEN SINK. IT WAS OSCAR'S 21ST. AND 3 PEOPLE SLEPT IN MY BED WITH ME.

THE HARVEST MOON

IN THE AUTUMN FARMERS FARM BY MOONLIGHT. THE HARVEST MOON OCCURS NEAR THE MOON'S FULLNESS IN THE AUTUMN MONTHS, AROUND THE TIME OF THE AUTUMNAL EQUINOX. HARVEST MOONS ARE OFTEN MISTAKEN FOR HUNTER'S MOONS, HOWEVER THE HUNTER'S MOON IS THE FIRST FULL MOON AFTER THE HARVEST MOON. HARVEST MOONS ARE WARM BECAUSE OF HOW SOON THE MOON RISES AFTER THE SUN SETS AND THE AMOUNT OF ATMOSPHERIC PARTICALS ON THE HORIZON THAT TURN WHITE LIGHT INTO ORANGE. THIS LAST SEPTEMBER, WE HAD THREE HARVEST MOON NIGHTS, HOWEVER IT IS OFTEN ONLY ONE, OR MAYBE TWO, A YEAR. EVEN THOUGH SCIENCE EXPLAINS THE LARGENESS OF A RISING FULL-MOON AS MOON ILLUSION, I'M POSITIVE HARVEST MOONS REALLY ARE CLOSER. AND WATCHING A HARVEST MOON RISE OVER A LAKE IS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THING IN THE WORLD.