February 28, 2011

A bit of voodoo.

I'm currently reading Zora Neale Hurston's "Tell My Horse (VooDoo and Life in Haiti and Jamaica)" and I might be in love. She has an unbelievable penchant for infusing nonfiction writing with an unmistakable narrative voice. This style of writing seems to be the ultimate embodiment of storytelling - a hybrid version of nonfiction steeped in description and style. This is where I would like to go with my poetry and other creative endeavors, a place where documentation plays with reality and construction. Sorry to geek out for the moment, but I am genuinely inspired by what is going on in the book. Not to mention she is talking about divination, ceremony and sacred rituals which I have been enamored with since Selah Saterstrom's Philosophy of Literature class many moons ago. Until I finish the book, I leave you with my favorite passage thus far:
It was like sewing ruffles on fence rails. The will to make life beautiful was strong.

February 27, 2011

Between the C's

I have been traveling back and forth between California and Colorado quite a bit for business since I've moved out here. New photos of my trips between the two are up on my Flickr page now. Expect more black and white photos from Randi and Sara's visit and our trip up North in the coming weeks. Here's a small sampling...