they played tonight, in the side chapel, Great venue.  They are new philly peeps, cool, they've got
some, get up.

livings been full for me  

a couple of nights up on Georges Hill,  listening to Sigur Ros.  

been some good days.
If I had a magazine it'd be called "Vague"



I owe a few folks, friends, a bit of a "sorry".
tonight I just wanted to ride my bike.
and the social thing, not in my mind, to be doing,   I tried a bit, but for the most part just rode past.
sometimes I think people are too nice, not that I want rude outta you, but life sometimes feels like we all win a prize.  You know, I don't need that. the all politeness.   and I don't feel like being social all the time.  

and it's not meant to dis-respect you.

If you have never visited Knoebles Amusement Park, you should.   Its way off the beaten path, and pretty much you do what you want.  the rides some old, some new, and the old feel cool, butch, American.

you park for free in a field, walk in, swim, eat what you want, or bring your own.  No booze,... you really don't need it here.    some of the rides lived in other parks and now call this park home, some are just old rides that have always been here.

Its nice to see kids grab onto chains, and pull themselves into a chair and just spin in the air.

on a hill side, still a family run park.

and the grumpy in me, as much as I enjoyed working up at Knoebels the last couple of days, too many people, too much politeness needed to carry equipment past over through around park goers.   So my mind, the way I am, it cooked me.    and tonight, I just wanted to pedal.  I got into the break the last laps, and just hung on, hiding on its tail.  I never took a pull, and when we came up to the line, I made sure I crossed it last.    I was glad just to hang on.

I feel good now, up for some chatting,...

cheers my friends.  david



I awoke to the hot summer day, lazed a bit, cleaned up some, and rode the bike down to the Phila. art museum.    Somewhat hot, but most of the ride was in shade, still stepping inside the airconditioned musuem was a crisp greeting.

a new show is up Visions of Arcadia - brief overview....  "In France during the early 1900s, this idea of a mystical place of contentment and harmony was especially potent--illustrated in mural-sized paintings which were often commissioned for public viewing"   "This exhibition, which is only being shown in Philadelphia, includes masterpieces by artists such as Albert Gleizes, Ernst Ludwig Kirchner, Pablo Picasso, and Paul Signac that emphasize the French tradition of grand public paintings. Works by Nicolas Poussin and others establish the prevalence of the Arcadian theme"

just down the road, into center city is a grand fountain.   Each tree surronding the fountain, each spot of shade was taken,  by homeless, families, couples, tourist.    The wind always is blowing strong, so a good cool mist is in the air.

I took a number of photos of this couple, really I just wanted a magical shot of the women by herself, transparent wet dress, wind, coolnes.  Did'nt capture it.

I love photography, and its strange to have a vision in mind, but not somehow be able to put whats in the brain, into the technology to capture it.

I wondered around the musuem for a bit, taking some pictures, thinking, trying to pick something up, a trick or two,... the skill to give language to an image, to tell a good picture.  You know what I mean? 

cheers, D.

sat for a bit in the Duchamp room.  I like this room, all the way in the end of the wing, with a nice window, and strange art.