Last weekend, I checked out the latest show over at the Museum of Natural and Artificial Ephemerata. I love people who choose see the magic in the way the world works. People who look a little longer, and who consider alternative explanations. And I also love poeple who cram their converted garages with a bunch of weird crap, then invite the general public to come have a look! If you’re in Austin this weekend or next, you should really stop in (they’re open on Saturday afternoons). But don’t worry if you miss the current exhibit because, as their bumper stickers say: “We are living in the Museum of Ephemerata.” Indeed we are.
I’m gonna be posting a lot of photos on this blog.
This one is from last night’s X/Detroit Cobras show at La Zona Rosa. This is the crappiest of all the crappy photos i took last night, but that’s what I want to talk about. I am a very, very amateur photographer. Add that to the fact that I like to take pictures at rock shows and what you get is some blurry, fucked up photos. Sometimes they work, though. Sometimes they evoke the show better than a good photo would. Sometimes, as in the case of this one, the photo seems to become a whole different thing. Like a painting or something.
This is my creative process. I always start out with some idea or intention, but I leave it up to chance, too. It could easily be argued that I do this because I can’t focus on one thing long enough to perfect my technique. But I’d like to think I do it because I like to improvise and I like to “discover” how the project turns out.