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A Love Letter to the Kentucky State Fair

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To Whom it May Concern:
We only meet once a year, but every time we reconnect it's as though time stood still. I have talked about you as though you were my own, yet I am forced to share you with thousands of others. A once-a-year commitment for 20+ years is the best relationship I've ever had, and I just wanted to say thank you.
I am easily seduced by your gluttonous charm. A beer in my right hand and deep friend Girl Scout cookies in my left, my heart becomes full (with empty, glorious calories.) I am drawn to you because of your ability to make me feel. I cannot hate or judge while I'm with you. Everything is as it should be.
I am a human being. I am surrounded by other human beings with the same purpose. It is a chance to experience a type of constrained freedom, that is at once beautiful and tragic, like a white trash Sofia Coppola film. Perhaps I only see you the way I want to see you and not as you actually are. But in my eyes you are faithful, honest, and brave.
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Live Through This

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Kentucky is the place for me

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True Blue

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I've been taking a screen printing class. This might be my best so far.

Richmond, Indiana

24 hours in Richmond, Indiana.


My first time driving up I-65 North all by my lonesome, the Beach Boys, Thin Lizzy, Pujol, the Ladybirds keeping me company. An exit sign for a 'destination vacation' for the low brow, enticing me to make sure I experience the historic district and the most 'unique' antique mall in the fair town. Off the exit ramp and making my way through town, signs for Square Doughnuts and The Mighty Muffler happen to catch my eye.

I arrive at my friend's house and the neighborhood makes me smile. We're not in her house more than 15 minutes before we're in her car, she's showing me the sites while simultaneously packing a bowl. The romantical illusion of a small town high school with a bridge across the street, identified as Suicide Bridge. Speaks for itself, with cryptic graffiti messages such as "Love You, Miss You."

I am 27 years old and  felt like I was having the high school americana experience I fantasized or saw in mov…