Every once in a while, I encounter a piece of art that makes me gasp in amazement and stand transfixed by the incredible beauty and unbelievable skill necessary to create such a work. This happens a lot when I visit the Minneapolis Institute of Arts (MIA), but I have never been so amazed as I was on Thursday evening while taking in the “Illuminating the Word” exhibit. Allow me to explain.

No, this doesn’t mean that I am going to turn this site into a whine-fest about my [lack of] love life, job, whatever and move over to LiveJournal. However, it seems that at some point in time, every blogger does one of those “what kind of {insert random not-really-humorous category of person here} are you” posts with the cute little stupid image showing off the results. That said…

…I am apparently Andy Budd.

I’ve got a wicked awful British accent I’ve been known to bring out on occasion. Perhaps this is a sign…hey Andy, are there any jobs in Brighton for a silly American web designer with little or no blog readership?

Life: Inverted
a not-poem

one year ago today
my life was turned
upside-down and inside-out
a conversation I will never forget

some moments
we want not to remember
they are the times of our lives
which are impossible to lay to rest

painful
depressed

healing
empowerment

—joel schou
June 1, 2005