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|Salvaging imminent teardown at 3050 Viewmont Way
W, Taylor discovered a batch of 1974 postcards and coupons sealed in a nailed
and painted-shut kitchen cabinet. The postcards were mundane to the max,
merely we are here confirmations and descriptions of small disappointments
("not as many mountains as we expected"). Travel. Jesse and Linda made it
to Bangkok (email moves faster than postcards--duh), and Brent came over
in the evening to share some cool video mixing software and mad skillz to
get me started on a new path in art. He's a spacetime travel specialist who
recombines found documents (mostly thriftstore home videos and photo albums)
into satisfyingly creepy
alternate realities. We projected some of his new work and the weirdest
thing is how the strangers on his tapes seem as familiar as my own family
members since they have been stored in memory through previous watching.
Oh please, people, be careful what you ingest. Every automobile commercial
brings you closer to death.