magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

bean is not actually from antarctica. his heart is covered in paisleys.

he makes tiny little pictures and sometimes writes about his life.

Untitled.

22 April 1999

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so it was earth day. environmental awareness and all that. i'm not sure i heard a single mention in any of the media that i'm routinely exposed to. it's certainly something that we still need to focus on.

it was overcast this morning. which is fine with me in most cases, i prefer it that way, but without sunlight, the shady patio that i'm painting is not actually in shade. so i used the last of my little 5x5 inch canvases and did a quick self portrait on it.

i've been listening to my collection of jarbaby (mark nichols, a self-released, lo-fi, acoustic singer/songwriter) tapes more or less constantly for the last couple of days. with hopes that it will inspire me to do some songwriting and recording of my own. and i did play the guitar enough this afternoon that the fingertips of my left hand are a bit black and blue.

oh, and lest i forget, there was a particularly vivid bit of dream this morning that stuck in my head. i was driving my van out of a parking lot, and there were a lot of what i recognized to be circus/clown cars. as i pulled out into the street, i noticed a dark blue new vw beetle in another lot across the street. it drove over a jump, and when it landed burst into a big fireball. i wanted to stop and look, but i was late for something.