Hello all and welcome to my most excellent web page! My goal in adding this page to the WTS is to entertain my fellow toasters, and maybe even a small segment of the rest of the Web. I'll endeavor to add something new every week, so keep checking in, or look for any announcements about my pages in The Wunderland Weekly News.
My offerings will fall into two categories: First, original works; artwork, music, photos, or writing that I'm collecting here for self-publication on a scale unimaginable a few years ago. Hopefully, the world's collective yawn won't totally blow me over, but I think you'll enjoy it if you've gotten this far. Second, Stuff I Found On The Web, brought back and held up to the light for your enjoyment. There's a whole underground world of music publication on the Web through a device called "MIDI", and I have a link page or two of my favorites for you to cruise. Also, in commenting on an issue or interest of mine, I'll write some essays filled with links for you to read.
Go directly to the corners of my electronic world by using the navigation bar appearing at the top of this page, or jump down below this section to find out what I've added this week. I'll also be experimenting with time, allowing you to scroll through previous weeks' versions of my pages where appropriate.
Here is this week's nanofic.
The Bum Report
New updates to my nanofic and nanocrit archives this week. Went to the HFestival this weekend. I had a good time, despite missing my favorite band, Third Eye Blind, and being openly mocked by some snot-nosed kid for being too old. Sheez. I also saw Weird Al! Thanks, Gina! I got to spend some time with him in person (along with the rest of our group), but as usual couldn't come up with much to say, although he is one of the most friendly and interesting people you could ever meet.
Ripped the scab off my painting experience this week and did another one although it's not finished yet. This one was of Marlene, and was done live, a new and difficult step for me. While I was painting, we talked a little about what life is about, etc. The significance of doing something like one of these paintings is a painful reminder of why I'm doing these sabatticals. In art, I have a spark of something, maybe not talent exactly, but at least a willingness to do it. But I don't think I'll ever get actually good, as measured by most people. So the question that most people would ask is why do it? It's a question I have to answer to myself just about every day, for a reason that haunts me. I think at as I've gotten older, I've found myself measuring everything in terms of how it improves my own survival. As I do this more and more, I think it causes me to be less creative. In my rational mind, I've accepted creativity as a worthy goal in itself, so as a result I have to constantly remember to fight this tendancy to have a justified reason for doing things. Thus I have concocted this plan of mine to free myself of the need to fight for my basic needs every day for pre-arranged periods of time so that I can instead try to find new directions to go that I would not normally be able to take. That's the reason for the sabatticals, and I have to be reminded of that every once in a while.
Other corners of my annex:
Play my MIDI links!
(why and how)
f1.7, Charles Dickson's Photo Essays
The Lisa Joy Adulation Page