This painting is part of a series I did earlier this summer. I was reminded of them after attending a production of "Oklahoma!" this past weekend, where the sky and the landscape was portrayed as a quilt.
That's not quite what I'm doing here, of course.
I haven't been reading Derrida lately (that is, I haven't lost my mind completely), but I ran across this phrase after talking to a friend about a class... it's a long, pointless story, and while I have the capacity for vast rambling monologues, I'll just quote Tony Domestico, who translates it as, "there is nothing outside the text or, more literally, there is no outside-text."
I've been reading John Sanford's book, Evil, while I wait to hear back from jobs. It's not particularly well written (and I'm happy to elaborate if there is interest), but it hasn't been a particularly successful job search, either. I'm particularly irritated at a mid-sized university in the Mid-Atlantic region, who shall remain nameless because I may file a complaint about their sloppiness.
I don't like feeling jerked around.
To preempt comments and/or phone calls, the title is taken from the closed-captioning of a commercial, which presumably was supposed to read, "Groovy Electronic Music."
And I've been watching Hitchcock's "To Catch a Thief," which I've enjoyed greatly.