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Shade Your Eyes: Bulgarian-Macedonian Clarinet in Akron, Ohio ca. 1948

Three Folds by Tim Olive

Listening to her always makes me cry - in a good, satisfying way. I had a friend who said that when he looked at her, he always thought of a chocolate bunny.

https://www.bbc.com/news/world-europe-68674814

Wait... so you've listened to all of that already?

Anthony Braxton Recordings Collection

Yeah, I thought of that work too when the initial idea for this came up. Just like this clock, it's fun to dip into at various times if you get to see the installation.

It took about three long years after its intro during a Kickstarter setup, but the clock has finally arrived and it looks beautiful (I have the large version). Author Clock

Yeah, but it's not live from the reel - it's something I transferred many years ago from one. It came up on shuffle ... and the separation was so bizarre sounding that I checked what I was listening to and it was this version.

Yeah, but when I went for the pick up, I had to do a stick up!

I'm incapable of getting bored or scummy.

So, you don't see your work as being any form of rebellion? I don't hear (or even read) any of your work as anything near what some would consider "stagnant" (this is precisely why I buy it).

YOU ARE KETCHUP

It seems to me that if people had their own kinds of personal "culture" instead of relying on what they're enticed to enjoy, there could potentially be a wider variety of enjoyment to share amongst each other coupled with the lack of necessity to feel that some larger idea of culture is "stagnating." We shouldn't be mere spectators or consumers of a monolithic idea of culture, defined by the sweeping brushstrokes of societal consensus or the grand narratives of progress. Instead, we’re all architects of our own experiences looking at ideas of culture - not a stagnant pool waiting for the rains of innovation to stir its depths, but a vibrant tapestry, woven from the myriad threads of personal expression and connection. The concept of cultural stagnation becomes irrelevant under this situation - a mere phantom of a collective mindset overly concerned with grand narratives and the fear of not reaching some imagined pinnacle of progress.