beautiful drawings
Posted on | March 20, 2006 |
back when I lived in Evanston, I used to take my boyfriend’s sketchbook to the copy shop and make these elaborate little postcards to send to my fans. My family used to make fun of the blurbs I wrote on the postcards, because they seldom made much sense. But I loved those things… I came across a bunch of them recently (so glad I kept them!). Sometimes I used my own drawings. I had one that was a really unattractive farmhand looking guy, that looked like me if I was a man, and I called it my alter-ego, to my mother’s horror, if I remember correctly.
Yesterday I spent some considerable time coming up with a simple design like those postcards to use for promoting my club passim show on March 30th. The drawing is by Jeff Krueger, from a CD of drawings he sent me for the ‘August’ CD. I used orange paper from the Paper source, and printed out small versions on their unusual, 5×5 paper as well. The above image is the result, and since i can’t afford to actually send any of you a postcard, I am sharing it this way.
Last Saturday night Session Americana played with special guest Bill Janovitz (of Buffalo Tom) and I forgot to ask Bill if that was actually him playing on “My So Called Life,” when Angela tries to get Jordan to ask her to the Buffalo Tom Concert. He was great - Such a heartfelt singer. I haven’t sang with Session in over three months, and their shows are too far in between. They played three sets, and I joined in the third… we sang “floppy tulips” and “she is a rainbow” and “here I go again” and otherwise I just sat in the circle like a happy pigeon and sometimes, sometimes, sometimes I found my way into a very smooth harmonic moment. Their music is like some kind of cloud that you walk through in life - what I mean is, it’s crazy that I could set out from from my house, cutting through cold air at high pace, sneak down back steps, skip through a boiler room, enter a steaming basement club, fold my things down over a chair and suddenly be singing, laughing and drinking beer. And it snowed all the way home.
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