asperger’s are us/murder in the house

Another Friday night of echoing isolation — packed like sardines in Keren’s car, with our friend Mike too on the way back — to see our friends Asperger’s Are Us perform at PhilaMOCA. C and B can NOT use this event for their special PhilaMOCA-themed memoir “ And We Were The Only Kids There”, because…

home stretch, The Sketchbook Project

Béla is finished. Claudia, almost. The most lip-pursing endeavor of the year. We have a number of projects going on that all have outside-imposed deadlines and are 98% finished. Capstone projects have been set aside for these; Benny Hill and Elizabeth I are just malingering. But we are going to feel a real change of…

climate change school walk-out

We “walked out” in the sense that Meg came by in a Lyft and we got in. Up at Dilworth Plaza, we ran into two School of Rock kids, and a kid they knew from LARPing/Fringe Festival, so B and C were convinced they were at a legitimate happening. They had watched Greta Thunberg’s TED…

independents

We had stopped last night to get some bahn mi after the Climate Change rally (more on that later), as we had some good news to celebrate (more on that later.) As the kids finished their sandwiches I got a text from their friends’ mom — could B and C meet them in the park across…

that old standby

Dry ice. Never fails to impress. Thanks, Tuck.   Don’t fool yourself here that it didn’t “impress” Claudia; the field recording we made of a piece of dry ice vibrating in a metal spoon impressed upon her greatly — clearly her personal fingernails-on-a-chalkboard.   But this was funny:   And this was just cool:  …

sacred geometry and tape-and-foil doll clothing

She started last night with just back-to-back tape. I didn’t want to tell her her apron looked like a butcher’s apron but then Tucker told her immediately. GRL is written across Nakia’s new top. “That’s how people write it now,” she told me. “They can’t be bothered to write out the whole word.” She went…

controlling the elements

The kids are out with friends at the park (I wonder how many hours they have logged at that park in their lifetimes so far? Frankly, there’s people keeping better count than I am) but I kinda can’t wait for them to get home because WAIT UNTIL BELA SEES THIS WATER BILL! IT’S NEVER BEEN…