One of  Chris Jordan’s images of a dead albatross chick. He took these on the Midway Atoll about 2000 miles from any continent. Where no plastic should be. Our trash gets caught in the currents and the birds mistake it for food and feed it to the babies. Thousands of birds die a year. We first saw these images at PopTech where Chris compared the presence of the pollution to having cancer in our lymph system. The David Brower Center, a client of our sister co. Hairpin Communications, has an exhibition of his work.

Today is the first day of school in Boston. My 2 boys went off with out much fuss. Although Dashiel put on his backpack 30 minutes before we had to leave. I hated this day growing up and I hate it still. It felt so unjust that time had been mine to do with what I wanted. When school started it meant someone else’s schedule, someone else’s agenda. Phooey on that.

Some fabulous wallpaper recently spotted in Philadelphia.

$1 – The first African American president
$5 – The five biggest native American tribes
$10 – The bill of rights, the first 10 amendments to the US Constitution
$20 – 20th Century America
$50 – The 50 States of America
$100 – The first 100 days of President Franklin Roosevelt

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Dollars by Dowling Duncan

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Paul Mawhinney has the largest record collection in the world. It is worth millions of dollars but that can’t match Mr. Mawhinney’s passion. This bittersweet film by Sean Dunne captures his reckoning with his health and the death of vinyl. It just goes to show, you never know where your heart will go. What will touch you, make you feel connected to this world, inspire your devotion. I have always envied people who could hand themselves over completely. Even if it tilts a little toward obsession.

Oh how I love this song. The line, “Darling” she said, “I was yours to receive.” is killer. A life time of sorrow, want and loss in one sentence.

Long before Zora Neal Hurston was a novelist she was an anthropologist. This was shot while she did field work in rural Florida. You can see her keen eye. There is footage of Cudjo Lewis the last survivor of the last slave ship to arrive in America, the Clotilde.

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When we were younger we were hungry for, well everything, but most of all music. We saw Abbey Lincoln a bunch of times at Scullers or the Regatta bar. There was one night that was straight magic. You know the kind when the air is warm, all the doors swing open, you love your friends and life so much you might pop. The show was so crowded we were put ON THE STAGE with Abbey Lincoln (in the coolest hat) and the band. I thought our friend Jamie would fall off his chair in a swoon. She was one of a kind.