Coffee in the Atlanta skyline mug, "Blue Sky" by the Allman Brothers Band on iTunes. Blue sky, baby. I continue to surf the week from the top of the wave. With luck and a bit of focus, I won't crash and burn today and then it will be Over! I shamefully admit to being unable to put a video up on the blog. I blithely assumed the existence of the necessary tech. I was... wrong. I have a seven year old Palmcorder VHS C. It replaced the 12 year old camera that my father gave us for a wedding present that used full-size VHS tapes. There are cables... somewhere for the Palmcorder. But I think even if I found them I wouldn't be able to do what I want to with them. That's the problem with me and technology: I always see a seamless interface where none exists. What does exist is the opportunity to buy my camcorder for $9.99 on eBay--that's the information I got from googling the model number... Looks like a tech upgrade in my future. Any recommendations? I want to be able to point, shoot, put on the computer, write to dvd, post to the web... how hard can it be?
However I am capable of the occasional digital snap, and I provide three today as a peace offering for the lack of video. The in-kiln shot is of the fountain pieces for today's article and the wall pieces are the installed location. I will have a better shot of both together from the Grovewood (I was late for getting home in time to pick up J and didn't have time to futz around with better photography after the install.
One last note on the new studio before I go write-up how to make a fountain: When I went over yesterday afternoon after closing I found that someone had four-wheeled around the backyard and torn it up the night before. There are several spots where they spun their tires and sprayed dirt everywhere. But they got theirs. In the back of the yard, camouflaged by the summer's kudzu , is a pile of concrete rubble and cinder blocks. They must have thought it was just vines and hit it square on. Heh. Looks like they hung up on the concrete pile (deep spin-out pits from the tires seeking purchase to get off) and one of the cinder blocks was knocked ten feet. I hope they ripped the heck out of the undercarriage of their car/truck. Can't get that fence up soon enough.