It’s hard even making this post. Another familiar headline. “Save the babies,” sang Marvin Gaye. But here we are again. Deep breath. Here’s a preview of this year’s Slow Art Day pop installation. In this case, the students’ roll ups give me hope. But so much else….?
This is a very hard video to show as I make progress on the Vietnam War and the conservative revival circa Nixon in my US Since 1865 class. But I shall play it on Wednesday. What I love as we march toward the finish line is how students are adding songs to my pre-lecture playlist.… Continue reading i already miss them
I digitally knitted together the images my husband took of me wearing the $8 Goodwill skirt on Orange Beach. The results are the short below. The text heard was written several years ago and reflects my curiosity about a number of things while I was moving between graduate programs. The feel of this work in… Continue reading water just the same, an experimental short
It is the second to the last day of class. Perhaps they are tired. Some students in my “American Swagger” class struggled to see the complexity in “Delirium,” a vignette in the motion picture Coffee and Cigarettes and ideas we have discussed all semester. In this vignette, one of several in the 2004 Jim Jarmusch… Continue reading the american dream’s complexity
I love maps. Always have. Today I am looking at ones addressing the Battle of New Orleans as one way of prepping for my “Antebellum America” class, which meets 3-5:30pm each Thursday beginning August 22. Andrew Jackson’s unlikely victory in New Orleans against the British anchors our attention to the stories we tell ourselves about… Continue reading musings
Rainy night in Ttown. Jammin with Noname
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