In my 20’s, I never had any doubt about my physical ability. So a simple workout consisting of weight-lifting and some form of cardio (usually a run) was all I needed to keep fit. As much as I love to get exercise, back then it was almost an afterthought. I could roll into the gym on 5 hours sleep and power through a workout and then go for a 3 mile run and not even think about it.
As I walked into the office this morning, I noticed a homeless guy hanging out over by Derby Park. The thought of him spending the night in the cold was unbearable to me. I was getting out of a warm car, headed for a (mostly) warm office, to spend the day with warm people. And here was this guy, sitting at a cold metal picnic table on a cold winter morning.
The other day, I was talking with my dad about the election. I told him that my basic decision-making principle came down to each candidate’s vision for the country. If Mitt Romney or Barack Obama were elected tomorrow, and faced no obstacles in shaping the laws of this country to their vision of what is best, which America would I prefer to live in?
I made a book. It’s not perfect (I think the dimensions are too big), but I like it. It’s a collection of photos and writing I created between June 2010 and August 2011. It was a very tumultuous, beautiful, difficult, humbling and profoundly amazing time for me.
I originally wrote this earlier this year. I think in February. I didn’t like it when I wrote it, but now it seems like something worth sharing. It was a very nice way to end a Friday.
A few months ago, I started writing and drawing with my right hand. I’m naturally left-handed, so the result has been both child-like and comical. And the look of my right-handed penmanship has definitely influenced the subject matter of most of these drawings.
This is one of my all-time favorite movie exchanges. From Field of Dreams, Shoeless Joe Jackson coaches Archie Graham about what pitch to expect after the first two pitches barely miss his forehead.