This is the end. Not of anything, just The Doors. If the world ever seems to have lost its collective mind and you just can't make sense of it, just drop some acid and pop Apocalypse Now in the VCR and in just a few short hours it will all make sense again. For those who are in a hurry or short on psychedelics, you can just listen to 'The End' on repeat while reading Conrad's Hear of Darkness for similar effect.
Not worried about all that this evening, just indulging in a little Jim Morrison. Wonder if it'd work for grokking abstract art too? Will have to test it out on our next speed run.
Speaking of the Speed, we finally made it back there last week. Had a bit of company after the ball dropped, so we spent the afternoon getting arted. They had an exhibit on Otherworldly Journeys, featuring the work of Hieronymus Bosch and Pieter Bruegel, which seemed a good place to start a new year.
For our otherworldly journey, they gave us these little plastic magnifying glasses, so we could read the fine print see the fine details in the prints. Quickly decided that that piece of plastic was my new favorite photographic toy. Need to do some portraits with it.
All good things come to The End, but there were some lightboxes and transparencies to make our own journeys into the bizarre before it got to that.
