I am in each lovely thing

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am in a thousand winds that blow,
I am the softly falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain,
I am the fields of ripening grain.
I am in the morning hush,
I am in the graceful rush
Of beautiful birds in circling flight,
I am the starshine of the night.
I am in the flowers that bloom,
I am in a quiet room.
I am in the birds that sing,
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave bereft
I am not there. I have not left.

-Mary Elizabeth Frye

Here in the Deadlights

Photos from Downtown Phoenix's First Fridays

APRIL 2010

Random note: The title of this post is taken from a song title on Evangelicals' "The Evening Descends" album. I am currently obsessed with it. It is like nothing I have ever heard. It kind of makes me feel the way church used to when I was four. Not God, but the inside of a Catholic church, you know? It is hard for me to even decide which song to showcase. You have to get the whole album. Hell, I will send it to you via AIM if you ask nicely. Everyone should have it.

Let the photos begin:

Go to this site:

Jesus has a message for you:

Phoenix ain't so bad.

Don't cry for me, Jesus

I'm doin' alright.

Ordinary don't mean nothing

Downtown Phoenix First Fridays, October 2009

Listening to Magic Marker by Monsters of Folk




































Short video I shot:

They're playing on Cait's birthday. Hopefully we can make it.

Cait and I both bought art by the same artist we stumbled upon and loved:

Under Your Skin

Fernando Vicente

On Repeat: Hole - Dying
"I want to, I need to be under your skin"