Hello from sunny Minneapolis! What struck me the most when we rose over the edge of earth that gave us our first view of downtown is that it was a city with many trees.. with the spires of skyscrapers rising from its center. We're here with Christian Groves and his family; Nate pulled all the music gear out from the bowels of the truck for the second time this week and is tracking a bass line this morning on a demo track he started with Ben Metz on Wednesday in Waterloo, IA before Ben headed out to GDI's Fusion weekend (hello to all there in Warm Springs, VA, we'd love to be there with you!).
Earlier this week we were in
Washington County, IA, staying on my grandparents farm, the place of \many sunsoaked hours of freedom in my childhood. It was gorgeous as ever.. perhaps more so.I'm enjoying documenting the details of what we encounter along the way, they're all adding up to some kind of patchwork Americana... the hard brick corners and turns of the urban streetscape co-inside as a contour line against the curve of horizon reaching out from both sides of a rural highway.
3 comments:
sometimes the memories are better than reality. how was it for you? by the way, this is fun to do a road trip with you. well sort of with you. thanks for the updates.
myron
Memories become larger than life.. I have often felt that way when I visit places that hold a long history for me... this time, my grandparent's farm was beautiful both because of the memories.. and of new discoveries. Like realizing how much time my grandma really spends on her gardens in order to get them to look like that ... and she does it with care and joy but sometimes I wish she wasn't doing it alone.. or that I could spend some time there doing it with her.
I like how the green glows in the photo, sort of like a memory.
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