Thursday, October 16, 2008

Oct 2008

photograph by Jamie Harmon /

You wanna know how important Photography is?
The Vatican would trade every painting of Jesus
for just one photo.


Thursday, August 7, 2008

Aug 2008

Jamie Harmon /

The subtlety of experience lives in
the cracks of the brain and can be
found building a nice house under
the fingernails

Thursday, July 3, 2008


Photograph by Jamie Harmon /

If he ain't sleepin' he has a stick in his hand.

Monday, May 19, 2008

May 19, 2008

Jamie Harmon /

Tuesday, April 8, 2008

March - 2008

Jamie Harmon /

Monday, March 17, 2008


Photos Courtesy of John Guzlowski :

Friday, February 22, 2008


Gustash -

Gus - We need to make friends with an astronaut.

Me - How come?

Gus - So he can take a jar into space and trap some outer-space in the jar.

Me - AAhhhh....good idea.

Gus - I know it would have to be an air-tight jar not like the normal jars that leak slowly.

Me - mmmmhmmm

Gus - If the Astronaut brought back a jar like that could you see space in it..or...would it float?

Me - (Laughter) wouldnt float but there would be the make up of space in the jar.

Gus - If you opened it would it start spreading....and take over the oxygen?

Me - would just be assimilated into the air in the room.

Gus - oh

Me - The Earth is kind of like the jar with the atmosphere being the lid...if we remove the lid space would take over the Earth. The jar full of space is like earth...if we remove the see.

Gus - I think a cool movie would be a story about an Astronaut who brings oxygen to a planet and starts a world.

Me - That's a good should write a story.

Gus - How does a movie get made?

Me - Starts with a story...then script...then money. Pay someone or make it yourself.

Gus - HHmmmm

This was on the way to school....if he rode the bus I would have missed it.

Thursday, February 21, 2008


Artist-Danielle Harmon

I was born in Mississippi just West of West Winona.
We left when I was five
so all the memories I have of that place were between 1970 -'s a few.The slide show in my brain is as follows: Receiving a red wagon...and a black Rabbit...Squashing Rabbit to death...riding in the back of a green pick-up truck...swimming in the Mississippi River...Sun Burn with my shoulders shoes...Biscuits...Cheerios...bouncy horse with springs...Dracula teeth...mistaking a biscuit for Dracula teeth...Mom running over my bike...girl down the street squirting me with a water gun and telling me it was loaded with vinegar...emptying a yellow vinyl beanbag into the backyard and watching my mother vacuum the grass...trying to dig up my dead Rabbit...finding some toys in a ditch and wondering if taking them was stealing--took them anyway and used them as bathtub toys--think they were Weeble-Wobbles...Learned to ride a red bicycle and make a toy parachute...pulled fake grapes off a fake grape vine...played under the house...slid down a board and got a splinter in my butt...I remember hard-wood floors and homemade swings...digging for treasure...catching turtles. I drove by the old house last was exactly as I remembered...wonder if they have a yellow beanbag?

Friday, February 15, 2008

Danielle Harmon / Papercut / Modified by Jamie

"If we can get it to'll work"

Thursday, February 14, 2008


Jamie Harmon /

Do it secretly....and all nonchalant

Wednesday, January 30, 2008


Photo by Jamie Harmon/ Mailed out 1-29-08