Shapeshifter/Angled Skies

One of the best albums I've heard this year: Alex Turnquist's As the Twilight Crane Dreams in Color. Tons of layered instrumentals with six and twelve-string guitar and piano. The only way to do this album justice really is to listen to it while driving in the desert or some other desolate landscape and on really good speakers. The music tears me up everytime I listen to this album. Plus, I love the photos (which I think may be taken by Turnquist too). One of the tracks, "Dancing in BorealisRibbons of Vivacity" is available on his myspace site.


I've been thinking of skies lately. Yesterday, looked at Steiglitz's "Equivalent" series of abstract photographs of clouds taken over several years, between 1922-35. Some are very Rothko-esque. One of the ones dated from 1930 reminds me of the holes in the sky I would obsessively look for as a girl. I think I must've heard (probably in Sunday school or something) how Heaven is in the sky somewhere, so while my parents drove, I would peer out the window, trying to guess which hole led directly to Heaven. A part of me thought that if I could find it, I could keep track of where it was, and therefore access it later, like a restaurant I've been meaning to try.


So much depends on my perception. I'm amazed at how little it takes to feel disconnected and then, how little it can take to feel reconnected to someone.