Friday, July 30, 2004
Last night I panicked. I was supposed to bring Brenna's copy of 'Bannock and Beans' to Strange Adventures on Saturday to get signed by Seth. I forgot it and didn't go back for it because it was raining and I didn't want the book to get damaged in my leaky canvas bag. At the outset I didn't feel so bad. I rationalized it. He had already signed her copy of 'It's a Good Life If You Don't Weaken'. Autographs were stupid, but the more I thought of it the more stupid that rationale had become.
It wasn't so much an autograph as it was a personalized art piece.
I started to feel bad.
I started scheming on ways to get Brenna a signed copy of the book. I looked on E-bay, I checked out the Drawn and Quarterly site. Nothing doing.
Last night I had a dream I made a pilgrimage to Seth's house, which obviously sounds like bullshit, but bear with me. I knocked on his door presented Brenna's copy of 'Bannock and Beans' and a brand new sharpe. He wasn't interested. I turned to leave and he asked me to stay.
We talked about how we felt that autographs were a poor excuse for a personal connection, but that autographs sometimes symbolized a personal connection. Footprints in the sand or something...nah I'm just kidding, footprints is really dumb and hokey.
It's not as dope as this that's for sure :
Let us build the City of God.
May our tears be turned into dancing!
For the Lord, our Light and our Love,
has turned the night into day!
Where was I? My discussion with Seth on the importance of physical markers in memory. I kind of wish I had brought my copy of 'It's A Good Life If You Don't Weaken' last Saturday to Strange Adventures. I think my problem isn't that autographs are hollow, shallow attempts at making a connection with a stranger, but that I'm too darn scared to say 'You don't know me, but you affected my life in a way that may or may not be profound, may I please have a symbol of that in this here book please.'
It wasn't so much an autograph as it was a personalized art piece.
I started to feel bad.
I started scheming on ways to get Brenna a signed copy of the book. I looked on E-bay, I checked out the Drawn and Quarterly site. Nothing doing.
Last night I had a dream I made a pilgrimage to Seth's house, which obviously sounds like bullshit, but bear with me. I knocked on his door presented Brenna's copy of 'Bannock and Beans' and a brand new sharpe. He wasn't interested. I turned to leave and he asked me to stay.
We talked about how we felt that autographs were a poor excuse for a personal connection, but that autographs sometimes symbolized a personal connection. Footprints in the sand or something...nah I'm just kidding, footprints is really dumb and hokey.
It's not as dope as this that's for sure :
Let us build the City of God.
May our tears be turned into dancing!
For the Lord, our Light and our Love,
has turned the night into day!
Where was I? My discussion with Seth on the importance of physical markers in memory. I kind of wish I had brought my copy of 'It's A Good Life If You Don't Weaken' last Saturday to Strange Adventures. I think my problem isn't that autographs are hollow, shallow attempts at making a connection with a stranger, but that I'm too darn scared to say 'You don't know me, but you affected my life in a way that may or may not be profound, may I please have a symbol of that in this here book please.'
