Almost as if it knew naarmamo was coming up...

My PBS Station aired the series "Simon Schama's Power of Art," Monday nights from June 18 through July 30 (I was quite disapointed, this last Monday, when I didn't get a teaser for the next program).


The last program, on Mark Rothko, may have inspired Today's NaArt, just a bit.

I'm sorry I didn't rave about it while it was running, but here is a multi-media, interactive, website that hits the series' main points (and it's fairy gentle on broadband, too, considering):

http://www.pbs.org/wnet/powerofart/

I woke up at the ridiculously early hour of 6 am. And so I caught an old episode of Mister Rogers' Neighborhood. And what was Mister Rogers talking about today, Internet Neighbor? Why, all the different ways you can share what's inside you through art -- whether it's with a dance, or a painting, or a poem, or clay...

It's a conspiracy of the Universe, I tells ya!! :-)

o_O ,,, um... WTF was that?

So... I'm sitting here, not doin' much, except playing Bubble Bees. When all of a sudden, just now, I hear a brief, almost frantic scratching that sounds like claws scratching on the outside of my office window.

Maybe it was one of these little guys.