Jules: Here’s what I highly recommend you do right now: Click here on the web site of the photographer we’re featuring today, and turn it up, man. For serious, crank it. To eleven even. Get your groove on. Don’t you just love that tune-age? I mean, the web site is beautiful and designed like nobody’s business, but the addition of that funky groove really gets me. Most of the time, if I visit a web site and the song won’t go away, even when I click on a new link, I want to hurl something across the room, but not with that groove. Be still my hips, that makes me dance all over the room.
And that would be the web site of a friend and former Knoxville colleague of mine (as in, that first career I haven’t visited in a while, sign language interpreting), Mr. Jeffrey Levi Palmer. Jeff is also a photographer, and his work makes me spew forth many superlatives. He’s really talented with the camera, not to mention a terrifically friendly, inordinately smart guy. And this morning—taking a break from illustration—we’re going to feature some of Jeff’s photography.
These are a collection of photos—some new—that Jeff describes as some Fall photography (at least back when I was asking him about doing this, Fall was still fledgling) and some from his recent travels. Jeff’s latest photography news is that one of his photos was chosen for Knoxville’s Arts & Culture Alliance 2008 National Juried Exhibition, the second year in a row one of his photographs has been chosen for this competitive show. This year the jurors selected only forty-five works of art from two hundred submissions by artists in five states. (Categories include: Painting, Graphic Art, 3D, and Photography.) Congratulations, Jeff!
Jeff also just found out on Friday that he passed what is called the NIC, or the national certification test for sign language interpreters provided by the Registry of Interpreters for the Deaf and the National Association of the Deaf. Translated: It’s a big deal, and congrats to him!
I thank Jeff kindly for stopping by and sharing this morning. Sit back and enjoy. (Oh, and to any and all readers, now and forevermore: Be cool and remember all rights reserved, all photos © Jeffrey Palmer and all that good stuff. Thanks.)
And for those who know well the beauty of East Tennessee (Eisha, Sara, Zoë, who else am I missing?), these mountains are for you . . .
Thanks again to Jeff . . . There are way more of his photos at the aforementioned groovin’ site.
As a reminder, our 7 Kicks posts are the weekly meeting ground for taking some time to reflect on Seven(ish) Exceptionally Fabulous, Beautiful, Interesting, Hilarious, or Otherwise Positive Noteworthy Things from the past week—whether book-related or not—that happened to you.
3). This week I read the two best descriptions EVER of our blog, with all due respect to anyone else who has ever done a shout-out to us before. One is here from Little Willow, and I love it, because she mentions the friendship between me and Eisha. And then…
4). Minh at Bottom Shelf Books up and wrote this about us:
Like the storm in the Wizard of Oz, the ladies at 7-Imp hit your dull world like a tornado and suddenly the whole world is more colorful… if also disturbingly surreal and with the occasional flying monkey attack.
HOO HA! Those pesky flying monkeys…That comes from here, in which Minh also did a fine, fine job of nailing some of our other favorite blogs. My favorite part is the Cartoon Network AquaFortis & TadMack bit. I’d watch that show.
5). A comment I left inspired a post about ASL over at JES’ (John’s) blog. How neat is that? And John found a lovely ASL poem I’ve never seen before.
6). I’ve been looking for a good novel (in the realm of adult fiction, that is) to really hook me, and I’ve gone through a handful of titles which I just flat-out gave up on and chucked mid-way through. But a friend recommended Lionel Shriver to me, and—while waiting on We Need to Talk About Kevin, which she insists I read—I’m reading The Post-Birthday World, and I can’t put it down. Score. Finally.
7). A tale of such carnage (and frightening trees and animals-who-are-poor-and-in-jail and baby-eating crocodiles and suicidal, allergic hippos and rings that kill witches and Other Things Going Amiss) was never so freakin’ CUTE. As the post from which this comes states, if you can watch this without smiling, you’re broken. Thanks to Robin Smith for the link:
Bonus Kick: Re-discovering my Squirrel Nut Zippers CDs after hearing they’ve re-grouped and are touring again.
You know… it’s been one of those weeks for me. There were kicks, but they were mostly of the “it sucked, but it could have been worse” variety. For example:
1* My husband flew off for Round 2 of Design Job in Seoul Friday. His flight was a three-parter, and the main one, from Detroit to Tokyo, was delayed for hours due to a plane maintenance issue. He ended up missing his third flight, from Tokyo to Seoul, and had to stay in Tokyo overnight. The kick: at least they put him up in a hotel and gave him a free meal voucher, so he didn’t have to sleep in the Narita airport. And hey, I’m glad they caught the problem before takeoff and he didn’t fly in a plane with a faulty cargo door.
2* The whole week he was frantically trying to prepare for the trip, running errands to buy plug-adapters and stuff. As a consequence, he had the car most evenings and I didn’t get a chance to go grocery shopping. The kick: we compensated by ordering take-out three times this week.
3* He was also starting to worry that he might be getting sick, which is never fun, but this week the timing would have presented a logistical nightmare. The kick: one of those take-out nights was for Chinese food, because he always wants egg drop soup when he’s sick. I just about always want Asian food of some kind anyway, so I was happy. And at least as of Friday, the cold never materialized.
4* Poor Jules and her whole family DID get sick, and had that nasty stomach bug all last week. The kick: they’re all better now. And Jules is back with a vengeance, with that excellent illustrator feature on Isabelle Arsenault, which made me swoon, and that beautiful Poetry Friday post on Marie Howe. Really good stuff.
5* The smoke detector in our apartment building went off around 10:30 Thursday night, in the midst of B.’s packing frenzy, and we all had to go outside and wait for the fire trucks — yup, just like a school fire drill. The kick: it wasn’t a real fire, and at least it wasn’t really cold or raining or anything. Plus we got to say hey to our neighbors. It was almost like a mini-pajama party.
Then there are pure pleasure kicks, caveat-free kicks, like…
6* All those great things that Jules posted about: that adorable child storyteller, and Jeffrey Palmer’s photography making me homesick, plus that fabulous song on his website, and those lovely mentions we got from Little Willow and Minh Le (thanks!)… excellent!
7* One of the funniest things I’ve run across in a long time: a website featuring 30-second animated adaptations of your favorite films… starring bunnies. Oh yes. It’s 30-Second Bunnies Theatre, by Angry Alien Productions. My favorites so far are probably Fight Club, Reservoir Dogs (unbleeped), Pulp Fiction, and It’s a Wonderful Life, but I’m still working through them all.
7.5* Oh, and a bonus kick: GIRL SCOUT COOKIES. My favorite time of year. I’ve got two boxes of the-cookie-formerly-known-as-Samoas (now unfathomably called Caramel deLites - can anyone explain why they changed it? What’s wrong with Samoas?) already, and two more on the way, and they are ALL MINE.
So, how ’bout you, Dear Readers? Any kicks you’d like to share? We’d love to hear about it…