Oops

Okay, so I forgot-- well didn't forget, just neglected-- to post yesterday. I guess I'll have to do two posts today. My friend and art student extraodinaire Colleen brought me several books she thought I would enjoy as my introduction to the world of graphic novelist: Craig Thompson's "Carnet de Voyage," Jeff Smith's epic "Bone," Katsuhior Otomo's "Domu: A Child's Dream," and Julie Doucet's "My Most Secret Desire." I'm particularly enjoying Thompson's book because it chronicles his three months of travels through Europe and Morocco. I'm impressed with sheer amount of work he puts out each day but I wonder if he experiences the same paradox I face when I travel; that sometimes the documentation, either photography, journaling, or drawing, becomes the priority and you no longer have time to have the experiences worth documenting.

I'm also reading a book I picked out randomly from the library, "Scupltures: Africa Asia Oceania Americas." It's exactly what I'm interested in right now, non-western art forms, and goes into great detail about the function and cultural history of each object. And then I discovered the the book was published by the Musee de quai Branly, the anthropology museum that I became obsessed with while visiting this past December. Fate?