Sunday, March 7, 2010
|There is a place where the sidewalk ends|
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
You’d think since I live with him, share the same bed, wash his underwear, even went half on a baby with him, I’d be on the up and up on his latest projects. Well, I am, most, always the last one to know. Which again was the case with his latest project…
Apparently, the web caught wind of his new project, which apparently is inventing the hip-hop comic book remix and making hip hop cool again. Special shout out to Music Nerdery, for not only recognizing my husbands talent, but his ability to make people laugh out loud.
I may not completely understand, the album/comic collabo, but I can appreciate the illustrations & his artistry. What makes him even more amazing is his ability to crank these illustrations out, all while being a completely hands on daddy & an amazing husband.