I painted the hands on the clock... and now it wakes me up

5:19

Friday afternoon I made one last attempt to capture with my camera the “Navasota Sparkles” as they passed over my new mural. I have become fascinated with what some very reflective windows across the alley in cooperation with the changing sun do to the artwork. I had discovered that the last sparkle that starts with Blind Willie Johnson around 3:30 migrates and centers (more or less) over the beer clock by Tom Shaw at approximately 5:19. So I painted the hands on the clock accordingly. That was pretty neat I thought. 

Then when I woke up early this morning, my head full of profound experiences from an especially exciting weekend, my fingers itching to type them out. I lay there wondering whether I should roll over or get up and write. Which would it be? Soon  I obediently hopped out of bed and glanced at the clock. It was 5:19.

So here we go, whatever that means.

Profound may be an understatement for my experiences, but since I easily dance on the precipice of overstatement, I will have to try to control myself and allow you to judge for yourself. Here is the thing- I am fortunate enough to get to follow stories, much like a hunter after prey, as they unfold, partly because I have studied history and have learned how to transect with it… and partly because, as I have often observed, I have the gift of finding, and you will see that sometimes I get a lot of help.  Forest Gump has got nothing on me… 

I also write an Art/Entertainment blog for ABC40 Televison in Bryan. ( you can find it @ http://brazosvalleyarts.blogspot.com/ ) and I had way too many choices, in order to cover the numerous prospective art & entertainment stories unfolding in the Brazos Valley this past weekend. I really had no idea which ones were the best material for that blog, but I had to make a decision. I had started an article, yet unpublished,  about our local music venues, and so I chose two on Friday night. The Lakeside Ice House on Lake Bryan sounded perfect on such a beautiful evening, and my friend Randy Pavlock was playing there. Done deal! Maybe one day we can put him up on the wall... 

Unfortunately most of the artists had to die first... But my blog ended up with much better news for Randy... as you can read in the ABC blog called BrazoSphere.