It took me two days to notice you had signed the guest-list I wonder how long it took before you noticed I wrote about it Eh. Me with my damn press releases, you probably knew before I did. So I’m up late listening to Misplaced Childhood This was the anthem of my desperation in late teens This and Clutching was where I learned to write Now I’m up late dropping names and listening to The Pixies Next is me… We set the alarm for 3 A.M. It was the night of the eclipse. We were supposed to be able to see it clearly So we woke up and went outside I had to put my pants on We got the camera and I took a picture of the moon in our shadow It was red and I knew a flash would cause light pollution I held it as still as I could We stood outside and took more pictures And after we got our fill, we went back to bed and crashed to sleep Tonight I had a beer with Indian food and other herbal medicines It was time for me to edit some recent photos and I uploaded everything Started my regular cropping regime from the last show (photography by Tracy Camparone) and I came across the picture I took of the eclipse I cropped it and crossed my eyes and I swear there’s someone looking down at me from the sky I’ve seen faces in walls since I was a kid There’s always someone standing just on the other side But rarely does the man in the sky just look down at you And let you take his picture Take a look and see if you see someone looking back at you… It’s the first picture in the EYES gallery…