Encounter #136: cinema is a dissolve of (more) white in on white

And it's funny. Yes, DL, I get it: I'm seeing it. Thanks. You're hilarious and beautiful. There's so much whiteness it had to reach the night. --RWK [via d-kaz]

Encounter #135: Wild Whites

Now for a Diva (or three) via Martha:

Even if you don't really like Stevie Nicks, just watch this video. The singing's spontaneous, the white greecian wear is out in full force, the entourage is in place, and the hair's blowin' in the wind--she's just compelled to be a Diva here. Her voice comes through a huge noisy room, through the shitty camcorder, through the internet and it sounds pitch perfect.

My affinity for Fleetwood Mac has grown by leaps and bounds in the last year and this is just the latest bit to bolster that snowballing... Her voice hurts, kinda. --RWK

No Capes #10: Dean

No Capes #9: Agee

No Capes #8: Wittgenstein

Encounter #134: Sun San Melt Francisco

Just saw this image in this latest BLDGBLOG post, stolen from this flickr user and I had to share it here. The light in California sure is different. I miss that in a different way than I miss the vegetables. --RWK