so, i have some really talented friends who publish on online magazine called take the handle. It is released quarterly, includes an impressive melange of multimedia art, and is full of writing that lives up to its tagline, "for thinking rascals everywhere". Needless to say, check it out.
The most recent issue is entitled "the hometown issue", and in it an old friend from my high school daze in rhode island wrote a piece on the tiny little coastal town that he is from - Little Compton. Little Compton was (and still is) small enough to not have a high school of their own, so they bussed their teenagers to the shining beacon of public education that is Middletown High School. That is how i met Ben. Ben's piece on Little Compton, which ends up serving as a vehicle through which he engages in some pretty thoughtful introspection, is wonderful. Truly, reading it i feel myself walking along the beaches on a sunny, crystalline late fall day - every shade of red and brown emanating from leafless shrubs and smooth sand bars, encroaching on the iridescent dark blue of the Sakonnet Inlet. mmm.... there are few things out there that beat november in new england. click on the link above and read read read.
at the top of this post is a picture that i took in little compton last year, along with a sketch of a song that i wrote at about the same time.
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