My Yom Kippur was very hectic – I compressed this year’s atonement into a few hours this morning. Then for the afternoon, I headed over to the softpixel/ruori megalab to convert snack foods into mental energy and mental energy into a set of chaotic probability-driven sonatas for three theremin-like light-sensing instruments we’re almost done building.
So I guess I sacrificed my sacrifice for my art.
bbinkovitz watches rvance paint the lawn:
smokris plays the lightflower:
a man with a copper beard shaves at our table:
ultra!
