Eh...my turn again. I'm going to point you back to my October drawing/poem since I didn't get any reactions and I'm curious. Bob, hopefully I can react to your song soon. Things just got crazy with the arrival of Grace, but the art must go on!
No, we don't make brains. But we do make. The idea is simple.
Part 1 Each month we put up an artistic catalyst. It can be any type. auditory, visual, oral, tactile...it may be some of our original work, or some art that we admire.
Part 2 Over the course of the month, we, and any other artists who want to join in, create a reaction to the catalyst. Again, the reactions may be in any art form.
Right now, Brainco is three best friends who once spread their slow-cooked art across Northern Utah, but now live across the country. We decided it was time to do some more making, and we'd be glad to have you join in...
A muggy Sunday, I ran into an old friend. Wiping sweat from my brow we began talking about the days and asking where everyone went. Cars honked as it struck me then that you're no longer friends if every conversation begins with "remember when..."
If archaeologists unearthed a chunk of St. Christopher's fossilized turd would people begin to worship it treat it like a relic? Would they call it holy sh*t? Father how many sins would it forgive if we sold it for indulgences? And reverend how many offerings could we get if we hyped up its healing prowess?
On the tv a syndicated preacher wearing an Bad Religion t-shirt hate-monger comedians led by Maher talking heads saying Mohammad's an agent of terror an angry pastor screaming Smith was a fraud too many saying Darwin's an anti-Christ or a God. There's science sans religion and religion sans science and being friends with homosexuals without joining an alliance. But I'm just too pious. Just too pious.