election day

some shots from my wait in line to vote. I felt that the line moved much faster than the line at a an airport to get through homeland security. I was surprised how much the wait didn’t bother me or the people around me and was even more pleasantly surprised that no one was talking about politics in the line to vote, that would have been a real downer

free coffee, free donuts, free cupcake, and finally less of an embarrassment about being an American in a global world. I have felt a small bit of the excitement and possibility of being an American artist that was taken away during September 11th restored on November 4th. If September 11th sent me inward and sparked off years of doubt and confusion about what if any significance art has beyond the studio environment, November 4th will make me wonder what a little community organizing could accomplish in my corner of the art world. I was moved to tears by both McCain’s and Obama’s speeches last night. It actually left me wondering if it is true that all the people need is a cause to believe in. also in the back of my mind i wondered Do Corrupt men seek power or does power corrupt men?