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Showing posts with label Utah. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Utah. Show all posts

Monday, June 27, 2011

Utah Arts Festival Team Poetry Slam, part one

The old Utah State House where the 2011 Utah Arts Festival tooks place.

The Big Mouth Cafe slam stage.

Brian Frandsen, the calibration poet.

Dave McShield, the shirtless host.

Gray Brian with the first poem of the first round, a beautiful poem about reversing time. Set the stage for the whole rest of the slam.

Adam Love, left, and Nick Shifrar Team 801 Underground, the Salt Lake City pickup team.

Cheryl Maddalena with her "MILF" poem. She is a beautiful human being. It clearly says so on her left arm in 200pt Times New Roman.
Brenda Ray, team Boise

Salt City Slam performing Jesse Parent's "I Am Legion" poem about his mother's multiple personality discover. This is the piece that fucked my ears with its brilliance. The poets are Parent, left, Cody Winger, DeAnn Emett and Gary Brian.


Slam NUBA, featuring Brando Chemtrails, left, Ayinde Russell (behind Brando), Dominique Christina Ashaheed, Theo Wilson and Jovan Mays.

Leah Cronen from Team Boise

Saturday, June 25, 2011

Utah Arts Festival Team Poetry Slam, pre-slam trip and preparation.

A prairie dog across the road from our motel in Parowan, Utah.

The creek across the road.

The Aladdin Theatre in Parowan, adjacent to the diner where we had breakfast.

The Klute, left, Lauren Perry and Aaron Johnson smoking a morning cigarette in front of a quaint house in Parowan.

A vintage mural advertisement Lauren found.

A 1941 Buick near the gas station in Cedar City.

Aaron in our swanky Marriott room, compliments of Jesse Parent and the Utah Arts Festival. Note the bottle of Jameson we bought before crossing the border into Utah.

The bathroom.

Welcome to Utah, here's your Book o' Mormon.

Enjoying the third story view overlooking downtown Salt Lake City.
The Utah Arts Festival Team Poetry Slam starts at the Big Mouth Cafe Stage in downtown Salt Lake City at 7:30 p.m.

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Sarrah is gone ...


Sarrah at Johnnie's Cafe, 433 1st Ave. S., Glasgow, Mont. Sarrah and I had gone to Fort Peck Dam, a massive which is the largest hydraulically filled dam in the United States.
Authorized by President Franklin D. Roosevelt in 1933, construction of Fort Peck Dam employed over 11,000 workers at its peak in 1939, one of whom was my great-grandfather.
The dam, named for a 19th-century trading post, was completed in 1940, and began generating electricity in July 1943. The dam created Fort Peck Lake, the fifth largest lake in the U.S.
Sarrah and I also have an unnatural obsession with dinosaurs. Just down the way from the dam power stations is a dinosaur museum, which we spent hours in. The tour of the dam power stations only happened because a tour guide asked if we wanted to see it.
On our way back to Opheim, we stopped at Johnnie's.


This is definitely my favorite photograph of Sarrah. I have an 8x10 print of it up in my room. After two weeks in Montana, we were on our last, long drive home. The drive from Livingston, Mont., through Idaho and into southern Utah we talked a lot about us and our friendship. We had a great time on the drive. We also listened to a biography of Abraham Lincoln on tape.
As we got into southern Utah, I made a detour into a national park, thinking we could cut through and head south to Page, Ariz., rather than drive through Colorado City, Ariz., and the Mormon fundamentalist cult area, but there was a fee at the gate, so we had to turn back. We stopped to shoot the sunset and I shot this of Sarrah. She looks elated.