I may regret this later, but I recorded a couple of my old spoken word peices from years ago. The first is Crow’s Flight, the second is called Catalyst. I’m surprised I still have these memorized, and I hope to get some better recordings of them sometime. If you are interested in hearing the low-fi [...]
Posted in Poetry | Also tagged spoken word |

I don’t really know if this is a male or female beetle, but I sure can relate to him anyway. I actually found this little guy on my bathroom floor. He was upside down, playing dead apparently. I picked him up with some tissue, and he still lay lifeless. I decided to take him outside [...]
Posted in Digital Bug Box | Also tagged beetle |
By Able | January 7, 2009
A song I wrote inspired by old spirituals. Recorded it out in the woods, but every time I hit record before playing a song my voice gets a little high. I get a bit nervous even though no one is around. Something I’ll just have to live with, I guess. Lyrics: I’m going up to [...]
Posted in Blog | Also tagged Animation, music |
I have a secret dream of hosting a cooking show. Julia and I enjoyed our three-day Memorial Day weekend camping in Linville Gorge. We could not have had better weather while we were there, and we took advantage of every minute of it. One of the best things about camping is waking up in wilderness, [...]
Posted in Blog | Also tagged camping, Linville Falls |

The only guitar I have ever bought. It’s true. I’ve been playing guitar for over 10 years now, (although you might not be able to tell) and I have luckily never had to buy a guitar. Last September, on a visit to Asheville during a Newfangled work retreat, I came across this beauty in an [...]
Here’s a story about the millions of dollars I made on the internet… I made this video in 2004(?). Music by Glenn Gould playing Bach.
By Able | February 1, 2008

I was invited to create this installation at Emmaus Way in Durham. Over the course of Advent, I worked in a make-shift studio space in one of the storefront windows on Saturdays and Sunday evenings during church meetings. Each week the pieces would change and become more detailed, and since I was working in public [...]