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Brother, I Can See Your Skull.

Brother, I Can See Your Skull. - The Coreyshead Blog

Why I Quit Facebook
(for less than a month)

June 17th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Facebook

I’ve long had a love/hate relationship with the internet.

When I find some part of it inspiring or useful in a constructive fashion, I love it. When I find myself just sopping up its fatty gravy, I hate it. The problem is realizing which is which while online …

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#35 At the Bunkers

June 13th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

At the Bunkers

Fort Worden State Park, Port Townsend, WA.

Usually, I hate graffiti. In that vein, I’m not all that thrilled with this – it’s not about the art, it’s about the placement. I have the same issue with tattoos.

In any case, I liked the execution of this, if not the location of the canvas.

I Never Graduated …

June 10th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

I Never Graduated Kindergarten

I never graduated from preschool. I never graduated from kindergarten. I didn’t graduate from any of the elementary school grades.

Back when and where I went to school, after your sixth grade year, you attended “junior high school,” not “middle school.” I made the transition from grade school to junior high but … I didn’t graduate.

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The Corey Fire Hydrant

June 6th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Open The Corey

A couple of years back, a friend sent me a picture message on my phone of a Corey fire hydrant. The top had “The Corey” cast in relief upon it. I was intrigued. I’d never seen or heard of such a thing. He’s sent me an image of another, since.

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The Worms

June 3rd, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

The Worms - short fiction by Corey A. Edwards

“Esther discovers a worm on an old, hated quilt … and then the world.”

 
The Worms first entered into what you and I would think of as reality through a quasar catalogued as 3C 279. Quasar 3C 279 does not exist for this purpose nor had it been used so prior; it was just handy at the time.
A mere handful of pinkish-gray, banded, larval forms, no more than two centimeters in length, The Worms are more appropriately referred to in the singular for, despite the apparent lack of connection between bodies, “they” are “it” far more than “it” is “they”.

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Images from an Anacortes Antiques Shop

May 30th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Ape Tin

 

Halt!Broken Eye

 

BeanyLook

Lost and Foundry – Pt. 2
I, Patineur

May 27th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

hiding behind my beloved turbo-torch

(Part 1 of “Lost and Foundry” can be found here)

The longer I worked at the foundry, the farther I rose up in ranks – whether I wanted to or not – and it wasn’t just because of my abilities.

First there was the appointment to head of Monument Sprue, a change that mainly involved me going to lots of pointless meetings and wandering around the foundry with a clipboard, talking to friends – not because it was part of the job but because the position and clipboard gave me the excuse and camouflage to do so. Then they allowed me to move to patina and, in short order, made me head of that department.

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#34 – Jimbo, Dokuro, & Haino

May 23rd, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Jimbo Dokuro & Haino

My friend, Jim, nabbed me this cool, old, glass, skull snow-globe thing and brought it up on one of his infrequent but always welcome visits.

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Lost and Foundry – Pt. 1
All Sprued Up

May 20th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

pointing out the obvious in wax sprue

In the mid 90’s I found myself in a very precarious position: the husband in a married team of new parents, unexpectedly locked out of their business by their silent partners for suspicion of embezzlement.

While this presents a story all on its own, suffice it to say that our business partner’s accusations were eventually discovered to be unfounded (the butler did it) but the damage was done and, in the meantime, I needed work!

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#33 – Citipati Thangka

May 16th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Citipati Thangka

Citipati (“two skeletons – charnel lords)

In Tibetan Buddhism, the Citipati, a pair of intertwined, ecstatically dancing, male and female skeletons, are ascetics who were so lost in meditation that they they were robbed and beheaded by a thief without ever coming out of their trance.

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Sound –
Hey, That’s Not What I Ordered! – Pleasureboaters

May 13th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Neumos

It’s November, 2007 and at my suggestion, my 12 year-old daughter, Mel, is busy shoving wads of toilet paper into her ear canals.

It’s her first rock concert, you see, and we’ve already walked 20+ blocks from the ferry terminal in downtown Seattle to a place called “Neumos” and here I went and forgot the earplugs.

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Taking You Out for a Spin

May 9th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

This Immortal Coil clear vinyl patterns

I’ve really been enjoying my record collection now that I have a new turntable (a Pro-Ject Debut Carbon – incredible value for the price) and, from time to time, have encountered a few aspects of listening to rekkids that you just don’t get with any other medium – especially with the now ubiquitous digital files!

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“for after the divorce”

May 6th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Poking about my “writings” folder, I discovered this piece entitled “for after the divorce,” written circa 2006. Intrigued I read it and was stunned by both its honesty and darkness. I knew I wanted to share it but I wasn’t sure why and so I mothballed it again until I understood the urge. There are some uncomfortable moments here and so much has changed in my life – all for the better! – why dredge up the clotted ichor of the past?

I eventually realized that the urge to share it had to do with the realization that we are so often capable of pulling ourselves out of the deepest and darkest places. Very shortly after this was written – a few months or more – I started that elusive career and, though my marriage did fall apart and even harder times were to come, it was an adventure that has led me to the amazing place I am now.

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#32 – Social Media

May 2nd, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Social Media

Corpocopia

April 29th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Corpocopia by Corey A. Edwards

Gregg discovers it’s what’s inside that matters … but it’s up to Emmy to clean up the mess.

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Sound –
My First Pop Record: Blondie – “Parallel Lines”

April 22nd, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

In early spring of this year, I returned to my hometown for a short visit with family and friends. During the visit, I managed to collect two recordings of my youth, one of which is the first, full-length, pop-music album I ever purchased: Blondie’s “Parallel Lines.”

Blondie - Parallel LinesBlondie - Parallel Lines

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POINK! Spring-Loaded, Japanese Robot Fists!

April 18th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Poink! Spring-Loaded, Japanese Robot Fists!

Goofing around with the detail collage for my post on the “Instrucciones” poster inspired me to create a few fun (and totally stupid) products utilizing an iconic graphic from one of the instruction sheets: a spring-loaded, Japanese robot fist flying through the air!

I dunno about you but I’m definitely getting one of the shirts

Poink! Spring-Loaded, Japanese Robot Fists!

http://www.cafepress.com/coreyshead – Enjoy!

Sound –
Werner Müller and His Orchestra – “Percussion In The Sky”

April 15th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

In early spring of this year, I returned to my hometown for a short visit with family and friends. During the visit, I managed to collect two recordings of my youth, one of which is the album I can pinpoint as having been instrumental (*snicker*) in awakening my interest in sound.

Werner Müller and His Orchestra - Percussion In The SkyWerner Müller and His Orchestra - Percussion In The Sky

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Slasher Astronaut

April 11th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Slasher Astronaut

We received a big tub of cast-off toys for the boys from their grandparents and, going through it to see what to keep for them and what to send off to either Goodwill or the big toybox in the sky, I ran across what I am now referring to as “Slasher Astronaut.”

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