"At least we knocked over the Sunsphere..."
We arrive in Knoxville after Johnson City, not only that but we drove in the snow to get here, yea... snow. I didn't even bring a pair of socks let alone a coat for snow.
This is my mother's house.
The puppies, one is evil and one is good... but which one...
(Polly Ann and Emmy Lou)... I identify with Emmy most
Holy shit its snowing! Mom! Take my picture!
that's her, always making us up a storm of organic food.
Her she is playing a large metal bass at the base of the sunsphere... this was a reoccuring theme in knoxville. (my momma actually does play upright bass)
During the day, Patrick and I went walking around downtown, just across the river from my mom's house. Knoxville is kind of a strange town... all the towns are strange i guess. Knoxville promotes and supports the arts and the eccentric. Lots of music venues, (larger ones mostly, Bob Dylan always plays here), but for some reason, I still can't get a gig here, which is ridiculous since I always come here too to see my mum. Anyways, there is amazing street art, which is most important to document:
yea, you better believe its art:
why haven't i thought of this yet?
are you seeing this detail? someone stood on the street and went through like 7 sharpies.
this is an icon in Knoxville, its on some kind of electric box near old town, i always photograph it. make sure when you come to knoxville you pay homage.