I have commented before how remarkable it is that I still love what I do after all these years. There are people I have worked with for dozens of years and some I have only come to know more recently. Looking at it as a whole, it starts to feel like family to me. I once read in an assessment of my temperament type that for an ENFJ there is no such thing as a "business relationship." Yeah, I can definitely see that.

Today my friends Kim and Rosemary and I visited the Nasher Art Museum at Duke University to catch a couple of exhibits I have been meaning to see.

The Vorticists: Rebel Artists in London and New York, 1914–18

The Vorticists were a group of artists, sculptors and writers whose work dates from just before the outbreak of WWI. Though the samples are now about 100 years old, they still felt edgy and daring, determined and smart. The name of the movement was coined by their literary leader, Ezra Pound, in 1913 to emphasize the intensity their avant garde impact was bound to exert. Here is The Mud Bath by David Bomberg, c.1914.

The other exhibit was a tribute to the vinyl record album.

The Record: Contemporary Art and Vinyl

I am not certain what I was expecting, but what I wasn't expecting was to see an old album cover from a group I used to sing with back in the '70s. Here is a photo of part of the work and the explanation provided by the artists. Of all the millions of cover designs that might have popped up in a tribute to vinyl album covers, Arise and Shine by Israelight (featured in the upper right) was a long shot, indeed.

I am not sure if the artist understood that Israelight actually WAS a real (not "fictive") music group, but no matter. For me it was such a shock to see this image on a December 2010 afternoon in Durham, NC, 35 years later. Many vivid memories and "whatever happened to's" flooded my mind for the rest of the afternoon. Cynthia. Toby. Greg. Joel. Janie. We went our separate ways after working together to create beautiful music and traveling thousands of companionable miles.

Today we were all young once again with everything about to unfold before us.