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The next time I fail to answer my cell phone I just might be here . 2.2MB QT
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Monday, April 24, 2006
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Waited for the download (3 minutes) and all I got was a blank screen. (Top line said quicktime object)
Comment by rakkity — April 24, 2006 @ 9:27 pm
I didn’t have to wait (high speed), but something flashed and then a broken or torn quicktime logo appeared. Would love to know where you are.
Comment by Jennifer — April 24, 2006 @ 9:33 pm
It appears to need ‘BicycleBuiltForTwo.mov’. Do you use Gallery for photos?
Comment by Freddie — April 24, 2006 @ 10:44 pm
Didn’t work for me either…. Opened in the browswer, I had rakkity’s problem. Saved to the desktop and opened from there, I had Freddie’s.
Comment by pesky godson — April 25, 2006 @ 1:00 am
It might work now but it’s no longer dialup size.
Comment by michael — April 25, 2006 @ 9:00 am
Works great for me now.
Bravo! What a great little movie. Somewhere my Dad is staring at a computer with his mouth open going “how did he do that??”
Comment by pesky godson — April 25, 2006 @ 9:27 am
Clever rebound off this art, very. And I too would like to know “how he did that.”
Great call, Adam and Dan.
Heroic detour for Michael, who added on more psychosis inducing sleep deprivation, but made the results ALL worthwhile.
Comment by pohaku — April 25, 2006 @ 3:07 pm
Straight out of Mary Poppins (the BOOKS by P.L.Travers, not the movie). Nicely done. By why would you want to be there?
Comment by Jennifer — April 25, 2006 @ 4:59 pm
Top drawer; well worth the wait!
Comment by FierceBaby — April 25, 2006 @ 5:16 pm
Better than the best I’d hoped for! So glad you took the detour (despite your 2:50 a.m. arrival home … ), and so glad it was findable (and real!). But where are the local children of whom you spoke?
Comment by adam — April 25, 2006 @ 8:09 pm
Jennifer, we (Diane and Carolyn Forche) missed you tonight. Isn’t listening to poetry somewhat like slipping into someone else’s reality? I wouldn’t want to find myself in one of Carolyn’s poems, but Grohe has my world spread around Ohio .
Adam, the town was findable thanks to you, and the building art happened to be on or near main street, but I’d say luck more than anything allowed me to drift in the right direction. Entering Bucyrus is not unlike driving into Millinocket. There are a whole lot of roads from which to choose. I knew I could always ask someone, but I was happy I didn’t have to.
The three boys will appear along with the second Grohe building in my next movie.
Comment by michael — April 25, 2006 @ 8:35 pm
Google trompe l’oeil bucyrus (try to say that with a mouth full of pizza), and you can read all about it.
Thank you Michael Through-the-Looking-Glass Miller. It was well worth the 5 min wait. And the underground cicadas that live around our phone line loved it too.
Comment by rakkity — April 25, 2006 @ 9:56 pm
I have absolutely no idea what this means: “Jennifer, we (Diane and Carolyn Forche) missed you tonight.” Talk about slipping into someone else’s reality. (And already I couldn’t sleep.)
Comment by Jennifer — April 25, 2006 @ 11:38 pm
This year’s Robert Creely Award wining poet. Diane recalls that you caught Grace Paley with us three years ago.
Five minutes…I wondered how long and even if you’d try.
Comment by michael — April 26, 2006 @ 1:53 am
Five minutes is nothing. I remember back in the 18K modem days when I’d start a download and come back after dinner or the next morning to retrieve the electronic bundle.
Comment by rakkity — April 26, 2006 @ 8:34 am
FiOS 15 Mbps: 10 seconds to download.
Phenomenal, Mr. Miller….
a) That you’d actually detour from a 19 hour drive to go there
b) How you blended yourslef into that improbably beautiful mural-world
c) How you rendered this experience, complete with the tune that I unconsciously hum when I’m happy.
Incredible. Art squared.
Comment by smiling Dan — April 27, 2006 @ 8:54 pm
“That you’d actually detour from a 19 hour drive to go there.”
Email from Dan while I was in Indiana:
“Mike, could you stop by Bucyrus OH on your way home and find out if these murals are for real?  I find myself unable to suspend skepticism…”
And, Dan, how could I not use “your” song? It reminds me of the old days when you too were part of the camping group.
Comment by michael — April 28, 2006 @ 5:27 am
Michael, on further reflection, I don’t believe you anymore than I believe those murals…and that last scene proves my point.
Would you mind driving Adam and me back there on the weekend?
Comment by smiling Dan — April 28, 2006 @ 7:19 am
I keep going back to this little movie. Makes me smile. Enough to spur me to go to a Bucyrus website. There I made an interesting discovery. Not only did Michael enter the mural near the end of the piece, but sometime earlier he conjured up the bench on the green so he’d have somewhere to sit when he got there. Really wonderful attention to detail, Mikey.
Comment by FierceBaby — April 28, 2006 @ 5:38 pm
What a funny way to put it: “…so he’d have somewhere to sit when he got there.”
Comment by michael — April 28, 2006 @ 7:31 pm