hi.  i want to remind you about the films i'll be presenting tomorrow.  if you are going to be in rotterdam and are curious about some early films of andy warhol, go to ADA at 7pm.  it will be fun.

ok then, i'll see you at ADA.

best,
jim

hi.  today marleen and i went to the booimans van beuningen to look at carsten holler.  his work, not him.

i mostly liked what i saw, but exhibitions there are sometimes kind of weird.  the space is huge, but the art always manages to look like it belongs someplace else in the space.  i don't know if that is the fault of the institution, the artist, me, or marleen's influence over me.

thank you for your time,
jim  

All I can say is, "Holy Shit!"



That is serious business.

Best,
Jim

recently i have learned that supplies related to 35mm slides are difficult to locate in rotterdam. you may ask why i need supplies related to 35mm slides. my response to you is, "Mind your own business!" it is not your concern if a man wants silver mylar masking tape. i do what i want.

another thing that i recently learned is that trying to find free lodging in tokyo via couchsurfing.com is difficult. either that or marleen and i are scary (okay, if one of us is scary, it is not marleen.). it looks like we're going to have to pay for all of our accommodations. it's not the end of the world, but it may be the end of our savings.

some of you may be wondering why i haven't put any great new photos up since moving to rotterdam. let me address that here. it is because while i have made a few good ones in my time in ro-town, i am not incredibly excited about most of them, and i am not sure how they fit in to the jim turbert photo universe. this is a time of change. long slow change. i'm trying to find my way, yet my way (the way?) has proven to be elusive. look for sweet new jams in june. i think i'll have some good stuff by then. i want to believe.

sincerely,
jim

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sometimes technology baffles me.  sometimes it enrages me.  generally i embrace it, and enjoy manipulating it for my personal use.

that's all i've got for you now.

best,
jim

p.s.  i have yet to see a 3d tv.  my initial thought is that i'm not sure it is necessary.  that was my initial thought about the ipod, too.  that changed when my friend bought one, and i actually used it.  i believe my exact words were, "I need to get one of these."

I’ve always thought of myself as a good judge of character.  I also thoroughly enjoy being right.

When I was a teenager I worked at a resort condo development near my hometown.  Growing up in northwestern Connecticut, I took the lakes and trees for granted, but apparently rich New Yorkers were willing to spend top dollar on shitty little bungalows in Torrington (T-town), CT.  I worked in the recreational lodges there.  We rented out canoes and there were swimming pools.  Working there was a lot of fun, but the residents were often disrespectful to the employees.  They thought of us as bumpkins.  To be fair, we were bumpkins, but that isn’t a good reason to disresect someone, especially a teenager who hasn’t had a chance to go out into the world yet.  Anyway, there were lots of moms with lots of kids, and they would all come to the lodges to swim, eat, socialize, and shit on the employees.  If you’ve spent any time with kids between the ages of 3 and 9, you know that they are little bastards.  Well, these kids were no exception.  They may have been worse after observing and adopting their parents’ sense of entitlement.  I dealt with this by trying to do as little as possible while there, and talking with the residents and their children as infrequently as possible. 

The queen of the social scene at this place was a resident who ran the snack shop in one of the lodges. She was there everyday running her snack shop, and as far as she was concerned, that was the 2^nd most important thing in the world.  The most important thing, and the only thing that could possibly trump the snackbar was her son “Damien.”  I’ve changed his name.  Have you ever seen the movie The Omen?  Well, it’s not a coincidence that I chose the name Damien as his alias.  This kid had a glint of evil, or at least malice in his eyes.  He was a bright kid for his age, and he was well on his way to becoming a master manipulator.  He was mean to the other kids, and I suspect that he used to kill small animals.  I’m not trying to be funny, I truly found this kid disturbing.  Not only were his interactions with the other children anti-social, but he wasn’t much better with his mother.  He lied, hit, stole, you name it.  I know that lots of kids do stuff like this, but sometimes you get a feeling about someone.  I got a feeling about Damien, and I was not alone.  When the employees sat around gossiping about the residents we all agreed that young Damien was the most obnoxious and disturbed little fucker we had ever encountered.  In fact, I asserted that he would grow up to be a date rapist. 

So many years have passed, and for some reason I thought of my old job the other day, and I started googling people I worked with there.  Then I remembered Damien.  When I googled him I found very odd results.  I found six pages of self-promotional blogs and websites, all of them singing his praises and listing his accomplishments.  It was eerie.  Every one of the blogs said the same thing in slightly different words, and there were only one or two entries in each of them.  It wasn’t right.  I immediately thought that it was a cover up of something.  After browsing through six pages, I got to the meat. 

This is from dailynewstribune.com:
"Damien brought merchandise into a fitting room, and broke an ink-filled security tag when he tried to remove it, according to a police report.  ‘(The blue ink) covered his hands and one of the sweaters,’ an officer wrote in the report. ‘Damien ... cleaned his hands with the already damaged sweater and then concealed two shirts in the back of his pants and then exited the fitting room.’  He then received cash back for a sweater he returned, though the sweater did not have the correct price tag on it, according to the report."

Then I found this on the Boston Herald website:
"Bar security told cops the suspect had been swearing at wait staff and threw a glass after being asked to leave Wednesday night, police reported. Cops said the suspect also spat blood at an officer as he was placed in a patrol wagon outside the Commonwealth Avenue bar. Damien was charged with assault and battery with a dangerous weapon, assault and battery on a police officer and disorderly conduct."

Nice.  Rich kids acting out even after they aren’t kids anymore is classic.  It looks to me like he or his parents shelled out a ton of money so someone would bury his police record so he would be able to use his fancy BU business degree to get a high paying job somewhere.  That makes me laugh.  If I was smart enough to realize that all of the bullshit blogs about Damien were covering something up, then any company who doesn’t want to hire a sociopath is going to spot it as well. 

So, it turns out I was right.  He has some issues.  At the end of the day, he’ll probably end up doing alright for himself.  His family has money after all, and he probably has a good job as i write this.  I on the other hand have nothing, and no prospects.   Ah, life. 

Best,
Jim 

hey, remember me?
if you are in rotterdam, you should go to this event at ADA. it's going to be awesome, or boring, or interesting, or not. seriously though, i'm not sure how it's going to go. i'm going to be presenting a bunch of long silent films in which nothing really happens. i think they are interesting and beautiful, but they are kind of boring. you should come, and decide for yourself.

did i mention that marleen and i are going to japan in april? well, we are. that's going to be interesting as well. i'm not exactly sure what we're doing yet, but we will be starting out in tokyo, and going to a few other places after that. i am looking forward to it.

another recent development is that i have given up my hopes of going to school in the netherlands. as of this year, tuition for non-EU students has risen to around €15,000 at most institutions. shit is crazy. for that kind of money, i'll go to school in the US. basically, this means that my formal education is over. i already have a tremendous amount of debt for an education that is considered useless by most employers. i don't need to accumulate more debt so i can effectively make myself more qualified to be unemployed. i feel sad, and defeated, and it's raining. at least i'm going to japan.

so yeah, what are you up to? if you have any suggestions for things to do in japan, please send them along so i can do them.

best,
jim

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sometimes i get obsessed with the idea of starting little projects, and it's all i can think about.  a few months ago, i really want to build up and customize an old schwinn cruiser.  i killed that one in the womb because there are no schwinn cruiser frames in holland, and it is not my goal to spend a fuckload of money shipping an old bike here so i can tinker with it.  my most recent idea is to build a speaker docking system for my iphone.  i hook my pod/phone up to et stereo all the time, but that is in the living room.  i currently have no way to broadcast sonic goodness in  my bedroom.  i want a small speaker system that delivers quality audio and is not ugly.  i looked around on the internet to find a solution to this, but the ones that i like are crazy expensive.  thus, my new obsession began.

I began researching small full range drivers and cabinet designs.  should i vent the cabinet?  should i pack it with sound baffling material?  how should it be amplified?  should i use solid wood or mdf?  these questions and many more have been flowing through my feeble mind, and a solution is beginning to take shape.  i truly enjoy challenges such as this, but it is rather disappointing to learn that it's going to cost almost as much (more in some cases) as it would to buy one of the ones i originally saw on the internet.  to make matters worse, time is not factored into that cost.  i haven't done anything yet, and i've already spent a ton of time thinking, sketching, and researching.  i cannot compete with companies which buy all their parts in bulk, and probably have machines to do much of the assembly.  so, i'm faced with the dilemma; do i take a few weeks to build a homemade cabinet that costs me a lot of time (that i have) and money (that is rather scarce), or do i spend a smaller amount of money and get something that will provide me with decent sound in my bedroom while taking up almost none of my time?

i'll take your responses off the air.

best,
jim

hey gang, happy 2010!  it's going to be a good year.
if you are in the chicago area, you should go to Co Prosperity Sphere tonight.  i won't be there, but one of my photos will be (yes, it's a self-portrait.  no, you haven't seen it before).  there will also be lots of other interesting work for you and your loved ones to look at.  i wish i could be there.  i think it would be tons of fun.

the rotterdam film festival is coming up.  i haven't perused their listings yet, but i look forward to going to a couple of films.  additionally, i will be working at a satellite venue during the festival.  if you are in rotterdam you should check it out.  it sounds like it could be interesting.  >>>  http://www.sculptureinternationalrotterdam.nl/new/index.php?lang=en

marleen and i watched Heathers a few days ago.  i loved that movie when i was a lad.  after watching it again i discovered that i still love it.  it is chock full of darkness and comedy, which are, in my opinion, two great tastes that taste great together.  if you were born in the later portion of the 80s, you may not find it as funny as i do.  likewise, you may not find it funny if you were born in the early portion of the 1900s.  if you don't think murder and high school are funny, you may not enjoy it either, but i am certain that you will react to it in some way.

bye,
jim

hi.  merry christmas.  happy holidays.  i send all of the traditional seasonal wishes to you with respect to your belief system.  if you believe in nothing, i hope you are happy in your nihilism.
you should look at this - http://jtfanclub.com/holiday

unfortunately, i did not take the picture on that page.  i found it on the internet, and used it without permission.
please do not sue me.
i wish i did take it.  it is awesome regardless of whether you prefer santa claus, sinterklaas, saint nick, father christmas or hanukkah harry.
so yeah, have a lovely day.
i'll try to post more, but i've been rather busy for an almost unemployed guy lately.  shit is crazy.  maybe i'll tell you about it later.

warmly (i recently received a holiday greeting that was signed "warmly."  i don't know why, but it creeps me out a bit.),
jim

p.s.  i will be older tomorrow.  wish me luck.  

Check out this video. This is how I spent my day last friday (not this past friday, but the friday before that.). You can see me a few times if you're really looking. I'm on the bottom right between the hours of 10:30 and 17:00. I'm the tall one with beard.  We had to manually change the time on this clock every minute for an entire day, officially making it the least efficient timepiece in the world. It was very fun. If someone asks you to do this, you should say yes.

What else has been going on?  I don't know.  It's all just regular kind of stuff.  Time is passing quite rapidly, and I'm finding it difficult to savor moments.  This time of year is supposed to be "special," but it does not feel special.  It feels regular.  When I think about the upcoming holidays I do not get excited.  They are just regular days.  Maybe I should be visited by a series of spirits who can teach me how to better appreciate the month of December, or perhaps I should try harder.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not feeling Scroogey or Grinchy.  I'm just feeling normal.  Un-festive, if you will.  I'm not trying to convince anyone that they should feel normal.  I am merely reporting on my state of mind.  If you have any suggestions for me to make the season brighter, I will gladly accept them.

Peace out,

Jim    

I took some pictures with a 35mm camera yesterday. I hadn't done that for a long time. It was kind of weird, but I think I could get used to it.

That's all for now.

Best,
Jim

First Oliebal of the Season, originally uploaded by jimturbert.

Richard Visser is voted best oliebollen in Holland almost every year, and his cart is about 100 yards away from my door. I will be fat soon.

My friend Andrew sent me a picture that someone took of him using an iPhone app that mimics the aesthetic of Polaroid integral film. I thought it looked cool, so I bought it, and I am happy I did. It is called ShakeItPhoto. It boosts the contrast, and it saturates and warms things up a little. Also, it uses a mask to darken the borders a bit giving it that low budget strobe look that the kids like.
Besides all that, it makes a Polaroid camera sound after you take the picture, and then you can watch the picture "develop" while shaking it. Shit is dope.

Bestest wishes,
Jim

I went to "work" today, and the guy who was supposed to let me into
the building never showed up. After calling everyone under the sun
(or wet clouds in my case) someone finally came and let me in two
hours later. Keep in mind that today is a blustery rainy day, so I
set everything up, and then busted out the space heater to warm my cold
damp bones. I pointed it at my ass so it would get all toasty. Now I
have a warm butt. I went online on my phone to see if someone owns warmbutt.com

Yeah, someone owns it.

Met vriendelijke groeten,
Jim

I don't remember why, but I bought a bag of orange lentils the other day.  When I brought them home Marleen said, "We already have a bag of orange lentils."  Boy, did I feel dumb.  Yesterday I decided that I was going to do something about our lentil surplus.  Despite the fact that we have four or five cookbooks, I went online to find a recipe.  I discovered a few intriguing possibilities, including soups, lentil pie, and lentil veggie burgers.  I decided to try my hand at lentil veggie burgers, and I must admit that I chose the wrong recipe.  Now I have one and a half bags of orange lentils, and one really big bowl full of lentil veggie burger mix that is rather pasty, and not very exciting to eat.  It was not supposed to be this way.  My lentil veggie burgers were supposed to be delicious.  I must find a way to make them more exciting.  I refuse to throw this horrible mush away. There are children starving in Africa.

I'll keep you posted,
Jim

i have recently (re)discovered that the simple act of taking your motorcycle out can elevate your mood for the rest of the day.  i haven't been riding lately for a few reasons.  1) i don't have anywhere to go.  2) i don't have gas money 3) i don't want to get stranded.
yesterday, i took ole brownie out for the first time in quite awhile, and it was awesome.  unfortunately, i stuck to the city limits of ro-town, but it was still good.  riding in rotterdam is fine, but you have to stop CONSTANTLY.  there are traffic lights and draw bridges and other things that force you to stop EVERYWHERE.  if you could ride continuously for more than 20 feet, you would consider yourself lucky.  seriously though, i'm only exaggerating a little.

best,
jim

this past weekend i went to the noorderlicht photo festival in groningen.  i went there not only because i am a photography enthusiast, but also because one of my images is in a show there.  in general it was a good experience, but i felt kind of weird being there.  first of all, the noorderlicht gallery was generous enough to offer us a hotel room so we could stay overnight.  this was surprising to me since i am such a small part of the show, but i gladly accepted.  when we got to groningen, we checked in, and then went about looking for photo festival people and activities.  that proved to be sort of difficult.  we went to the galleries where things were happening, but i never encountered anyone who was in charge, and i felt like i was in a ghost world watching things happen in the living world around me.  the main exhibit hall was a church, and it was densely populated with fancy photo people with festival badges and the large groups of photo buddies they were hanging around with.  marleen and i were just kind of walking around trying to look at pictures.  we decided to skip out on the festival dinner and get dinner by ourselves because it would have been too awkward to try to ease into the cool kid photo clubhouse.
i'm glad we did that.
after dinner and a lengthy walk around groningen we went back the hotel for a sound sleep.  in the morning there was a package with a festival badge and all kinds of useful festival information at my door.  i really wish i had gotten this package when i checked in.  i think it would have made things a lot easier for me, and i would not have felt so much like an alien.  so…  day two was a little better.  i had my badge, i saw lots of pictures, i got a free catalogue of the show, and felt a little better about everything in the world.  then i went home.

best,
jim

Baby Tooth, originally uploaded by jimturbert.

this is a picture of the baby tooth that i recently i mentioned had come loose in my head. there was not an adult tooth to replace it, so the baby tooth never fell out. i know it looks nasty, but keep in mind that a baby tooth is not designed to last until its host is 33 years old. this one tried very hard to do that, and dentists helped it to last as long as it could. now, i have 27 teeth instead of 28, and a big gap where my upper left 2nd pre-molar should be. fortunately, this gap isn't overly noticeable, but i'd still like to get an implant at some point. for now i'm going to see how it goes without the tooth. chewing can be strange without a tooth there, but it doesn't hurt, and it hasn't prevented me from eating anything yet. i'll keep you posted.

best,
jim

I would like to take this moment to mourn the loss of my in ear headphones. Today I put them in my ears only to discover that the left channel no longer works. I mourn because they were expensive, but mostly because now I find myself using the Apple headphones that came with the iPhone. The Apple headphones are far inferior to my dearly departed Shure in-ears (I don't remember the model name), and  are tinny in comparison. It almost hurt to listen at first. I have a pair of nice big muffy Sony headphones with a long ass curly cord.  They sound great, but they aren't very good for running with.   I'd have to tuck a meter of cord into my pants, and constantly hold the damn things so they would bounce off my head.  Of course, I'd also have to ring the sweat out of the ear muffs after each run as well.  I'm going to have to suck it up until I can afford another pair of quality in-ear sound isolating headphones.  That makes me sad.
For those of you who are happy with your iPhone/iPod headphones, DO NOT BUY A BETTER PAIR or you will be sad when they break.  Ignorance is bliss.

Sincerely,
Jim

hi.  i've been away for awhile, but i'm back now.  i was recently thinking about tone deafness and how how horrible it is.  i can't imagine what it must be like for people to lack the ability to discern the difference between different tones.  i became aware of tone deafness when i was quite young.  i had not started school yet, so i'm guessing that i was around 4 or 5* years old.  i was at the house of one of my parents' friends, and i was talking about the theme from superman and the theme from star wars.  i hadn't seen star wars, but i was familiar with the theme, and i was a huge fan of superman and the superman them.  one of the children of my parents' friends was insisting that the themes from superman and star wars were the same.  i had no idea why someone would think such a thing.  they both have clearly different melodies and themes.  it is true they are similar in that they were composed by the same man, and they are both bombastic and brassy, but they are not the same.  i didn't realize that it was called tone deafness, but i definitely realized that the child i was talking to was at the very least misguided.

best,
jim

*imdb.com says that superman was release in december of 1978.  i was was born in december 1975, so that puts me at around 4 years old at the time of this story.  

I still have a baby tooth.  Due to some genetic malfunction there was not an adult tooth to replace it, and its small baby-toothness has remained in my mouth far longer than it was supposed to.  Finally, the time has come for this baby tooth to fall out.  I was eating muesli the other day, and the baby tooth loosened after I bit down on a nut.  Now the tooth is loose, and I can't leave it alone.  When I was a kid with loose teeth it was the same. I would wiggle the damn things around even though it hurt because it was an enjoyable hurt.  I think that this tooth will find its way out of my mouth within the month, and I do not know if I will miss it.  We've been through a lot together.
I'll let you know how it goes.

Best,
Jim

I know I wrote that the tide was turning the other day, but that is not how I feel now.  I am a bit depressed about my apparent lack of desirability in the eyes of the Dutch people.  If they only knew the power...
I am unhappy and sad.
(sigh)
On a positive note, I made a fine batch of chocolate cookies with white chocolate chips yesterday.  They are both tasty and nice to look at.  On another positive note, Marleen had her contract renewed at work.
Yay.  Everything is awesome.

Yours,
Meneer Turbert

DUTCH LOVE!

Maybe the tide is turning.  I recently discovered that an image of mine was selected to be in the Noorderlicht International Photo Festival!!!  I'm pretty happy about that, especially considering the amount of rejection that I have received from Dutch people lately.  
I'm going to update my resume right now.  After that I may buy a lottery ticket.

Sincerely,
Jim Turbert  

FIELD DAY!!!!!!!!!!
The athletic fields down the street from my house are swarming with children and adult supervisors I can only assume are their teachers. I'm glad to see that field day is an international celebration.
Since my last post, I have re-uploaded many (if not all) of the pictures that I accidentally deleted off of flickr.  I urge you to not use iPhoto's built in upload plugin.  Currently, the free plugin that I used to use doesn't work with the most recent version of iPhoto, but it works well with the older versions if you haven't updated.  It's called FFXporter, and it is awesome. Since it doesn't work on my iPhoto, I've been using a more full featured and effective pay plugin called FlickrExport. I fully endorse both products, but in the end you can't argue with free.
So yeah, I re-upped my pictures, but I haven't updated the links on old blog posts. I'll get to that eventually. I bet you didn't even notice they were gone.
Blah, Blah, Blah.
I still have no job. I get no Dutch love. I may have to go to MacDonald's. Seriously though, I will not be going to MacDonald's. I didn't work there when I was a youngster, and I have no desire to work there now. I'm sure it's a fine place to work, but if I must work in a grease hole, I'm not going to wear a silly uniform. One must draw the line somewhere. I was an extra in a movie last week. That's almost like a job, but it doesn't pay very well, and it only lasts 5 or 6 hours. It was fun, though, and I'd do it again. Unfortunately, most extra jobs are in Amsterdam. As a Rotterdammer, it costs €14 for a day return ticket to Amsterdam, and if you get paid less than a fistful of dollars it is not worth the trip. I did it because I needed to go to Hamsterdam anyway. I met some cool people, and I saw some sweet gear. Like I said before, I'd do it again. With any luck, I won't have to. I should be getting an avalanche of acceptance notices from all the places I applied to so far. Then I will have my pick of the riches that Holland has to offer. I could use some riches.

Sincerely,
Jim

do you use iphoto? do you use flickr? i do, and i just got a little screwed by iphoto's upload to flickr function. i inadvertently erased a ton of my images off of flickr because i was displeased with the way iphoto handled uploading. apple's upload to flickr feature is a slow and painful process by which you drop photos in an RSS linked album in iphoto. then your image automatically goes to flickr. in theory it sounds great, but actually it fucking sucks. it takes a looong ass time just to upload one or two images. i decided that i didn't want to use this method anymore, and i deleted the RSS album from iphoto. now a shit ton of my pictures are gone, and a bunch of photo links (to this blog and others) are now broken. i am very disappointed.

sincerely,
jim

I am looking at xpatjobs.com right now, and I find it sad that the job I am most qualified for is a house cleaning job. Technically, I have no experience in the house cleaning business, but I'm going to assume that a degree and a lifetime of cleaning shit is qualification enough. If I could speak Dutch fluently I could get a sweet job, like "Senior Erection & Installation Manager." Then I could manage and install erections all day long!!!
I seriously saw that posted on monster.nl. Shit is funny.

Sincerely,
Jim

I need a job. It's true. As much as I enjoy not working, I enjoy buying things more. I also enjoy going out to eat a lot, and it is tough to do that if you have no money. So please send me your money, or give me a lucrative and satisfying job that will not make me want to claw my eyes out.
OK
I can't believe it is June. Time goes very quickly these days. Is that because I am old now, or has time somehow sped up? Seriously, I would like to know. Speaking of being old, Marleen ceases to be young next weekend. Now I can officially call her, "My Old Lady." You should send her a congratulatory e-mail for successfully completing her twenties. Her birthday is Saturday the 13th.
Today we went for a bike ride to a "special" grocery store to buy "special" muesli that you can't buy in the normal grocery store. Doesn't that sound like something old people do? Since the store is so far away, we bought 8 packages of the stuff. I think we're set for awhile. Maybe until we die.
Speaking of dying, I saw Terminator last night. It was far better than I expected. There are some nice surprises in the movie, but there are also some incredibly cheesy moments. For the most part the action is exciting, but the new movie can't compete with the suspenseful and scary chase chase scenes in the original Terminator movie. Also, I liked the old school analog effects in the original Terminator better. Especially when Arnold's skin is coming off his face in the old one. It looked way more real than when the skin starts coming off the face of the organic robots in the new movie. It's worth seeing on the big screen if you are a Terminator fan and it is around 600x better than the last Terminator sequel.
Before Terminator started, I saw the trailer for the John Dillinger movie with Johnny Depp and Christian Bale. It is directed by Michael Mann, and the trailer kind of got me fired up. It looks awesome, and I will be seeing it as soon as it graces the screen in my neighborhood.
We should talk more. Send me an e-mail. I swear, I'll write you back.

Love,
Jim

I just saw Lightning Bolt in a place the size of a high school bathroom. It was loud and totally sick. Brian Chippendale warned a guy in the front to put ear plugs in or he would be "decimated." A fellow who calls himself Mudboy opened up. He was interesting. I think he may take acid. Also, he might play dungeons and dragons a lot. If he does play dungeons and dragons, I think his character is a druid with a synthesizer and theatrical lighting. His performance was so freaking weird. He blends pleasant sounding synthesized tones with what appear to be nature recordings, and then he starts chanting, and yelling about "the pig" and throwing babies in a hole. It's totally worth checking him out live just for the "what the fuck?" factor.

Mudboy!, originally uploaded by jimturbert.

best,
jim