You never know how they are going to fall. Here they are painted individually and assembled together by Robin Daning, an artist who’s work my mother saw during the French Quarter Festival in New Orleans. She has an interesting philosophical take on her work, which demonstrates the tension between maintaining individuality while being part of a group, as displayed here in Brass: I like this one in particular from her Gallery Page, called Blues: And this one is ALL lip! Since her work is about the human condition and sometimes situations beyond one’s control, here’s a funny video — as I have no music to post on this Friday —…