Too lazy for a real post...

but I feel like I should put something cool on here. This song is awesome.

GARBAGE DAY!

I should go out to the dumpster in the trash wagon and live there for a while.
Or maybe just stay in bed for a week.

I think I'm a lot less cool than I was three years ago.

schmelf shcportschmet

isn't every piece of art sort of a self portrait, if you think about it a certain way?

how old is too old to play dress-up?

why is it stylish for a woman to dress as a man, but freakish for a man to dress as a woman?

what's the deal with shower caps?

why are clothes so weird?

gary cooper.

Art School

The photo project that took 3 days of trauma, work, and despair, plus 5 rolls of film (two failed, 2 that were fine but not perfect, and one that had my final image on it). Maybe if I stop trying so hard, my work will be more modern.



As a student working my ass off to be "qualified" enough to make art for a living, it is very discouraging to visit the modern art section of most museums. Maybe I'm just not sophisticated enough to understand how a scribble and a paint splatter can be a life-changing work of genius; maybe I'm just not taking enough drugs.

^process, day 2 of shooting

Whatever the case may be, I'm always shocked to see the price tags on some of these paint splatter canvases and garbage installations. How does an artist get to the point where an art connoisseur will pay $15,000+ for a single red dot painted on an otherwise bare canvas? Why is it a joke when I do it, but hanging in a museum when somebody else does?

^final print, black & white iso100 film

...I hate everything.

GRIM LUCK! You should probably know about them.

http://grimluck.bandcamp.com/album/alexandra-volume-2-the-dread

High maintenance?

When did dates become so casual? When did it become okay to take a girl out to a fast food joint and call it a night out? I'm not against cheap, laid-back dates--I just don't think they should be called "dates." That's like, hanging out. Right?

I just think it'd be nice if a guy took me out dancing every once in a while. Not clubbing dancing, but dancing like in old movies, with the live swing band, or maybe a lounge singer, or something nice like that. I'd like to get a phone call about a date, and have the guy say, "Oh, and you should wear something nice--I don't want you to feel under dressed." I'd love to feel nervous and excited not just about who I'm about to see, but also what we're about to see and do together.

When did I turn into such a sap?

Bigfoot vs. Grizzly Bear

If Bigfoot and a Grizzly bear got into a fight, who would win...

in a boxing ring?

in the woods?

in the middle of a river full of jumping salmon?