Last night I got to see inside my friend a little bit my, past his rough edges, and it was lovely.
Transitional days are the worst. I have so much to do in so little time.
You have a great butt!
—my mom
that sounds like a terrible idea
that sounds like a terrible idea
that sounds like a terrible idea
let’s do it
actually no, let’s not.
The other night I was wandering the streets of phoenix in an attempt to find a gallery show, and there was a rave across the street.
I hate raves. They are disgusting. And the people that go to them frighten me. They don’t wear clothes. This one girl was wearing neon spanks and her legs were so scary. Another one was apparently wearing pink duct tape pasties, but thankfully I was not the one who spotted that one.
And the music is awful.
The music at the gallery was awful too, though, so what can you do?
There was one artist I talked to, a middle aged man with a day job and a family. His art was a mixture between impressionism and cubism, made with a very unique method of splatter painting. I liked it. Mostly everything else was standard pop art or graffiti style street art. Those are valuable for what they are, but with so much of it all together I got a bit bored. The impressionist/cubist work was refreshing.
A small hope is: I have a new job.
Not that it matters much if I can’t stay here to do it.
So much to do. I wish the heat was not coming.
I wish I could go back in time a couple months when I was happy and things were stable, and I didn’t feel like this.
urghh
- Me: I don't want to move to Kansas
- Mike: Then don't! I have a couch you can crash on!
Got my first V2 at the gym.
I attribute it to the frustration I am experiencing from having to work late do to factors unrelated to my personal efficiency.
Harness the power, no?
Artists used to go insane because there was too much lead in their paint, just like royalty and actors because of the lead in their face paints.
I’m glad they realized lead was poison, otherwise I’m almost certain I would be crazy by now.
I painted for about 6 hours straight today, working on my illustrations for my client.
I was so productive this morning! Go me!
I am going to go meet my client and be more productive and make art and take photos and make someone very happy. Fridays are my best days.
And next week I’m going to the opera. I should find a nice dress for that.
