February 2012
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If you know what's good for you... →
December 2011
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Printmaking
Next semester I’m going to put a book together.
Anonymous asked: fireball
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October 2011
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“The unreal is more powerful than the real. Because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it. Because its only intangible ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies that last. Stone crumbles. Wood rots. People, well, they die. But things as fragile as a thought, a dream, a legend, they can go on and on. If you can change the way people think. The way they see themselves. The way they see the world....
Yossarian lives. →
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Watch
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Haven't ___ _ thing done.
A beer for my back/neck painz would be nice.
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George on fantasy.
“Fantasy is silver and scarlet, indigo and azure, obsidian veined with gold and lapis lazuli. Reality is plywood and plastic, done up in mud brown and olive drab. Fantasy tastes of habaneros and honey, cinnamon and cloves, rare red meat and wines as sweet as summer. Reality is beans and tofu, and ashes at the end. Reality is the strip malls of Burbank, the smokestacks of Cleveland, a parking...
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Adam asked me something like "who/what my favorite...
Little Fucker, plastic modelling compound, enamel paint, 5 x 20 x 5cm, 2008
Quieter than a flea’s hiccup, archival inkjet on paper, 14 x 9.25cm, 2005
BUT it’s probably someone like Ingmar Bergman because his images/characters/narratives are in my head forever. BUUTTT then again, I think about David Sedaris books all day long … as well as a bundle of other books. BUUUUTTTT...
September 2011
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Working on stuff like this...
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“Life is like a box of chocolates. A cheap, thoughtless, perfunctory gift that nobody ever asks for. Unreturnable because all you get back is another box of chocolates. So you’re stuck with this undefinable whipped mint crap that you mindlessly wolf down when there’s nothing else left to eat. Sure, once in a while there’s a peanut butter cup or an English toffee. But they’re gone too fast and the...
June 2011
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April 2011
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March 2011
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February 2011
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January 2011
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Serious Thigh Highs. →
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And she'd bring it to me. And I'd wipe my knife on... →
An Issue Concerning My Questionable Future
It’s hard for me to have any perspective on my own future. I could tell you a thousand different goals and aspirations. Realistic and unrealistic. It’s almost liberating as taking your pants off after a hard day. I am struggling for control over my own life. I suppose everyone goes through this “stage.”
I am the driver of my childhood mini van and the passenger in the back...
December 2010
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The Grinch's small heart
grew three sizes that day.
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Bossa Nova Baby
I’ve been workin’ all day and my feet feel just like lead.
November 2010
2 posts
Yep.
I can honestly say, “Education is what you make of it.” I regret my first two years at KCAD. Most of all, I regret not recognizing how lucky I am to be getting my education in the first place. And, yes, maybe I wasn’t in my right mind when I started at Kendall. It was a terrible time but I don’t think I could have gotten through it without school. I hate to say it, but in the past year and half,...
October 2010
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Let The Right One In
September 2010
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August 2010
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So basically . . .
8.21.10
Never to bed, always awake!
July 2010
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June 2010
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GET ME OUT OF HERE.
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May 2010
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