oh my oh my! my friends, well...let me say that again, hey friends that make up less fingers than I have on my hand...................i've come across the great glorious glittery goldmine of godspeed! live shows and living albums from all those cookey side projects they come up with. So if anyone ever gets into bands like hrsta, a silver mt. zion, domakesaythink or even fly pan am i've got you covered. There are so many others but I just don't have the time, or better yet, the capacity to listen to better music than this just yet.
I've always wanted to see Godspeed live, but I feel like I've missed the chance for now. Maybe when they re-unite I'll be at the age of 40, proclaiming I listened to these guys way back in the day on vinyl before they sold out to the man. But for now, these bootlegged concertos will do just fine. they always speed up the song too, which makes it sound even more cataclysmic.
In other news, I've come across a mandolin at Elderly Guitars that I really want to take care of in the future. It comes with a case and a sunburst finish, but looks like a really old man. This kids gonna be traveling soon, and what better way to pass the time while waiting for the Eurail, than by playing a mandolin in some foreign countries. That's right, officially sealed in a red waxed stamped envelope, I'm moving to Berlin for a year and a half. That's one hell of a paper chain if you will.
But enough of that, so let's move on. My mother gave me three 2.25 oz Heinz Tomato Ketchup glass bottles this past weekend, and they are adorable. I never say adorable but I don't know how to describe a Heinz bottle that is about 4 times smaller than it should be. I think they will be perfect for medium.
hmmm.......let's see let's see. I threw some sugar in my pasta sauce tonight and it turned out pretty damn impressive. oh yes, and I must do a better job within my daily prayers.
It seems like good things are happening in the art world, I don't really know what's happening out there but I always like to think that someones making art that will open my eyes as wide as a Schiele portrait or watercolor. My Schiele days are over though, it's sad, sad mafioso in godspeed terms, but true. He'll now be one of those artists I always have books of on my shelf, but talk about in nostalgic sentences like we once were best friends or traveling buddies. Seeing most of his major work in Vienna could be considered the closing chapter in our legendary relationship.
Mar 5, 2008
(insert harp filled theme song)
kicking up my feet on the chair across from me, while my glass of hot water circles in the microwave. It's times like these that encourages me to appreciate the end of a day. tea and all, joanna newsome and all, harps, ya know- all those things.
Organization of my portfolio on my computer. This was my Saturday morning breakfast a few weekends ago. The chronological order of production seems to help pick out the good old aspects and the good new aspects within my work. I mean- there's lots of bad aspects, but without those, I suppose it's harder to find the good ones. Or is it vise versa? Whatever it is, it seems to be working right now. I'm kind of just ranting right now as if it were something important to talk about. But the truth is, I like talking to myself like this. Memory loss is on my mothers side and I'm somewhat afraid of forgetting things.
I feel cheated when I can't remember certain events in my life. Especially the things that happen in between big events. I remember the first day of Litho class for instance, but as to remember every class inbetween the first and last sometimes boggles me. This is where I feel that I've taken life for granted sometimes and skim by the little details- as to say the things that happen around me rather than just my own moments in time. I think it would be interesting to keep a daily log for a year of so, like a day by day track of where I ate, where I went, what made me happy, what made me sad. Basically I'd be stalking myself right?
right
this makes no sense. but the snow is melting and today was such a beautiful day. IT"S A BEAUUUUTIFUL DAY, oh Bono, please stop making music and just enjoy those private jet trips in peace. my glass of tea just drop kicked my computer.
Last night I drew and drew and then watched The Fellowship of the Rings, and I must say it was awesome. Surly I'm a huge believer in Middle Earth, and Final Fantasy VII. They're on to something, and what it is, we may not be ready for.
Organization of my portfolio on my computer. This was my Saturday morning breakfast a few weekends ago. The chronological order of production seems to help pick out the good old aspects and the good new aspects within my work. I mean- there's lots of bad aspects, but without those, I suppose it's harder to find the good ones. Or is it vise versa? Whatever it is, it seems to be working right now. I'm kind of just ranting right now as if it were something important to talk about. But the truth is, I like talking to myself like this. Memory loss is on my mothers side and I'm somewhat afraid of forgetting things.
I feel cheated when I can't remember certain events in my life. Especially the things that happen in between big events. I remember the first day of Litho class for instance, but as to remember every class inbetween the first and last sometimes boggles me. This is where I feel that I've taken life for granted sometimes and skim by the little details- as to say the things that happen around me rather than just my own moments in time. I think it would be interesting to keep a daily log for a year of so, like a day by day track of where I ate, where I went, what made me happy, what made me sad. Basically I'd be stalking myself right?
right
this makes no sense. but the snow is melting and today was such a beautiful day. IT"S A BEAUUUUTIFUL DAY, oh Bono, please stop making music and just enjoy those private jet trips in peace. my glass of tea just drop kicked my computer.
Last night I drew and drew and then watched The Fellowship of the Rings, and I must say it was awesome. Surly I'm a huge believer in Middle Earth, and Final Fantasy VII. They're on to something, and what it is, we may not be ready for.
oh Mega Flare- you would always come in handy.
those were the days.
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