12/21/09

D.H. Lawrence was born the same day as I, but 101 years earlier.

"What were you doing?" he asked.
"I? Nothing. I'm in a bad way just now, everything's on edge, and I can neither work nor play. I don't know whether it's a sign of old age, I'm sure."
"You mean you're bored?"
"Bored, I don't know. I can't apply myself. And I feel the devil is either very present in me or dead."
"One has to wait," said Birkin.
"Ah, God! Waiting! What are we waiting for?"
"Some old Johnny says there are three cures for ennui, sleep, drink, and travel," said Birkin.
"All cold eggs," said Gerard. "In sleep, you dream, in drink, you curse, and in travel you yell at a porter. No, work and love are the two. When you're not at work you should be in love."

- Women in Love

12/19/09

REAL ESTATE

I will soon be a dot com.

12/14/09

TREES FOR HANDS



I made a music video! Perhaps that should be in quotations. I am in love with Kate's voice. Yes, it can get grating if you listen to it too much but it has grater appeal. I especially love the wind chimes and leaves in the beginning. Hmm thoughts thoughts... the hair brushing part probably went on for a bit too long. But otherwise I like it.

I originally wanted to make a video for her song 'Things to Remember' but she's still obscure enough that it's very hard to find ANYTHING by her anywhere. Except her Myspace.

Well I don't really have much to say. I think I said enough in my last post. I am working on re-reading this book so I can memorize as much of it as possible before I have to return it.

Proust Was A Neuroscientist by Jonah Lehrer

In the author's own words, it is a book about,
...artists who anticipated the discoveries of neuroscience. It is about writers and painters and composers who discovered truths about the human mind...that science is only now rediscovering. Their imaginations foretold the facts of the future.
It's really good. It's basically about going against the grain and being an independent thinker and all that crap.

12/13/09

Art that is just pretty irritates me.

Emy Augustus

I love this cardigan. It's my mom's but she's worn it like once. I love the color. I love the loose fit. I love that I can wear it with a silvery dragonfly pin.

Emy Augustus


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This print screen was taken at 10:39 pm on Friday, December 11, 2009.

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For those of you who don't live under a (mainstream) rock and are familiar with Joanna Newsom and Miranda July, this is for you!

Man O Man. I liked Miranda quite a bit for this, and a lot for this, but for the video below I LOVE her. (No clue who Colin Self is though!)



This is one of my favorite songs and if I were Joanna I would be totally flattered and take this as the highest form of compliment.

Moving on. So there's this guy, some Luke Jerram artist guy, who came up with a idea. He calls it Plant Orchestra. He's gonna...
"...rig extraordinarily sensitive microphones to all sorts of flora, amplifying the otherwise imperceptible sounds of living plants—to the point that “you can hear plant cells growing and bursting.”
Then, he's going to play it back in a botanical garden so as you're walking around flower gazing, you can also hear them! Growing! Isn't it marvelous? Maybe it'll sound like a cacophonous mess but it's a cool idea!


Art that is just pretty is like that really attractive person in high school. I'm not saying the person's not nice. It's not like attractiveness and personality are incompatible. Quite the opposite since people tend to attribute tons of positive traits to attractive people.

Everyone already likes that person anyway. She's easy on the eyes, everyone wants to have her as their friend. Why would you want to like someone who's so easy to like and who everybody already likes without really knowing just because ...

I'm using 'she' because a lot of the Just Pretty art I see on the Internet are made and/or passed on by females. I know expressing my opinions will 99% of the time make a hypocrite out of me. I'm a hypocrite!

OH YEAH so speaking of hypocrites, I was starting to work on a new painting that ... wait for it ... that I wanted to be JUST PRETTY. Because sometimes it's soothing to not have to think too hard and just do what comes easiest, and it's easy for me to paint something pretty. So that's what I was going to do; paint a big face of a girl who somewhat resembles me except make her really ideally pretty. Ahem. It was going well, I got down the base coat for her skin tone ... decided to take a break and realized I had squeezed out too much red and orange paint. Drat I don't want it to dry up and go to waste. Maybe I'll roughly paint in what is supposed to be strange fruit hanging over her head ... And the result ... looks like she has volcanic pustules coming out of her scalp.

Bleeding pustules @ Emy Augustus


Don't worry Ima gonna fix this.

12/7/09

When I'm bored I search names of authors on Youtube

Alice Sebold, Tao Lin, Miranda July, and Joanthan Safran Foer.

Here's this week's video:




I think I made it out of guilt because I never give homeless people anything. I remember one time when I was younger, I asked my mom if I could give a homeless guy some money and she said no.

I got an email last night that made me very happy. I will be hard at work painting these next few weeks and working on vlog #9 which probably won't be all talking again because this ordeal was draining.

12/6/09

HITLER AND CHARLIE

Aw. No more full length movie clips of The Great Dictator on youtube. =(

You're my boyish cherub @ Emy Augustus

Adolf Hitler and Charlie Chaplin and me @ Emy Augustus



So this painting is why I got a stranger very angry and offended a month or so ago. I wanted to see what Hitler dressed like and found some interesting photos of him. Photos that made him look more like a regular human being (but still kind of eerie knowing what we know) instead of some demonic thing. I posted them, someone came across it, and called me an asshole.

In the end, I wound up giving him a regular suit.

12/1/09

What's that phrase that Velma always says, Zinkies or Jinkies?

In this age of manufactured and painfully earnest talent contests, we’ve decided to instead shine a light on the quirky, quixotic underworld of musicians that don’t get nearly the attention they deserve.

Like a songwriting version of Iron Chef, the competitors will be presented with a very specific songwriting challenge. They’ll be given one week to complete their songs ... after which time the entries will be uploaded to Quick Stop to be voted on by you, the audience.

Oh, and what do we call this competition?


MASTERS OF SONG FU

video:


Lyrics:

Oh I've got...
No job, no money, no health insurance
No friends, no fun, no reassurance
No skills, no talent, no expertise
No girl, no love, no sweet relief
I've got zero of everything,
I guess I'm just a loser

No aches, no pains, no injuries
No AIDS, no Sars, or any disease
No violence and no obscenity
No loss, no doubt, no insecurity
I've got zero of everything,
and I've got zero problems

No hopes, no dreams, no stress, no fear.
No reason to smile or shed a tear.
No chances and no possibilities
No parity for me, no uncertainty.
You can't get a plus, without a minus
So why not just take zero.

Why this song is personally relevant:

I was in fifth grade and very very quiet in class. One day as part of a lesson everyone was assigned a piece of paper with a number on it. We would stand in front of the class holding these numbers and get shuffled around. My teacher, being the well-meaning though easily annoyed soul that she was, assigned me the number 0. She explained and demonstrated to the class that even though the number 0 seems like it's not important, it's actually very important because when added to the end (or middle) of other numbers, it increases their value by tens, hundreds, etc.

The moral of the story kids is that even if someone seems to be un-important and a big nothing because she doesn't talk, she has magical transformative powers within.

Good job Peter. I will be voting shortly. Done!

(He's entering the song in the contest. Check it out here.)