first BFG circa 1931
Went to the MOMA on free day with sarah. LOVE art. i love that it can have a deeper meaning if you want it to or just be something that catches your eye or makes you laugh.One exibit was from this guy who took pictures of these 4 sisters in the same pose for 30 years in B&W and lined them all up. That was probably my favorite to watch them grow from teens to grandmas in about 2 minutes. Art museums do two things for me 1) inspire me to be creative and make things that please me and not the public. 2) scare the shit out of me when i can see into other peoples art shit thats roaming in their idea bin. i guess we are all crazy, but DAMN. there was one piece in a freezer that was dumbells made of petroleum jelly. why?
Such a good wednesday! Alicias stepbrother Caleb and his friend Craig came over and we played beerpong which i completely dominated at. BOO YAH except i did get extremely distracted by all the guys showing us their boobs... went to the playground, failed temporary tattoo bracelets, gave foot massages, scared caleb EVERYTIME he came out of the bathroom and fell from laughing so hard, and being tackled. Its always fun when they visit.
but now i have to start doing term papers, or pretending to write them while i write blogs, youtube, facebook, http://thedailywh.at/ ,and wishing i could be making things like art or videos! if you were to get a tattoo what would it be of?
i always thought i wanted a hot air balloon but it didnt have any connection to anything, i just think they are a really whimsical thing that makes flight still a childish wonder. if that makes sense.
im going to work on a hate video. after seeing this, i realised that all these things REALLY piss me off. Example: i was in a lecture hall and this kid walks in an hour late with a bag of potato chips and was making the loudest noise when he was opening it. same with people who leave class early and slam the door. RUDE. hah so ya i have some venting to do.
BAD SPELLING!
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