Friday
Wednesday
Halloween Tits
Yes, i am blogging from my phone @ Denny's again. Come down to Que Sera @ 9pm for a fun costume party, courtesy of me and my pals the long beach craft mafia. There will be treats and prizes as part of our costume contest.
They just finished playing constant craving by kd lang; i love this song! I recomend downloading it.
Bonape-tit!
Tuesday
I figured it out
My design persona, Ain Soph Aur is like a filter. Something I can take my time with, gathering ideas like I'm gathering berries in the wilderness for the long winter stretch. Like a fine meal that's been slow cooked, so when everyone sits down to eat, everyone ends up staying for three hours, taking their time to eat, having discussions, laughing, and drinking wine.
Everything else I do is everything and anything; no filter. Fueled by the need to create...anything. It's me throwing my feces out of my cage.
slip 'n' slide
So I had another strange dream. I was hanging out with my cousins that I don't talk to anymore in what seemed like a dance hall. We were laughing and shooting the shit and whatnot. I think we were celebrating one of their weddings.
(A lot of fuzziness after this but on to the next scene).
I was at school yet again (yes, I realize this is getting excessive with this school business). It was weird, I had the feeling of when I was in middle school but put through a sepia filter, strange. This place was massive, it was located in a secluded place in what looked like the great wall of china of a gated school, complete with a river on the side and a jungle. I was in class with some of my closest friends: Kory was one of them.
All of a sudden they were all ganging up on me; they were mad at me for doing something and I couldn't figure out what for, no matter how many times I asked. I felt abandoned and confused and even people I didn't know would look at me and snicker.
Through all of this, the only friend that was there by my side, assuring me that everything would be fine, was my friend JD. He turned up out of nowhere and was there, comforting me. The both of us left the classroom and attempted to flee the grounds.We were running down the stairs and it was getting muddier and muddier (I think we may have even seen ghosts).
All of a sudden we turn a corner and were outside but he's gone. I don't see him anywhere. I think he ran too fast and just disappeared or something; I'm not quite sure what happened but I'm alone again.
But before I even have time to process any emotions, what I had walked into outside is in actuality, a live commercial for tourism. As in, it is being performed the way people just start singing out of nowhere in musicals and is supposed to be taken as real life, sincerely.
It was so fucking strange: weird blobby people are being unloaded from buses like some twisted ren and stimpy cartoon, people are being poured into giant trays like they're being made into deviled egss but it's a spa treatment. And there's mud everywhere but not like resort/spa mud. It was the kind of mud you'd find underneath the sole of your soggy boot, it even smelled like dirty boots.
I didn't know what to think and then I remember something about a man trying to help me swing from a vine so I can jump into the lake.
(A lot of fuzziness after this but on to the next scene).
I was at school yet again (yes, I realize this is getting excessive with this school business). It was weird, I had the feeling of when I was in middle school but put through a sepia filter, strange. This place was massive, it was located in a secluded place in what looked like the great wall of china of a gated school, complete with a river on the side and a jungle. I was in class with some of my closest friends: Kory was one of them.
All of a sudden they were all ganging up on me; they were mad at me for doing something and I couldn't figure out what for, no matter how many times I asked. I felt abandoned and confused and even people I didn't know would look at me and snicker.
Through all of this, the only friend that was there by my side, assuring me that everything would be fine, was my friend JD. He turned up out of nowhere and was there, comforting me. The both of us left the classroom and attempted to flee the grounds.We were running down the stairs and it was getting muddier and muddier (I think we may have even seen ghosts).
All of a sudden we turn a corner and were outside but he's gone. I don't see him anywhere. I think he ran too fast and just disappeared or something; I'm not quite sure what happened but I'm alone again.
But before I even have time to process any emotions, what I had walked into outside is in actuality, a live commercial for tourism. As in, it is being performed the way people just start singing out of nowhere in musicals and is supposed to be taken as real life, sincerely.
It was so fucking strange: weird blobby people are being unloaded from buses like some twisted ren and stimpy cartoon, people are being poured into giant trays like they're being made into deviled egss but it's a spa treatment. And there's mud everywhere but not like resort/spa mud. It was the kind of mud you'd find underneath the sole of your soggy boot, it even smelled like dirty boots.
I didn't know what to think and then I remember something about a man trying to help me swing from a vine so I can jump into the lake.
Monday
Sunday
Eaten Alive
I had such a strange nightmare today. Something about being in a supermarket...don't remember too much about it; just a strange feeling of uneasiness permeating the air. I had to spend a deal of time finding a rifle and assembling it for some reason...I was with a group of people in what seemed like an abandoned mansion.
(I forget a lot of what happened but I remember something about children controlling everything in this world).
All of a sudden, we're in a room and one of my comrades is literally being eaten alive by some one before my very eyes. It was pretty gruesome and everyone is just sitting around with rifles in their hands and not doing anything, in a complete daze. I'm frantically trying to assemble my rifle together so that I can shoot the man/creature devouring my friend but I can't get my shit together in time to save him. So he's been completely consumed now and in his place is blood and saliva on the floor; pretty fucking extreme. So I walk around the gunk, casually stating that I'm just gonna go to the bathroom (to cry); surely this is the end.
So I go into the bathroom and there is a couple in there taking their daughter to pee so I wait for them to be done so I can go in. I enter the stall and all of a sudden the whole bathroom is filled with an immense amount of foot traffic, like people are just passing through like it's a sidewalk or something. As I'm peeing, someone comes out of the wall, right in front of me and steps down the toilet: it's the guy that had just been eaten alive (but he's someone else now and wearing a green flannel shirt). I'm done peeing and another friend is with me and we're talking to this guy, laughing about something. We say our goodbyes and he blends in with the rest of the crowd passing through. Me and my friend start to walk out and pass by my ex-boss, John (who's actually dead in real life), smile at each other, walk past him and join the crowd, walking out.
(I forget a lot of what happened but I remember something about children controlling everything in this world).
All of a sudden, we're in a room and one of my comrades is literally being eaten alive by some one before my very eyes. It was pretty gruesome and everyone is just sitting around with rifles in their hands and not doing anything, in a complete daze. I'm frantically trying to assemble my rifle together so that I can shoot the man/creature devouring my friend but I can't get my shit together in time to save him. So he's been completely consumed now and in his place is blood and saliva on the floor; pretty fucking extreme. So I walk around the gunk, casually stating that I'm just gonna go to the bathroom (to cry); surely this is the end.
So I go into the bathroom and there is a couple in there taking their daughter to pee so I wait for them to be done so I can go in. I enter the stall and all of a sudden the whole bathroom is filled with an immense amount of foot traffic, like people are just passing through like it's a sidewalk or something. As I'm peeing, someone comes out of the wall, right in front of me and steps down the toilet: it's the guy that had just been eaten alive (but he's someone else now and wearing a green flannel shirt). I'm done peeing and another friend is with me and we're talking to this guy, laughing about something. We say our goodbyes and he blends in with the rest of the crowd passing through. Me and my friend start to walk out and pass by my ex-boss, John (who's actually dead in real life), smile at each other, walk past him and join the crowd, walking out.
Arnold Böcklin, The Isle of the Dead (1880)
Friday
Michael Pukac
One of my favorite new paintings from fine artist Michael Pukac
Drumroll
Cupcakes
This crazy dude is constantly churning out new paintings every time I see him; It's pretty amazing. You wouldn't believe the amount of shows he does. Truly inspiring. For more artwork, be sure to head on over to http://www.michaelpukac.com/
P.S. Didn't Friday just happen a few days ago? We need to figure out new days.
Drumroll
Cupcakes
This crazy dude is constantly churning out new paintings every time I see him; It's pretty amazing. You wouldn't believe the amount of shows he does. Truly inspiring. For more artwork, be sure to head on over to http://www.michaelpukac.com/
P.S. Didn't Friday just happen a few days ago? We need to figure out new days.
Thursday
Top Speed
It's kinda funny, The way people tell you "let's hang out" for years on end but nothing ever comes of it. How people just fall by the wayside. If people aren't willing to meet me halfway, what's the use in keeping up the charade? It's always the same story: what have you been up to, we need to hang out when blah blah blah, etc....
It's funny because I'm just moving forward in my life and these are the people that stay stuck, never doing anything new, pretty sad. But I'll just forget about them as things progress. I mean, it's just pretty funny.
It's funny because I'm just moving forward in my life and these are the people that stay stuck, never doing anything new, pretty sad. But I'll just forget about them as things progress. I mean, it's just pretty funny.
Monday
12 REASONS GAY MARRIAGE WON'T WORK
1. Homosexuality is not natural, much like eyeglasses, polyester, and birth control are not natural.
2. Heterosexual marriages are valid because they produce children. Infertile couples and old people cannot get legally married because the world needs more children.
3. Obviously gay parents will raise gay children because straight parents only raise straight children.
4. Straight marriage will be less meaningful, since Britney Spears's 55-hour just-for-fun marriage was meaningful.
5. Heterosexual marriage has been around for a long time, and it hasn't changed at all: women are property, Blacks can't marry Whites, and divorce is illegal.
6. Gay marriage should be decided by the people, not the courts, because the majority-elected legislatures, not courts, have historically protected the rights of minorities.
7. Gay marriage is not supported by religion. In a theocracy like ours, the values of one religion are always imposed on the entire country. That's why we only have one religion in America.
8. Gay marriage will encourage people to be gay, in the same way that hanging around tall people makes you tall.
9. Legalizing gay marriage will open the door to all kinds of crazy behavior. People may even wish to marry their pets because a dog has legal standing and can sign a marriage license.
10. Children can never succeed without both male and female role models at home. That's why single parents are forbidden to raise children.
11. Gay marriage will change the foundation of society. Heterosexual marriage has been around for a long time, and we could never adapt to new social norms because we haven't adapted to cars or longer lifespans.
12. Civil unions, providing most of the same benefits as marriage with a different name are better, because a "separate but equal" institution is always constitutional. Separate schools for African-Americans worked just as well as separate marriages will for gays & lesbians.
By the brilliant writers at the Gator Gay-Straight Alliance based out of the University of Florida. Huzzah!
Friday
Hello Kitty: Celebration!
It's here! It's Hello Kitty's 35Th Anniversary and to celebrate there's a huge exhibition at Royal/T from October 23 to November 14, called Three Apples. Head over to the events page to see all the fun stuff they've got planned, including a huge retrospective, special sushi making days, Hello Kitty Happy Hour and Karaoke, Meet the Artists party, fashion Shows and much much more!
I'm so excited; Hello Kitty has and still continues to be such a big inspiration in my life and in my work; this is a dream come true. The USA has never done anything like this and is sure to cause some colourful waves. I respect Hello Kitty's wonderful character designs and amazing product designs, graphics, and everything that make this such a unique experience. Hello Kitty would be my dream collaboration, by far.
So...who's in on the shenanigans with me?
Super Kawaii!
Wednesday
Monday
In need of some musical therapy right now?
Show me moonlight on the sunrise
I've seen so many planets dancing
I've seen too many people hiding
Show me sunset and I won't forget
That I am one of two planets dancing
I am part of two planets dancing
Shallow men, sign your name on my sun
The song of Solomon died in a battleground
The song of Solomon died in love's battleground
I am far shattered by these sinning times
For all your suffering by night
Life is so much dark and light
Day can not exist without a night
And you should not seperate from me
I have a heart that's full of light
To be shared on this night
Feel my hands, feel my life
For the sun and the stars of my mother and my sisters
I know where the foam is changing
I know that the stars will fall on me
decay
Things change / things fall apart
I guess it happens for a reason.
There's always something positive
to get out of seemingly negative emotions.
Don't fret, nothing happens for no reason.
I guess it happens for a reason.
There's always something positive
to get out of seemingly negative emotions.
Don't fret, nothing happens for no reason.
My intuition grows stronger everyday
Saturday
Thursday
enrico
Things rarely work out the way you want them to; whether good or bad you have to just move forward and know that things will work out the way they're supposed to. Sometimes you'll be surprised how things end up better than you could have imagined; that's the beauty of life.
Tuesday
Monday
shelter
i get lost in these moments, with you
when i'm with you, i forget i'm a person
everything disappears
no more me, no more you
disintegrate
so smooth
when i'm with you, i forget i'm a person
everything disappears
no more me, no more you
disintegrate
so smooth
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