Thursday, October 28, 2010

Corduroy suit

The smell of burnt air and the heat of rosy cheeks filled me with need. Here you see some of my doodles and drawings on fabric. It is quite incredible to have access to this possibility and it has only been 2 years in the waiting.


Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Irrelevant

I sneezed and caught an eyelash between my teeth.

Monday, October 25, 2010

Like an Avalanche

Not really like an Avalanche, just really really enjoying an album that came out 10 years ago and realized I only knew one song from it, truly unfortunate. I'm sure you know Frontier Psychiatrist, too.

Tighten your buttocks, and pour juice on your chin.


Saturday, October 23, 2010

Loll


v. lolled, loll·ing, lolls
v.intr.
1. To move, stand, or recline in an indolent or relaxed manner.
2. To hang or droop laxly: a pennant lolling from the mast.
v.tr.
To permit to hang or droop laxly: lolled his head on the armrest.
n. Archaic
An act or attitude of lolling.

I am the Technicolour yarn, and (she) is the carding drum.

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Hair food

I used to wish I had coarse hair like my Barbados-Canadian childhood best friend. I was amazed at how one day her hair would be short, filled with colourful and bulbous accessories and the next she'd have long braids down to her butt.

I wanted to head dance like her, stomp like her and play super mario kart with her.

Sometimes the affinity still strikes me unexpectedly.

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Unwriting

Pressed the "A" button for the last time today and was #468 in waiting to pay for the very last school fee to pay for, for now.. I might get some more schoolin' later but right now I'm not down with the institution. I'm going to let life fill my head a little bit and some libraries and used bookshop scavengering fill my thoughts.

One thing I shall definitely miss are the art classes, and how close they made me feel to the art world. I felt that closeness today when I preferred to sneak a peek at a Nelson Henricks exhibition being shown at the Library building's gallery instead of sitting in a plastic chair with other drones for a good half hour.

I ended up sitting in on a 4 projection video installation called "Unwriting" which is inspired by writer's block and had some hands clapping, electric guitar playing, typewriter keys being tapped in a musical sequence, pencil tips breaking and telephones.

Reminded me of how much I like video art and miss project critiques..

I know what I want to say, but I don't say what I mean. I listen to you speak and my thoughts are coming in fast. When I make typos, I can feel my fingers touching the wrong keys, when I say the wrong thing, I can feel the mistake on my tongue and on my lips.

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

g-shtält

n. pl. ge·stalts or Ge·stalts or ge·stalt·en or Ge·stalt·en (-shtältn, -shtôltn, -stältn, -stôltn)

A physical, biological, psychological, or symbolic configuration or pattern of elements so unified as a whole that its properties cannot be derived from a simple summation of its parts.

The Gestalt effect refers to the form-forming capability of our senses, particularly with respect to the visual recognition of figures and whole forms instead of just a collection of simple lines and curves.

the tip of my tongue is numb.