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[02 May 2007|07:56pm] |
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so I totally forgot to update last week with this:
Last Thursday was the Maximum Exposure show/Function Magazine release. Because of a lack of funds for framing and a spot, I wasn't doing the Max Ex show, at least I didn't think I was but apparently my visual studies prof included my two short films back to back in a media screening room. I love him.
And so that concludes an amazing school year, (which I hope and pray my grades reflect) I'm so very happy and excited for next year!
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| resistance is futile... damn you myspace! |
[24 Feb 2007|05:39pm] |
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Once I had said "Oh yes, I will join myspace... when the rain of toads has left a sticky amphibious film on my windows! When the streets are lined with plague and pestilence ridden bodies; for it will only be then, in the days of armageddon, that I will accept the ubiquitous "Tom" as my personal saviour!"
Well, my windows are pretty grimy, and what with all the global warming, bird flu and comeback of cullotes I have no doubt the apocalypse is upon us.
In short, I have joined Myspace.
Add me or be smoted.
linkylinky
(P.S. I have not come up with a permanent nickname yet, clearly I'm not very good at it, if you have any suggestions, please make them here!)
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| bird brain |
[13 Jan 2007|02:04am] |
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I am writing my thesis for my final project, it involves birds. It is the same idea I had last year but dropped because of logistical impossibilities.
Bizarrely, since solving the major problem in project logistics last night, and securing my super-duper model this afternoon, I am seeing birds everywhere. Pigeons, doves and robins, oh my!
In fact, a kamakazee pigeon nearly crashed into my friend Kate and I as we were gallery hopping. Curiouser, as we hopped, we saw no fewer than a dozen pieces of artwork that revolved around or in some way related to, birds. At one point I just started standing in front of paintings pointing accusingly at the canvases as if to say "I'm on to you warm-blooded-egg-laying-jurassic-period-vertbrate!" sneaky beasts.
I also bought four bird silhouette pins from Fresh Collective.
Rather than interpreting this as a modernized hitchcockian bird stalking, I think fate may be telling me that I am heading in the right direction.
Or that I will soon be eaten alive by seagulls, or die a slow ironic death by avian flu.
Definitely one of those.
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| rung out |
[01 Jan 2007|08:03pm] |
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and so 2007 is upon us, and I am determined to make it the best year ever.
to take risks and go for what I want, to push myself harder.
but I slept all day, so I'll have to get on that tomorrow.
tomorrow for sure...
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| julia does not have two daddies, though that would be kinda neat, they could wear matching sweaters! |
[21 Dec 2006|12:28am] |
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Mom: You know, I've been watching the Brokeback Mountain...
brain: oh dear. This cannot be going anywhere good.
Mom: And I was thinking... is your father gay?
brain: sweet baby jesus.
Me: No mom. Dad is not gay.
Mom: Are you sure?
Me: I'm pretty sure, yes.
brain: Dad is going to love this...
Mom: Because you never know...
brain: I do not get paid enough for this.
Seriously. I don't. I balanced her checkbook, waited patiently on the phone with the insurance company as they played an all-flute version of "Memories", wrapped presents, and had to go to the "Dad is not gay! And neither is Heath Ledger! Not that there's anything wrong with that..." place. I never thought I would have to go to that place. It wasn't even on my list of places never-to-go-to like cripple sex, and Uggs. The latter of which brought about an argument that began with my mother saying they are lovely footwear, followed by my exclamation of "are you serious!" and ended with her throwing People magazine at my head.
I'm also pretty sure I won't be able to watch Brokeback Mountain without imagining my dad and his BFF staring at each other longingly over a crackling fire. Stoppitbrainstopstopstop!
And for all of this, I now smell like nursing home.
Fantastic.
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| you know you're indie when... |
[15 Dec 2006|05:13pm] |
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bangs trimmed, hair straightened
blue shirt dress over black tank, black leggings and sweater
ballet flats
preparing for Elliott Brood concert.
I think... I think I may be indie.
the evidence really speaks for itself I suppose.
It was inadvertent, I swear... it just
happened.
Oh dear.
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| silly goose |
[28 Nov 2006|02:48am] |
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Walking home, lamenting the dwindling of funds after buying some semi-gloss rc paper, bubble tea, and yet another pair of earphones (I keep losing or breaking them) I stopped at a red light.
"excuse me" said a man in suit and coat carrying briefcase, taking out his earphones and motioning for me to do the same.
"yes?"
"would you happen to know any good places to eat around here?"
"um, yes, Cinqocento, it's right down there, it's really good Italian food."
"ah, good... do you live around here?"
crap. He's totally going to hit on me.
"yes, right on the end of that block..."
"nice."
light turns green, i put my headphones back in a resume walking home. Man keeps pace with me, and points ahead "just over there?"
"yup, the one with the patio set up"
"I'm going to be alone, care to join me?"
crappity. crap. crap.
"um, I have to get home... but thank you!"
As I reached the door I realized that I gave up free dinner! I was wearing a pretty dress too! damnit, I am in need of a sugar daddy and I just let these opportunities slip by all willy nilly.
I sighed and entered the apartment only to see a note on my door Julia, was invited to Cinqocento's second anniversary, will be home before work
then it hit me... Had I gone to dinner with the suit, I would have run into my Pop Pop and that?
would have been HILIARIOUS!
crappitycrapcrap.
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[14 Nov 2006|10:59pm] |
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I was shooting a documentary of social space this afternoon in a very special laundromat. I don't know what it is about the place. Maybe its age, it's very old and I think it has this really rich feeling in its layers of history. Though it's also a bit creepy. Especially the area its in. I managed to catch the attention of seemingly everyone that passed by (so says Kitty) and we were very uncomfortable there for a bit. I'm shooting again tomorrow morning. Here's hoping this turns out well.
Weird day on the whole, I'm starting to realize a thesis project and it's very exciting. To see what set me on this little path, this is my first piece in what will likely be a big series
bathroom rituals
I'm overwhelmed with ideas and projects and and...
vey.
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