so I am, thinking about where to go next after shanghai. it seems like a potentially determinative step- maybe one of the last times i could totally revolutionize my life and perspective on things. here are my most likely options ( Read more... )

i am, so excited t go to shanghai and leave this life full of people who behave as adolescents behind me, and when I get back insist that they act reasonably ( Read more... )

for the past fortnight I've devoted many hours to seeing a woman I met on the train and we've become extremely close within that time ( Read more... )

I've been thinking a lot about what I want in women lately. This one girl I've gotten myself mixed up with is making me think about all of this. She's arrogant, and not very considerate- a model. I wonder why it is that as I get more and more attractive to people (for various competences- at language, for example- as a college grad- as etc, the ( Read more... )

this morning i bought a homeless man breakfast, i spent more on food for him for the day than i did myself. also, someone asked me for directions and i knew the answer without thinking about it. I need to find a job and a girlfriend. and a library card. but things are happening, already the apartments setup and so are chinese lessons, now i just ( Read more... )

'As i walked the avenues of tokyo, i kept imagining the avenues and suburbs of Berlin, Paris, London- the spraycan-inscribed walls of decrepit buildings alongside frozen canals, the view from overhead subways of figures embracing in rooms with small ceilings..."

listening to the most paranoid music and still kind of feverish, i feel so frustrated with this month, and the next, and every day until i leave. which isnt much time-and i dont really understand why i dont feel more kind of- separation anxiety? but how much do i have to look back to here? leaving will feel very complete, i've done everything this ( Read more... )

nobody knows what gigantic suns will light up the life that is to come. perhaps artists clad in hundred-colored rainbows will transform the grey dust of our cities, perhaps the thunderous music of volcanoes turned into flutes will sound ceaselessly from the mountatops... one thing we know clearly: we have opened the first page of history of the art ( Read more... )

karina muller's LA/peter bialobrzeski's heimat/antonioni's trilogy=equivalence in neutrality

i keep wrestling with this, my democratic impulse makes me think that its almost preferable to see art from unexpected outsiders, like this i dunno how old obviously untrained chinese girl: http://photo.163.com/photos/wlhlxm14/17770421/Read more... )