It has been a very long time since visiting this venue. I was consumed by art last semester, and I don't see the trend letting up any time soon... The strange thing is the more I learn and consequentially understand about the interpretation and creation of art the less I want to do or be involved in anything else. Is it natural that a further ( Read more... )

Oh, God! I believe university life will now become a fucking job. I will be there mon-fri from 8-4"ish". Even when I'm not there I'm sure I will be working on drawings or something, but that's a good thing ( Read more... )

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So, it's the last day to smoke inside in this dusty little hydrocarbon filled town, and I'm left wondering. I wonder about how we as people can be so obsessed with riding one cancer causing agent from our lives, yet the foundation of our society emits thousands (probably millions I just don't have any exact number on hand) of tons of carcinogens ( Read more... )

I just finished reading Sophie's world. It was a nice little refresher on the highlights of philosophy, as well as a fun story ( Read more... )

So I've decided not to do the post card thing. I was informed that it's creepy, and since I have no understanding of such things, I guess I'll just have to take my friends advice on this one. I still think it's romantic, but whatever. I think I'll just give up on romance, love, or whatever. It has never even been remotely successful so far, and ( Read more... )

So, I think I might have a women friend that has feelings for me. I think that is good in that I like people to have feelings for me, but bad in that I really don't have any feelings for her other than feeling good about myself that someone likes me. Same feeling I get when a gay guy hits on me; flattering, although nothing more. Coupled (that's ( Read more... )

I think as an artist I don't wish to achieve emotion, but relate to the emptiness. For when I am empty, I feel whole. That probably doesn't make any sense, but when has anything an artist said ever made sense.

For some reason, that I just can't explain, I want to go explore Chile. The Andes call to me. Easter Island calls to me. Chilean senoritas call to me, maybe not but it never hurts to wish. Glaciers, mountains, hills, oceans, a desert, inexplicable islands, and the artic is but a breath away. Seriously what is not to like about Chile. I know ( Read more... )

I find myself at odds with myself today. I feel like I should either be some great hero or villain, either which one I choose would revolve around the conundrum of belief I have at the moment. The question is: Is what I observe of reality real, or is what I feel of reality real? Essentially what I'm saying is that objectively I'm an atheist, yet ( Read more... )