October 2010
1 post
September 2010
1 post
Fortitude and the Dog Days of Summer
Well well well. Greetings once again to the blogosphere.
It has been a strange and wonderful several months. Finally graduated from what feels like ages upon ages of collegiate excursion and experience, and having ventured several months worth of teetering steps into my “adult” life, I feel both satisfied with my progress and simultaneously as confused as I’ve ever been....
July 2010
1 post
June 2010
1 post
April 2010
7 posts
“Failure is not necessarily a bad thing. It has meaning. It has sign value.”
– Visiting Artist/ Art Professor from Otis concerning failure in art making.
WatchMy dear friend Jake Albaugh recently covered Thom York’s: Atom’s for Peace and shared the video with us (Michelle and I) last night. We were pretty darn impressed so we thought that maybe our tumblr friends would be as well.
Seeing all of the personal work that many of my talented friends have been churning out lately has got me itching to be more creatively productive myself. So,...
February 2010
2 posts
“I am now going to ask you a favor which sounds quite crazy, and which I should...”
– Franz Kafka wrote exactly the sort of love letters you’d expect. (via ewilcox)
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January 2010
2 posts
November 2009
4 posts
"Some people hear their own inner voices with...
Revisiting Legends of the Fall today.
Things I need:
The wilderness.
The sea.
Time.
Things I want:
Clarity.
A good meal at home with Mom and Dad.
A boat.
Graph Paper and Fractal Geometry
For the past 48 hours or so I’ve been obsessively making letterforms and what-have-you in my graph paper journal. I can’t seem to stop. I know it’s neurotic and a little bit crazy but it feels cathartic and at times like the only thing that’s keeping me sane. I think repetitive action is like prayer to me. Articulating and offering up something not quite understandable. My...
October 2009
5 posts
Over the Rhine has been filling the rooms of our...
August 2009
14 posts
Way back when, when I started my very first year...
Back to School for Almost the Last Time
With the exception (hopefully) of two years at a yet to be determined Grad. School, this is my final “Back to School” fall. Yay! Senior Year! Relieving and easy right? No way. I’m only two days into this final fall semester and I’m already swapped and discouraged in multiple multiple ways. I’m already a couple days behind in my online math class because of technical...
Disappearing
Well here I am.
On the other side of summer, a cool California breeze at my back and Justin Vernon reminding me gently about quiet and courage and my summer in Ohio and who I want to be and who I am and who I’ve been and about love and fear and truth.
It’s a reality I can acknowledge: I disappear. ((I have buried you, every place I’ve gone, you keep ending up, in my shaking...
Onward and Upward. Or something like that.
I can’t believe it. Here we are at the end of summer, or at least MY summer. Exactly 2 months ago (to the date) I boarded an east bound plane from my par-time home in Los Angeles to my real home in Chicago. A week later I headed south to Florida for my brothers wedding, then three days later back up north to pack up our real home in Chicago (Wheaton) and head east to our new home in...
Life: Documented
Please check out this article from the New York Times about our constantly documented and chronicled lives and trying to have moments and even spaces that are not posted or tagged on social networking sites, blogs, or twitters. Click HERE.
Of course I WOULD be posting this article, doing exactly what it decries but, I think this is an interesting and important thing to consider. What does it mean...
July 2009
46 posts
Thom? Justin? Huh?
So, not that I didn’t like the teen theatrical fad of the year (or next several years) ((Twilight)). I went to see it at the dollar theater to hold up my end of the I’m-in-my-mid-twenties-so-I-promise-to-be-at-least-mildly-socially-and-culturally-aware bargain. I enjoyed it. I wasn’t blown away. I found the main characters disarmingly unattractive, the plot and story line...
I’ve been revisiting Zwan because I got to...
