Wednesday, November 10, 2010

I'm a terribly crappy blogger




I started a twitter. It takes a surprising amount of time to be 'spontaneously pithy.' It takes a long time for me to write anything with substance. Basically, having an online presence is more work than I'd like it to be.

I've been focusing a lot of attention on street art lately. Heartbreakingly cool street art. (photo credits go to Swoon, Banksy, & Shepard Fairey respectively.) I'm surprised street work like this has taken so long to reach this level of legitimacy. The people need art, even if they don't think so. Museums and galleries provide a wonderful service and house so much beauty, but contemporary art has become strictly an exclusive experience of the wealthy. Then again, the everlasting conundrum of earning a living prevents visual artists from strictly targeting the masses. I think Shepard Fairey has walked that line beautifully, though.


Thursday, October 28, 2010

Lighting up the Screen Again

http://www.washingtonian.com/blogarticles/artsfun/afterhours/17223.html


I'm really excited to see "Howl" finally. This might be just the theater to be at.

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Drag Racing




http://www.washingtonian.com/blogarticles/people/capitalcomment/17212.html

If I wind up living in DC, I will attend this event every year, and I will become best friends with a drag queen. I love how willing and proud they were to pose for photographs. None of the, "ugh, I look so terrible." attitude that runs rampant. I also loved that there was an "Ambiguously Gay Duo."




I'm obsessed with Christylez Bacon

http://www.washingtonian.com/blogarticles/Arts%20&%20Events/afterhours/17208.html

So talented. So kind. So dapper.

Monday, October 25, 2010

Thursday, October 21, 2010

This stuff gives me the heebie jeebies

Seven Spookiest Places in Washington

http://www.washingtonian.com/articles/artsfun/17148.html4

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Man, this is heavy....



Gathering the components for the best. halloween costume. ever.

getting better at this whole 'society' photography thing?

http://www.washingtonian.com/PhotoGallery/186/2918.html#gallery

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Monday, October 11, 2010

Gotta love the discovery channel.



Probably my favorite class visit so far this semester. Let's see if we can top it.

Saturday, October 9, 2010

More photography for the Washingtonian

http://www.washingtonian.com/PhotoGallery/175/2827.html#gallery

There are some hits and misses in this slideshow. I just gotta keep snapping and keep improving.
Meeting Jonathan Safran Foer at the National Book Festival might be my favorite moment of the semester thus far. I had him sign my copy of Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close. A lot of people I know aren't familiar with his words, which is a shame. My paperback copies of Extremely Loud and Everything is Illuminated are marked up with pen and highlighter


"Humans are the only animal that blushes, laughs, has religion, wages war, and kisses with lips. So in a way, the more you kiss with lips, the more human you are. And the more you wage war."

"Songs are as sad as the listener."

"So many people enter and leave your life! Hundreds of thousands of people! You have to keep the door open so they can come in! But it also means you have to let them go!"

"My life story is the story of everyone I've ever met."

"I want an infinitely blank book and the rest of time...
...why didn't I learn to treat everything like it was the last time, my greatest regret is how much I believed in the future."

"I like to see people reunited, maybe that’s a silly thing, but what can I say, I like to see people run into each other, I like the kissing and the crying, I like the impatience, the stories that the mouth can’t tell fast enough, the ears that aren’t big enough, the eyes that can’t take in all of the change, I like the hugging, the bringing together, the end of missing someone…"

"We were trying to make our lives easier, trying, with all our rules, to make life effortless. But a friction began to arise between Nothing and Something, in the morning the Nothing vase cast a Something shadow, like the memory of someone you've lost, what can you say about that, at night the Nothing light spilled from the guest room spilled under the Nothing door and stained the Something hallway, there's nothing to say. "


After waiting over an hour in line, I walked up to the signing table and handed him my book. I wanted to tell him so many things about his words and the ways they have affected me for the past four years. He asked me my name, signed the book, and smiled. I whispered a 'thank you..' and walked off.




Despite and because of my inability to speak, my admiration has only grown. Eating Animals is next on my reading list.



Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Tallest Man on Earth run down


I forgot how much I love hearing live music after the Tallest Man on Earth show at the 9:30 club. Maybe I just hadn't seen a show in a while that was a significant sonic improvement over the recorded version. Tallest man's vocals were so forceful and driving and communicated so much. Maybe I'm all synthed out, but I found the twangy enthusiasm highly refreshing.

Saturday, October 2, 2010

Thursday, September 30, 2010



Adventures in Media

Discussing the Jon Stewart's Rally to Restore Sanity and Stephen Colbert's March to Keep Fear Alive:

http://www.flathatnews.com/blog/54/cultural-encounters/74155

Blogging on the Arts for The Washingtonian

"Crossing Continents for Art and Identity"

Fiona Tan's first major American exhibit considers geography and autobiography

Fiona Tan often makes her life story the subject of her work. And given her birth to Chinese and Australian parents in Indonesia and her subsequent move to Amsterdam, it’s easy to see why. With “Fiona Tan: Rise and Fall,” the first major US exhibition of her work, she focuses squarely on the interplay of global forces on individual identity.

Tan works primarily in film and photography to quietly illustrate themes of time, memory, and identity. Austere white walls and large gallery spaces allow each piece space to breathe and provide the show with a Zen feeling.

“Provenance,” a collection of six video portraits in the center gallery, makes for startlingly intimate viewing. Tan chooses subjects from her personal life: her mother-in-law, a next-door neighbor, and Kees Hin, a colleague and Dutch filmmaker. Shot in crisp black and white and completely silent, the flat screens blend seamlessly into the wall, creating the illusion that the viewer is peering through windows into these other lives.

“May You Live in Interesting Times,” a 1997 documentary, chronicles Tan’s journey to trace her family history, an investigation that includes a 1965 Indonesian coup—hardly normal family angst—and ends in a small Chinese village. Fascinating and deeply personal, this is the most obvious example of Tan’s biographical influence on her work. But the film is 60 minutes long, too long for even a seasoned gallery visitor to stand and watch.

Time also plays a significant role in “West Pier I-V.” The shots depict the West Pier in Brighton, England, which has slowly crumbled into the sea since 1975, creating a dilapidated island. Taken under varying light conditions, the large-scale images are misty and forlorn. They serve as an appropriate introduction to the video installation in the adjacent room, “A Lapse of Memory.” Shot at the Royal Pavilion in Brighton and narrated by Tan, the fictionalized film has a similar mood to the “West Pier” photographs.

Several subsequent rooms display conceptual drawings and story-board sketches, intended to give some insight into her artistic process. But the delicate ink sketches are enigmatic small works of art in their own right, showcasing Tan’s nimble skill with a brush.

“Rise and Fall,” a film installation commissioned for the exhibition, has an intense visual and sonic clarity. Suspended on thin wires in the center of the dark room, the two adjacent screens display quiet and intimate scenes of two women sleeping, bathing, and writing juxtaposed with roaring, dramatic footage of Niagara Falls. The dramatic contrast provides an emotional heft that the rest of the exhibition sometimes lacks.

However viewers react to the work, this is art designed for individual contemplation. With most of the films running past the 20-minute mark, Tan’s work benefits from more than a quick walk-through. Fortunately, visitors have an appropriately tranquil environment in which to consider it. The exhibition runs through January 16 at the Sackler Gallery.

Thursday, September 16, 2010

Pathetic attempts at outside reading

I've been trying to finish reading Ismael by Daniel Quinn. Getting past the whole 'telepathic gorilla' concept proves difficult. However, the themes are challenging and take on new significance in the Al Gore era of environmentalism. The idea the novel purports --that mankind is doomed-- is a bitter pill to swallow. And one that would go down easier perhaps if the talking gorilla offered a solution or at least some passing advice. I'm only half way through though, and perhaps Ishmael becomes much more helpful in the final pages.

I've also come to the realization that it's been too long since I've taken photographs. That will change soon.



Tuesday, September 14, 2010

On Cloud Nine

http://www.washingtonian.com/blogarticles/artsfun/afterhours/16751.html

I'm one step closer to becoming an art critic.

Sunday, August 29, 2010

Lemons at Eastern Market

a new blog header to remind me to always make lemonade when life hands me lemons. Or to squirt the bastard in the eye.

I'd like to think I'm a local now, even though I can't shake the tourist feeling.

After attending my first ball game last night, I am now wearing this awesome shirt, which might help.



Friday, August 20, 2010

I moving to Washington DC tomorrow. There's a pit stop in Williamsburg, but DC is the final destination, which means I will no longer be in Nevada. I'm trying to think of a geographically appropriate blog header now, but I can't think of any images that tops what's there now, both in content (It welcoming you to the blog so perfectly!) and aesthetics (look at the primary colors!)

Clearly, I should be focusing on more important things, like packing suitcases, moving in, classes and a looming internship.

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

klosterman, you make me sad.

"We are living in a manner that is unnatural. We are latently enslaved by our own ingenuity, and we have unknowingly constructed a simulated world. The benefits of technology are easy to point out (medicine, transportation, the ability to send and receive text messages during Michael Jackson's televised funeral), but they do not compensate for the overall loss of humanity that is its inevitable consequence. As a species, we have never been less human than we are right now." (Klosterman, Eating the Dinosaur.)

This is beautiful

http://www.sleeptrip.com/300loveletters/2.html

Tuesday, August 17, 2010


I have almost finished Eating the Dinosaur. I could finish it entirely, but I refuse to read the essay on football. Football is dull. It is the dullest of all sports. The only thing good about football is tail-gating and tail-gate food.
With less than one week left in the summer, I don't know what to read next. Should I even bother? Operating under the assumption I will be too busy to leisure read during my semester in DC, my next literary adventure would have to begin in December. I'm also starting to doubt the point of making long, strict reading lists. The past three months are proof that I don't follow them if it's not a book I'm excited about, and Hemingway's prose will never excite me. (This is seperate from the man himself. I love hearing about Hemingway's crazy, alcoholic life).
I do want to read Hitch-22. That one is non-negotiable.

Tessellations, I dig them.




Monday, August 16, 2010

This isn't the best story I've ever written, but it might be the coolest topic:

http://www.nellis.af.mil/news/story.asp?id=123217819

Sunday, August 15, 2010

my rock collection

I keep them in this nifty tin box






http://www.photographyserved.com/Gallery/Your_beautiful_eyes/428809


Images like these make me think about what kind of photographer I am, and what kind of photographer I should be.

Sunday, August 8, 2010

I've been working my way through Eating the Dinosaur by Chuck Closterman. I purchased it in the Orlando Airport, before my flight back to Las Vegas. I had heard mixed reviews of Closterman's work before, but there was a triceratops on the cover so I couldn't resist.

It's mostly a discussion of modern pop culture and how it alters our perceptions of reality. And although that sounds heavy, he tends to keep it light and fluffy. Sex, Drugs and Cocoa Puffs is next on my reading list before I form a finite opinion on Closterman.

However, his musings have force me to contemplate my own musings. Why am I writing this blog, and what do I hope to gain from it? I don't know. I doubt anyone is actually reading.

Originally, I intended to chronicle my photographic pursuits, but this summer has been light on those. It could examine my exploration into cinema and literature, but that doesn't sound accurate either. For now it will stay aimless, even though the blogs that I admire the most are very specific in topic and message.

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

good advice I found


Eat food, not too much, mostly plants


Work out, often, make sure you sweat


Read, a lot, about everything


(I am adding my own:

Get outside, as much as possible, away from a computer screen)

Saturday, July 31, 2010

I'm adding films to my list, since I still have 3 weeks and can fit in a lot more:

1.) Funny Face
2.) West Side Story
3.) the Royal Tenenbaums
4.) Eternal Sunshine for the Spotless Mind
5.) A Clockwork Orange
6.) Schindler's List
7.) Network
8.) This is Spinal Tap
9.) Amelie
10.) Princess Mononoke
11.) Bottle Rocket
12.) Where the Wild Things Are



Experimenting with abstraction. I think the 2nd attempt is more successful.
I like this sign

Friday, July 16, 2010

1 week and 1 day until I'm visiting Walt Disney World

5 weeks and 1 day until I'm moving to Washington D. C.

re-arranged goals:

Clearly I'm not going to finish my AFI list. So here is my revised movie list:

1. Finding Nemo
2. Funny Face
3. Rushmore
4. Tootsie
5. West Side Story

Complete 2 paintings. Just two. This whole "continue painting and be a creative person" thing is harder than I anticipated.


My reading list is still floating up in the air.

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

I found this book in a drawer at my desk. It claims it will change my life. I admit perusing it is interesting.

It's filled with tasks designed to spark soul searching. And perhaps I might gain insight and a certain mental freedom from societal norms if I completed them all.

But I'd rather admire the illustrations and just contemplate doing all the little things they prescribe to create a change of that magnitude.

The book mark I found inside does make an excellent point though.