October 2008
34 posts
too much stuff.
either my room is too small, or i have too much stuff. when i lived in 90250, just a few months ago, my bedroom felt spacious and everything was organized and uncluttered. now…i feel like everything is falling all the time (including myself) and that i always have shit on the floor and all over my table tops. it bugs the heck out of me, but i am trying to go with it and blame it on being...
"one dollar!"
i witnessed the sweetest scene on my way home today. walking out of the 24th street bart station, i heard a woman yelling in a thick spanish accent, “one dollar! fundraiser!”. i turned to look and there she was, waiving a chocolate bar in the air with her 8yr old son, who also was waiving a chocolate bar in the air, along with the boy’s grandmother (the woman’s mother),...
OUCH
– today i fell down the concrete stairs outside of my apartment. it was really scary. i managed to walk away with only a scatched up knee, a bruise on my arm, and a cut on my hand. ouchie.
White Vagina
– what i titled my newest still life white painting, after being told by our class T.A. that it had lots of folds.