"She walks in beauty like the night Of cloudless chimes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies."
-- Lord Byron

Mood: Hmm...
Listening to: Joe Strummer
Reading: Velvet Elvis

So....uhh, I've kinda given up on DA. I post a picture, I have over a hundred watchers, and I get like four comments. I've seen a true art scene, and that is what I am striving for. I will continue to post here, but probably infrequently, and I won't put too much weight on feedback and comments. We'll see if that changes.

-A

"She walks in beauty like the night Of cloudless chimes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies."
-- Lord Byron

Mood: Hmm...
Listening to: Joe Strummer
Reading: Velvet Elvis

So today, is the day, it finally happened... My hair has become it's own entity, it live and breathes on it's own now. (The hair on my head Gokuyert, you little perv). I'll get it cut soon.
I've been stressed...lots of school work, it's starting to taper off, but the load is still interesting. I got my first speeding ticket a day or so ago...so stupid, I was going 47 in a 30 zone, real stupid...oh well. There goes more money, sadness. I'm looking forward to break, to hanging with friends, watching movies, non-cafe food...ya know the usual. Looks like I'll have some work too, which should be pretty cool.

I've also kinda reached a point with my artwork, I think it's good, don't get me wrong, but I think it has a very "stock photography" feel, I need to start developing my own...flare, my own style, and conceptually rethink the way I shoot. I hope to meet with one of my art profs on this next semester, I'm at the point where pretty landscapes are nice, but not what I want to be doing. Although I think perhaps my portaiture has gone beyond the stock point, I think I could develop that farther, and pay the bills with that aspect of my talent. We'll see what happens, the future is exciting. Hope everything is going well with everyone else, anything overly interesting going on?

-A

P.S. I turn 19 in 8 days! Man I'm getting old, someone get me a walker...

"She walks in beauty like the night Of cloudless chimes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies."
-- Lord Byron

Mood: Hmm...
Listening to: Smashing Pumpkins
Reading: Velvet Elvis
Watching: Narnia (soon)

It's interesting I think, I've mastered the art of the 30 second conversation. You know what I am talking about, you walk by someone you know, and exchange glances, "Hey, how ya doin'?" "Fine, you?" "Pretty good!" "Ok great have a nice day!" And then you part ways, you might not have even stopped in the first place, this could have all taken place while you were walking past each other. It's almost sad how impersonal the world has gotten. I'm not proud of the fact that I have mastered the 30 second conversation!

-A

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"She walks in beauty like the night Of cloudless chimes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies."
-- Lord Byron

Mood: Hmm...
Listening to: Smashing Pumpkins
Reading: Through Painted Deserts
Watching: Narnia (soon)

Hung my first show today, and also sold two prints. Proof that I shall never open a prints account here on DA. Sure I might have the chance to get my work out to more people faster, but from a money point of view, my prints are worth a lot more when collectors know that I will only be printing twenty prints of a particular picture, ever. Not to mention the fact that I douby any of you would be willing to actually pay for a print, gallery collectors are. I guess I remember what it's like to make money once again with photography.

These were the pictures I used:



School's being a bitch right now, too much work, something's gonna get dropped I'm sure.

Made a drawing today, of some leaves, easily the best drawing I've ever done, I'm not that, that's much to brag about at all, I was happy though but, I'm not a...drawer? Whatever I can't draw, or paint, my medium is through a camera. I work in chips and negatives, I'll leave the pencils and the paints to others.

In other news, I have a new favorite band, if you haven't already gotten the chance to listen through some of the Smashing Pumpkins work, I'd reccomend it. Particularly, their songs off their "Hit's" CD, anyway... yeah good stuff.

We had an artist lecture last night, interesting. We had a painter, forgive me for not remembering his name, but he painted strictly from a message point of view, meaning that he would sacrafice aestetic properties to support a particular message. I'm not sure what I think about that now, I mean, as much as I can respect what he was saying, I'm not sure if I think that a visual artist should be satisfied with dis-unity in his piece, know what I mean? Well, his works sells, and he has collectors, and has been doing it and teaching it for a long time so I assume that he knows what he's doing.

So this summer's is going to be busy, for those of you that remember I worked all last summer doing a comercial contract with our local Fire Dept. doing all their employee photos and stuff, ended up making a 30x30 composite. Made a lot of money. Well turns out I might be doing the same for the police dept, this summer, which is twice as big. Although that means twice as much work, that also means twice as much money, and that's worth it.

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"How happy is the blameless Vestal's lot! The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd."
-- Alexander Pope

Mood: Hmm...
Listening to: Carole King
Reading: My Name is Asher Lev
Watching: ...

It's interesting, I was talking to a friend last night and she mentioned that it's almost required that artsists these days, fit the "brooding artist" sterotype.

I'd agree and disagree with that statement, I think that as artists, are in general, more emotionaly aware then others. I think that, for me at least, something as simple as a song or the weather can totally alter my mood.

Have you all heard some of Wilco's music? I've just started listening to them, they win, I love it. Great work...

But anyway, I think that the creative mentality almost always takes a "tortured soul" kind of person, know what I mean? Even if you are one or not, I think that people tend to be a little more willing to give into depression, not that they are depressed, it's just they relate to the feeling.

I want to move to Seattle and live in a house like Donald Miller, I want a friend that I call Tony the Beat Poet. Someday I wonder if I'll ever live the romanticized life of an starving artist, it looks oddly attractive to me. Like the ending of Janet Finch's White Oleander when the main character ends up in Italy with her lover making art and living in an almost bare apartment. Why does that attract me? I want to sit in the rain and listen to Vivaldi.

Don't take this as depression being manifested by me, because I'm truly happy. I just think to much I'm convinced. Who knows...

-A

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