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January 30, 2012

fear and everything else

We say that “you’ve got nothing to lose” but when you really want something there is always something feel loss about.

I have to buy notebooks and pens and mechanical pencils tomorrow. Coloraid paper, rubber cement, charcoal, big clean sheets of rag paper, and ten erasers I’ll probably misplace. Return Library books. Drop off a rental application. Move my desk to the other side of the room. Write a check for $1200. First day back to school at 2pm. Mesoamerican Art and Architecture.

Running at the Towson gym. Dinner with Amy. 

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January 29, 2012
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ahhhhhhhhhhh just saying, look at it.

ahhhhhhhhhhh

just saying, look at it.

(via iwantmybearsuit)

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January 27, 2012
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Vacation

I don’t handle time off from school or work very well. There are a few people that know this about me, but it usually doesn’t make any sense to anyone else. My self-esteem plummets to zero, I get paranoid about the world, I feel like I don’t have anything to validate my existence and typically spend most of the time hugging my cat, sleeping for 15 hours at a time and crying over what to wear in the afternoon. I used all the energy in my entire body doing someone else’s dishes for the umpteenth time today before dragging my frowny face to work. It was there I saw the pile of textbooks from amazon waiting for me - is it too soon to start reading?

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January 26, 2012
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cavetocanvas: Alfred Stieglitz, Georgia O’Keeffe, 1918

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Alfred Stieglitz, Georgia O’Keeffe, 1918

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January 24, 2012
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My pupils are gigantic all of the time.  I woke up this morning at home in Delaware after a long drive last night at 10pm. Taking the 2:45pm train to Philadelphia this afternoon, the weather is perfect to walk around the city.  My 20th Century Modern Design class has finally ended, I escaped with an A-, receiving the highest grade in the class on the third exam. I am sufficiently relieved. Onto the next.

My pupils are gigantic all of the time. 

I woke up this morning at home in Delaware after a long drive last night at 10pm.

Taking the 2:45pm train to Philadelphia this afternoon, the weather is perfect to walk around the city. 

My 20th Century Modern Design class has finally ended, I escaped with an A-, receiving the highest grade in the class on the third exam. I am sufficiently relieved. Onto the next.

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January 24, 2012
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black-and-white: Trotting Buffalo B&W (by friedmud)

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Trotting Buffalo B&W (by friedmud)

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January 22, 2012
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Cass McCombs last night at the Ottobar.

Cass McCombs last night at the Ottobar.

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January 20, 2012
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Friday

I just got home from work. There’s a loud MICA party next-door with keg stands and pop music. I’m drinking Andre on my sofa while listening to lectures on modern graphic design. My roommate is having an awkward conversation in the kitchen with her ex-boyfriend that usually comes with benefits. Joe is texting me to come to the Windup space. I just miss my best friend. I want to wake up early but I can’t fall asleep. 

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January 19, 2012
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January 17, 2012
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cavetocanvas: Ana Mendieta, Silueta Works in Mexico, 1973-77 From The Museum of Contemporary Art, Los Angeles: Ana Mendieta was born into a politically prominent family in Cuba closely affiliated with the Communist movement led by Fidel Castro. When the alliance between Castro’s factions and Mendieta’s father turned sour in 1961, she was sent to live in the United States. Her exile informed the development of her ensuing work; she did not identify with a particular homeland and adopted various sites for her performances and their documentation. The untitled works that comprise the Silueta series, which she preformed as she traveled between Iowa and Mexico, reveal her interest in the earth as a site to address issues of displacement by recording the presence of her body—or the imprint it left behind—within different natural environments. Mendieta often filled in the silhouette of her body on the earth with various materials such as rocks, twigs, and flowers, as well as blood and gunpowder.

cavetocanvas:

Ana Mendieta, Silueta Works in Mexico, 1973-77

From The Museum of Contemporary Art, Los Angeles:

Ana Mendieta was born into a politically prominent family in Cuba closely affiliated with the Communist movement led by Fidel Castro. When the alliance between Castro’s factions and Mendieta’s father turned sour in 1961, she was sent to live in the United States. Her exile informed the development of her ensuing work; she did not identify with a particular homeland and adopted various sites for her performances and their documentation. The untitled works that comprise the Silueta series, which she preformed as she traveled between Iowa and Mexico, reveal her interest in the earth as a site to address issues of displacement by recording the presence of her body—or the imprint it left behind—within different natural environments. Mendieta often filled in the silhouette of her body on the earth with various materials such as rocks, twigs, and flowers, as well as blood and gunpowder.