epidermal historectomy!

I just got back from an AMAZING trip to seattle to see Jason Webley, Estradasphere, Evelyn Evelyn and Amanda Palmer! oh my god...if my legs didn't hurt so bad i may think i dreamed it all! ^_^
So...We ended up leaving boise around 8:30 at night...and the amazing Kimber drove the whole way in the dark through all the scary fog! We ended up stopping at the dennys in pendleton around 2...and there was totally a redneck fight in the parking lot as we were leaving! (it was probably over meth...according to our waitress, that is about all there is to do in that sad little town...) Kimber totally broke up the fight by almost running them over with her truck and screaming out the window at them! it was hilarious!

We stopped at a rest area in the middle of god knows where...and spotted this:

...good times!


so we got into seattle around...9 in the morning...and got lost:
god...i keep getting distracted by looking at my videos...this blog is gonna take FOREVER!!!




calliope really wanted to help read the map, so knickie and i had to be on puppy-restraint duty for a while...see how much we hated it? lol





so...we finally make it to our hotel...and it is all teh classy! look! there were even gang signs written on the fake flowers by the elevator (which for some reason had a light switch inside it...ever ridden in a dark elevator? it is SCARY)! ooh!



for some reason we decided that walking around seattle (up and down hills...in circles and back and forth until our legs almost fell off) was more important than sleep...so knickie and i went exploring while kimber and holly recovered before the show.
saw the space needle...



then saved it from a giant hippo...



you're WELCOME, seattle! geeze...where's my key to the city?

went down to the market...saw some water...



and some more water...



eventually, we met up with a seansean...



...walked around the market some more, where i saw a daycare with this sign in the window:

made me happy!

...found our way back to the hotel, and got ready for the show!
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so...we get to the space at 608 a little late...jason was already playing...but we found decent seats...everyone was sitting on the ground...







Next up was Estradasphere...i hadn't heard of them, but they were pretty fun...did a zelda/mario song that was pretty great.

And after that...the moment we were waiting for! oh wait...but not really! hehehe i got all excited thinking evelyn evelyn was up...but instead it was amanda palmer singing with estradasphere...still pretty sweet!

Finally! the first ever live performance given by the "twins," evelyn and evelyn!
aren't they so cute? (jason is so pretty in drag! and of course amanda is always gorgeous...) lots of videos and pics for your enjoyment! hehe...they kept doing the whole "Twin Falls Idaho" whispering thingy...twas cute...






my video is a little bit better than this, but i can't seem to get it to upload...sad!

Elephant elephant is permanently stuck in my brain...thanks, kimber...

the twins had to stop and have a snack...da'aww...









someone even made evelyn-evelyn cookies!!!




after all sorts of good times, the twins retreat back into their room...then after a few minutes, out pops amanda (in her bra, lol) asking if we wanted her to go against doctors orders and sing us a song...well, DUH!!!

Amanda Palmer

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so as if that weren't full of awesome enough, we stuck around afterwards with some other people and helped jason and amanda write a silly song! turns out they sent out an email about an evelyn evelyn fanart contest, but amanda forgot to specify the evelyn evelyn bit...so they got some weird stuff! this guy sent in some images of a scarification thingy he had done, and...well...i'll let the video do the talking! i'm in the back on the left...kinda behind jason...





anywho...it was good times all around! and as soon as my stupid videos decide to upload, i'll even post this so that someone can read it! oooooooh!

Work in progress...

I'm in a sculpture class right now...just beginning sculpture, but it is fun. Today my teacher suggested making a sort of photo diary of our progress on the stone sculpture we started so that people understand how much work it takes...so here you go!



this is my initial sketch i came up with...im sort of going for a Mayan/quetzaquotal look...



aaaaand this is my stupid $40 rock...it is actually really pretty now that it is all cleaned up...i'll take some more pictures in class on tuesday.



this is the little clay moquette that i came up with for my sculpture... i like his face a lot! very fierce...



but from the side he looks a bit like a Chinese dragon. it seems that i have blended the two cultures into one unstoppable SUPERCULTURE!!! go me!



a little glimpse of the super-intense back design i decided to do...it is supposed to be like the dragon-snake's underbelly showing...



oh god...what am i getting myself into?


well, there you have it...stay tuned for another update on tuesday as i try to start carving my rock...keep your fingers crossed that i still have all of mine to type with!

its not that i'm questioning my sanity...just the rest of the world's...

today...as i was waiting on the street for the bus in the middle of a pretty bad snowstorm, i look up and see a man in sweats riding his bike past me on the opposite side of the street...that he was wearing naught but sweats in and of itself was a bit odd...but as he drew closer to me, i realized that was not why he caught my eye...you see, he was wearing a neon-rainbow clown wig and full facial clown makeup and a little red clown nose! of course, i didn't have my camera...and no one else was around to even notice...so none of my friends believe me...

not that i can blame them...if i didn't know i don't do drugs...i would have assumed i hallucinated the whole thing!

i used to think that the surrealists were just fucking bizarre...but now i understand...shit like that makes you think a bit.

Objectification

Thought i'd practice bullshitting writing artists' statements...

i chose to show her faceless as an example of the
objectification of women in society.
and her pose is oh, fuck it...

its a pretty scantily clad ladee. enjoy. sometimes...despite what the standard pretentious art major wants you to think...pictures are drawn for the sake of being drawn...not to impart some life changing message on the viewer...or to create a revolutionary movement in society...but because the artist started drawing, and it just happened.

the thing i hate about being an art major...is that if you present a piece to a class, or professor and tell them that you just drew it for the sake of drawing it, you are judged...and found lacking. i am not a politically minded person by any means. i don't have a hidden message behind the vast majority of things that i create...but in order to succeed in art classes, i was forced to wear a mask of sorts pretending to have multiple levels of intended meanings in my projects. i hate that. i think that being created with the intention of being aesthetically pleasing is just as important as this other crap that people spew.

the thing that really gets me is that if you sit in on a studio class long enough, you will find that the students simply regurgitate the same message over and over. so in their attempt to turn us into free thinking revolutionaries, our professors have succeed only in creating an army of "liberal-minded" automotons. ugh. it really disgusts me.

/end rant

can i just say...

GLEE!

(apparently) the girl of my dreams.

Have you ever had a dream that came true?
I have...on several occasions, actually. now, i'm not talking of visions of lottery numbers from the future...i'm not clairvoyant...i have just had some dreams in my time of mundane daily situations in settings i'd never seen before that ended up happening later (sometimes years later) in the waking world.

i sense your skepticism. i will elaborate. when i was younger...maybe 13 or 14 years old, i had a dream that i was in a big room made up of stairs, talking with people i had never seen before. i looked up and a girl who was on the lower level of stairs looked up at me and smiled right before turning around and leaving the room. years later, i transferred to a different high school from the one i was supposed to go to...after a few months there, i was in the music room, waiting for orchestra to start and the whole situation replayed itself. the room that the orchestra practiced in consisted mainly of a series of levels for the chairs to rest on (similar to stairs) so that everyone in the back could still see the conductor. before i went there, i had never seen this room. it was bizarre.

that has happened to me a couple times...

last night i had a dream. these dreams i have...the ones that happen later...they all have a certain feel to them...i am seeing things and people that i haven't seen/met yet...and yet i am participating in activities like i am around them all the time...its kinda like i would imagine that fellow from "quantum leap" must have felt...anyway...i won't go into too much detail, as i hate to cheapen one of the happiest dreams i've had with words...but it started out sort of in the middle...like coming into an episode of a tv show halfway through it...you have no idea what is going on...but you figure it out eventually...

i was in a large room...with these benches...really low to the ground and padded (sort of like the ones in hookah bars...) and we were sitting around a table...and i was having a conversation with a bunch of people whose faces i never really saw...but my friend Lauren was there...i remember that...anyway...after a while, i realize that there is a girl using my lap as a pillow...never seen her before in my life, don't know her name, nothing. we start talking and she is very affectionate and...familiar is the only word i can think of...the way couples in love are with eachother, you know? anyway...it was nice. god. i can't explain it. no, it wasn't a "sex dream..." it was just...like i got a glimpse of my future and got to see what everyday life could be like for me if i ever find "someone." i didn't want to wake up...the whole time i just couldn't shake the feeling that this was real. i was aware it was a dream...it was like i was a passenger in my future self...when i woke up, i was so sad.

i want so badly for this to be one of those dreams that happens later on...i want to meet this girl. i can't even remember her face...i just remember how i felt about her and around her...is it possible to will someone into existence? i just can't shake this feeling that she is real. and that she is out there somewhere. i told emily about my dream a bit...she said "wouldn't it be great if you found her, and she was real...and had the same dream...only she remembered your face?"


so this is it. if you are out there...remember me! i exist.

i hope the whole thing wasn't just some freudian view into my inner desire for a relationship or some shit like that...

indecision

blog? why yes i think i shall.

but whatever will i write?
pumpernickel is a good word...i believe i will write pumpernickel.


pumpernickel.

ah. that was lovely. such a fun word.


too bad the bread tastes like shite.