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[+] Thursday, February 22, 2001
thanks to james patterson [presstube] and amit pitaru [pitaru], i have just fallen in love with art again. i'm almost too dizzy to type. their presentation at FlashForward SF 2001 had a profound impact on me, and it's not just the freakishly good work. they obviously have a lot of fun creating and collaborating, something i just haven't been been experiencing lately. now if i can just find a way to apply this inspiration before it completely scrambles my brain...
[+] Saturday, February 17, 2001
scanning the list of fresh emails one subject line grabs my attention. it says "crumbed bumhole", and it's from my brother. based on the content of the email (he was having trouble with mum's website) i have to assume the rough translation is "crappity, crap, crap". needless to say i thought it was a bit of alright, and it prompted a fruitless search for a particularly cool aussie slang dictionay i stumbled across a year or two ago.
[+] Friday, February 09, 2001
i feel like the guy in fight club, only without all the fighting. dividing decision making responsibilities between internal personalities can make life much more interesting.
when tammy asked if i wanted to go to senegal for 7 months, a part of me decided on the spot, "if there's any way i can, i will". the rest of me, infested with fear as it is, squeaked and gurgled vague protests but was unable to make any impact on the decision. apparently, we are going to senegal for seven months. and that, is that.
when gilles asked me last night, "what made you want to do this?", i told him i didn't feel like i had a choice, the decision was made for me. and when i think about it, that's probably the best way to explain this fight-club thing. it's really not neccessary to mention the pecking order of my various personalities. in fact, i should make a new rule never to publicly discuss things that could get me institutionalized.
[+] Monday, February 05, 2001
at 4pm i finally managed to drag myself out of the house. (i have to make up little errands for myself to make sure i don't stay in for weeks on end). today my mission was to find a bunch of gaudy travel brochures, 'cause i need tropical imagery for the little music video i'm making.
of course whenever you go looking for these types of images, the ones that seem inescapable every other day of your life, they are nowhere to be found. but san francisco wasn't going to send me home empty handed.
somehow i managed to have my hand kissed by a super-cute boy called mickey who's hair was braided into a hundred tiny braids which all stood about 5 inches tall. is it *possible* that i didn't ask for his number?
and then the cardboard "where the wild things are" monsters outside virgin megastore chomping, growling and demanding change. wowie-zowie! definately the most impressive pan-handling strategy i've even seen. these guys are curled up inside the boxes operating the menacing jaws. that's got to be hard work.
and i knew i shouldn't have gone into virgin. i thought it'd be ok 'cause i often go in, look at the magazines, then leave. but of course i had to accidentally open up a book, scrawl : dirty graphics and strange characters, that has a bunch of full page spreads of one of my favorite artists phil frost.
thanks san francisco!
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