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[06 May 2003|11:41pm] |
i wish i would have gone to art school immediately after high school so i could DROP OUT. art school drop outs are 10,000 times cooler than art school graduates.
i hated critique tonight. i don't care enough about their work to listen to them talk about it and i don't care enough about my work to listen to them 'think' about it.
here's a hint to all you hopefuls out there: drop art while you have the chance. unless, like me, it's the only thing you can do. if you've got other talents - PURSUE THEM. art will make you want to die over and over and over and over and over and over again.
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[05 May 2003|01:32pm] |
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mother FUCKER! no tungsten balanced ektachrome and i think that i'm going to shoot myself if huron get's their shipment any later than noon tomorrow.
10 slides worth the same as an entire critique yet all we're supposed to do is duplicate our best works. we're 'pretending' that we're applying to photo school. which is something i'm never doing... so is this necessary? i don't think so.
by the way: when you are a hardcore acting, smoker's voice having, skinhead looking, pimp style walking, sci-fi loving mothatrucka with arms 4 times the size of mine... i have all the right to make fun of you when you wear a blue saves the day t-shirt with a cactus on it. jeezus christ.
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[04 May 2003|11:40pm] |
dear god,
please kill everyone who is ugly.
thank you.
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[16 Apr 2003|10:46pm] |
hey, cocaine eyes.
lets do some more lines.
and we'll call it:
"excuse for love"
because,
that is exactly
what we need.
90minutes
200 ml developer
200 ml stop bath
672 ml fixer
dilluted to make 2000 ml of each, the fix devided into 2 baths.
and all i got was 1 good print.
fortunately, it's one of my favorites ever.
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[16 Apr 2003|12:50am] |
today, i wanted to splash chemicals all over the blonde haired girl. she thinks she is pretty artsy.
i think
artsy SUCKS!
go get yourself some cocaine. you're just too boring as you are.
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