if you're bored than you must be boring too.,
these past few days or week or so have been pretty awesome.
the other night, andy me and matt went to the HOSS but it turned out to be a silly art school dumb show. it felt kindve like we were intruding. so we left and sat on a stoop and drank sparks.. then we rode our bike to the model and hung out there. i saw michelle.. and andy and matt spent the whole time trying to get the courage to talk to these girls.. and by the time they did, the girls were leaving.
last night, i went to all asia with dial m. the show was very all asia but still pretty fun. me and andy jacked all the free drink tickets off of the 15 yr olds that were there. afterwards, i went home for a while and then went to a secret piebald show with shep. it was in a practice space which was kinda sweet kinda too cramped for comfort. but it was cool to see them again.. i wish they didn't move away and get all california.
my review board was really easy. i feel a little bit too detatched sometimes though. i think that i'm caring less and less these days. about what other people think that is. which is fine.. but i dont know. i heard what the teachers were saying about my art work but i just didnt care. it didnt phase me in any way at all. i guess in the end, it doesn't really matter what anyone else thinks of my work. the december sale is happening at my school and i was walking around during the special opening night. its when all the benefactors of the museum come and buy all the super expensive paintings.. it was exactly ho you would picture it. the stereotypical rich "art conniseurs" saying shit like "oh this one really speaks to me.. the colors would look great in my bathroom..." -talking about a painting that costs 987298736486742 dollars... they're willign to pay that much because they think that it would look great in their bathroom. they don't even know what they're talking about. i want people to buy my art because they understand the message or something.. or just because they like it.. they don't hve to pretend they know what they're talking about. if those are the pepole who buy art, then forget it, i'm out. i dont want to sell my art. not to them anyway. it sucks because the people who i want to buy my art don't have the money to buy art in general. whatever its a lot to think about. its been on my mind a lot lately. do i really want to deal with those people as a living? ugh. i don't want to think about the future.
we're having a show/party at our house on the 13th. i hope people come.
the other night, andy me and matt went to the HOSS but it turned out to be a silly art school dumb show. it felt kindve like we were intruding. so we left and sat on a stoop and drank sparks.. then we rode our bike to the model and hung out there. i saw michelle.. and andy and matt spent the whole time trying to get the courage to talk to these girls.. and by the time they did, the girls were leaving.
last night, i went to all asia with dial m. the show was very all asia but still pretty fun. me and andy jacked all the free drink tickets off of the 15 yr olds that were there. afterwards, i went home for a while and then went to a secret piebald show with shep. it was in a practice space which was kinda sweet kinda too cramped for comfort. but it was cool to see them again.. i wish they didn't move away and get all california.
my review board was really easy. i feel a little bit too detatched sometimes though. i think that i'm caring less and less these days. about what other people think that is. which is fine.. but i dont know. i heard what the teachers were saying about my art work but i just didnt care. it didnt phase me in any way at all. i guess in the end, it doesn't really matter what anyone else thinks of my work. the december sale is happening at my school and i was walking around during the special opening night. its when all the benefactors of the museum come and buy all the super expensive paintings.. it was exactly ho you would picture it. the stereotypical rich "art conniseurs" saying shit like "oh this one really speaks to me.. the colors would look great in my bathroom..." -talking about a painting that costs 987298736486742 dollars... they're willign to pay that much because they think that it would look great in their bathroom. they don't even know what they're talking about. i want people to buy my art because they understand the message or something.. or just because they like it.. they don't hve to pretend they know what they're talking about. if those are the pepole who buy art, then forget it, i'm out. i dont want to sell my art. not to them anyway. it sucks because the people who i want to buy my art don't have the money to buy art in general. whatever its a lot to think about. its been on my mind a lot lately. do i really want to deal with those people as a living? ugh. i don't want to think about the future.
we're having a show/party at our house on the 13th. i hope people come.