fuck tha po-lice, fuck em.
If some motherfucker ever tries to put his hands on me again I will spit in his fucking face. Anyways, who really has the advantage when the story is on bike vs. on foot? The car vs. shnnn situation was almost not as successful on my part. what a night.
I have been really shakey lately. my legs were last night when we got to TSI and now my left arm is really shakey, possibly from just holding a half-empty gallon of paint. The color of which is slightly dissatisfying.
Once when I was in the beginning of my freshman year at ACA, I was talking to a friend of mine who had already graduated about a painting that she was working on. It was a very large painting that she was adhering cut-out images to. I remember her complaining that she was getting an undesired effect from the tiny edge where the paper was not flush with the panel, how there was a slight shadow and you could see the line. And I remember thinking, "what is the big deal about that, you can hardly tell?" That comes to mind now as I am painting around the edge of some tracing paper and its all I can focus on. Its funny how much things have changed since when I was satisfied with my less refined approach...
la la la cherry limeade.
end.
I have been really shakey lately. my legs were last night when we got to TSI and now my left arm is really shakey, possibly from just holding a half-empty gallon of paint. The color of which is slightly dissatisfying.
Once when I was in the beginning of my freshman year at ACA, I was talking to a friend of mine who had already graduated about a painting that she was working on. It was a very large painting that she was adhering cut-out images to. I remember her complaining that she was getting an undesired effect from the tiny edge where the paper was not flush with the panel, how there was a slight shadow and you could see the line. And I remember thinking, "what is the big deal about that, you can hardly tell?" That comes to mind now as I am painting around the edge of some tracing paper and its all I can focus on. Its funny how much things have changed since when I was satisfied with my less refined approach...
la la la cherry limeade.
end.