Sharpie-no-san
There is a something comin this way.
There is an air of apprehension shrouding all. We are all waiting for SOMETHING.
And for the life of me i can't figure out what it is.
Two words have been haunting me lately. Endocrine and agitation.
The first because of Bio, the second because during the last few weeks I'll stumble upon moments where that is my state: one of agitation and I don't know why.
There things to look forward too and decisions to make.
People to hurt, wounds to heal and photojournals to flesh out.
I was thinking the other day about what I would do without art. And where I was going before the inexplicable cosmos shifted and i was planted in LFI, with my present friends to meet the extraordinary people that have moulded me.
I look forward to Photo class and Ms. Moss and Ms. Porter and my life in the creative womb.
I think pregnancy mania has taken me ahold. I don't want to BE it, just dwell in the world of it, in the presence of unborn babes.
Fifth Ave. Cinema blew my mind. Original theatre and neighborhood theatre are experiences that have never before come my way.
Except that strange episode in Gr.6 where we went to the Ridge theatre and saw a French movie no one could understand about kittens and the Montreal Canadiens and smoking cigarettes on Greyhound buses.
Puzzlement overtakes me when I look back on this fact.
Arbutus Club blues.
Caviar bar at Google HQ.
M
There is an air of apprehension shrouding all. We are all waiting for SOMETHING.
And for the life of me i can't figure out what it is.
Two words have been haunting me lately. Endocrine and agitation.
The first because of Bio, the second because during the last few weeks I'll stumble upon moments where that is my state: one of agitation and I don't know why.
There things to look forward too and decisions to make.
People to hurt, wounds to heal and photojournals to flesh out.
I was thinking the other day about what I would do without art. And where I was going before the inexplicable cosmos shifted and i was planted in LFI, with my present friends to meet the extraordinary people that have moulded me.
I look forward to Photo class and Ms. Moss and Ms. Porter and my life in the creative womb.
I think pregnancy mania has taken me ahold. I don't want to BE it, just dwell in the world of it, in the presence of unborn babes.
Fifth Ave. Cinema blew my mind. Original theatre and neighborhood theatre are experiences that have never before come my way.
Except that strange episode in Gr.6 where we went to the Ridge theatre and saw a French movie no one could understand about kittens and the Montreal Canadiens and smoking cigarettes on Greyhound buses.
Puzzlement overtakes me when I look back on this fact.
Arbutus Club blues.
Caviar bar at Google HQ.
M