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boy am i nostalgic, but not in a bitter-sweet way -- i feel free from all the memories, and happy to recall them. its all old entries from claire e., saved conversations, comments on xangers, even nabil is on there (and pictures, shiet). its so odd to look back on younger you, all the inside jokes, and the perspective i get on myself that i didnt have before. its a winding road that leads to right now, but the studio will never be too small for me! i want a new haircut, or just change of some sort, i'll ask jin soo to snip it. ugh i have summerschool tomorrow and i am restless as fuck. when i was in milwaukee on saturday i thought up this really coole installation that i think ill put up in northside when school starts. it kind of reminds me of op art, but it is not that poppy and does not take after any of that homogenised pop art shit. i realise now that time as a theme in art is very significant to me. was eva hesse's diary ever published? i'm not sure, and i doubt it, but it would be bonified if it was. lets make a visual thesaurus yeth! ugh this culture is so fucking haggard. i would welcome a saturday night dinner with beau and jay,
"Do you understand life?"
"No, but I understand that the sky is blue and that the trees are green."
"Do you understand life?"
"No, but I understand that the sky is blue and that the trees are green."