This young skin, these old bones.
With stress at an all time high I’m writing in this thing to make it known that I quit Live Journal, I’m done. I’ve had this thing since 4/24/2003 and I’m almost 21. My life has taken a few amazing turns, since my last post two months ago I had my first solo show at cooper union in the 6th floor gallery. (As sponsored by a Day Gleeson.) The show went very well, so well that the dean chose my work to be apart of the Middle States show. A show that was viewed by 30 some odd major college reps who visit once every 5 years to accredit the school (and all other major universities). This show occurred just this week and was met with great success. Since being back from Spring break I feel like I haven’t accomplished much but I am pretty much done with the majority of my classes. I miss Florida like crazy, but really I just miss the ability to be free. School this semester has been pretty incredible and I feel accomplished to be so far ahead of myself. After being apart of these two shows, my solo show and the middle states show I was chosen to have a show in a professional gallery/performance space. This is going to be a REAL group show. (Not that the last two were in anyway fake.) This show will be held at La Mama Le Galleria. This is a professional established space with a following. It has been around for 45 years and is located in lower Manhattan. (www.lamama.org) The show just got sponsored and will be mentioned shortly. I’ll be given printed cards to hand out and distribute before the end of next week. My show will take place on May 10th (three days before my 21st birthday) I’ll be showing sculptures and my new “college-ruled” series. I hope by sometime this summer to finally have work up online. I find it hard to believe next year will be my senior year after all of this. I’m looking forward to this summer but I’m afraid of having next year just hit me in the face.
This summer I’ll be doing some traveling and working. I may be taking time off next year. I don’t know yet… I need to decide what I’m doing. However I do know that after all this time I can no longer be tied to this blog, or the part of my memory it tends to ignite. It’s a waste of time and I don’t feel like I can do anything with it. Its history is far too over bearing and it’s not what I want to be apart of, plus I’ve kept it for far too long and wish to see it perish. Not to mention going back and having to change the date of my entries drives me absolutely insane, but that mistake was made so long ago it’s unfixable. If you’re actually interested in reading things I have to say or will be publicly journaling you can go here. (http://tommysword.blogspot.com/) that will be up and running shortly. Once I get these show cards I think.
I feel like I’ve gotten very far, and I’d be a dirty fucking liar if I said I didn’t miss my old friends, but the last 8 months of my life have been in and out of insanity and the work I’ve done has been a reflection of the states I have been put through. My focuses have come and gone and I’ve been busy with art, writing, the record label, my family, my friends, and my girlfriend. I sometimes wish I didn’t have to be the one who always take the first step; this assuming I take any step at all. I want to be able to get up and go, see all the old faces, do all the old things. I miss the late night walks, I miss the late night talks, driving, dirty train yards, sleeping in, working a stupid job, sleep overs, learning things I never cared to learn, coming up with new ways to think. I miss just being out on the street. I wish I could have a lot of last summer back right now, I know this summer will be good too but I’m just shocked to look back and take note upon all of my transformations. I still don’t feel like I’m 20, and I certainly don’t feel like I’ll be 21. I want to make films, I been thinking more and more about it since I used to discuss it. I want to move people in a new way. I think I have a visual comprehension of the moving image that could benefit from film production and I’m ready to invest myself in a new practice. Patience is still a virtue I’m investing in, whether I’ll achieve it or not I’m unsure. I’ll be in Florida this summer, amongst other places. If you know me, wish to see me, want to speak with me, I suggest you do so. I encourage communication whether or not I communicate well. Nonetheless. I’m the same kid I was when I was 8, I’m the same kid I was when I as 16, and I’ll still be that same kid next year when I’m 21. Think of my time away as a dismissal, and It’s time I come back, but not with this.
-Tommy Cahill Coleman
PS, There’s going to be a live action film of “where the wild things are.”
So amazing.
This summer I’ll be doing some traveling and working. I may be taking time off next year. I don’t know yet… I need to decide what I’m doing. However I do know that after all this time I can no longer be tied to this blog, or the part of my memory it tends to ignite. It’s a waste of time and I don’t feel like I can do anything with it. Its history is far too over bearing and it’s not what I want to be apart of, plus I’ve kept it for far too long and wish to see it perish. Not to mention going back and having to change the date of my entries drives me absolutely insane, but that mistake was made so long ago it’s unfixable. If you’re actually interested in reading things I have to say or will be publicly journaling you can go here. (http://tommysword.blogspot.com/) that will be up and running shortly. Once I get these show cards I think.
I feel like I’ve gotten very far, and I’d be a dirty fucking liar if I said I didn’t miss my old friends, but the last 8 months of my life have been in and out of insanity and the work I’ve done has been a reflection of the states I have been put through. My focuses have come and gone and I’ve been busy with art, writing, the record label, my family, my friends, and my girlfriend. I sometimes wish I didn’t have to be the one who always take the first step; this assuming I take any step at all. I want to be able to get up and go, see all the old faces, do all the old things. I miss the late night walks, I miss the late night talks, driving, dirty train yards, sleeping in, working a stupid job, sleep overs, learning things I never cared to learn, coming up with new ways to think. I miss just being out on the street. I wish I could have a lot of last summer back right now, I know this summer will be good too but I’m just shocked to look back and take note upon all of my transformations. I still don’t feel like I’m 20, and I certainly don’t feel like I’ll be 21. I want to make films, I been thinking more and more about it since I used to discuss it. I want to move people in a new way. I think I have a visual comprehension of the moving image that could benefit from film production and I’m ready to invest myself in a new practice. Patience is still a virtue I’m investing in, whether I’ll achieve it or not I’m unsure. I’ll be in Florida this summer, amongst other places. If you know me, wish to see me, want to speak with me, I suggest you do so. I encourage communication whether or not I communicate well. Nonetheless. I’m the same kid I was when I was 8, I’m the same kid I was when I as 16, and I’ll still be that same kid next year when I’m 21. Think of my time away as a dismissal, and It’s time I come back, but not with this.
-Tommy Cahill Coleman
PS, There’s going to be a live action film of “where the wild things are.”
So amazing.