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| Thursday, March 10, 2005 | ||
| : 23:58 : I Miss The People Most | ||
I admit, it was a breathtaking, in a bad way. According to google, the only judge that matters, Nil By Mouth has been claimed by the Gary Oldman movie. Something had to be done. Ok there was that. But also, I missed the damn thing. Yes, I appreciated the respite. I appreciated being out of the world now covered beyond all recognition by something called "mainstream media," which, these days, I may or may not be a part of. But really, I missed being a part of this totally overblown narcissistic and freeing thing called self-publishing. But really, I missed the people most. Once when I was 17, I cut a headline out of the LA Weekly (or maybe somewhere else) that said, "I Miss the People Most." I proceeded to paste it onto a cheap canvas and make some sort of really bad painting around it. Yes, there was also a time when I painted. But I could only paint when I was happy, so, you can imagine, it was a spotty endeavor. When I was painting, drawing, etching with regularity, I got a little bit good at it. Late in 1999 I hit my stride. My hand could draw the things I saw with something kind of like ease. I invested in my first and last set of oil paints in the summer of that year. And I painted my first and last oil on two cut pieces of two-by-fours held together by brackets that I had fashioned from the remains of wood from a loft bed my dad had built for me in my first apartment on a then-deserted street in Williamsburg. Sometimes, on very strange early evenings, I will get out the brushes and some water, because I only trust myself with acrylics, and put something truly ghastly down on paper, because I haven't had an extra piece of canvas in my life for years now. And later I'll crumple it up into as tiny a ball as I can and remember that painting takes a lot of damn practice. So does drawing. And so does, I'm pretty sure, writing a blog. It might be all a little messy now, but what I do have going for me is that I write for a living now. It's a meager living, but damn is it better than making websites for drug companies. So I may or may not be a better writer. That really is up for debate, but I meet too many interesting people and see too many interesting things not to put it down on the best name for a website I could ever steal from English movie. Now that oil painting hangs across from my computer:
So I say to the bots, come back my pretties! The last one : : For A Long Time I Used To Write A Blog The next one : : Good Night and Good Luck |
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June 25 : Mmmmm... Snickers Ice Cream Bars... June 17 : May 7 :John Kerry Is A Douchebag But Im Voting For Him Anyway.com Slate on TV Girl's pants catch fire on E train More proof of my dorkiness, but this is pretty neat. March 5 :Snoop & the Olson Twins... speechless. February 12 :Sweeeeeeet. After 3 months of constant phone calls, whining, yelling, and a blow-job to the super (no - he don't have that much clout, but i did answer the door in a towel and it may have helped), I'm getting a new stove!! Woo hoo!! Apple Crisp for everybody!! February 10 :I was working 'till 11PM while my boss was at the MSG Chris Rock show, but this NY Observer piece (oh well - link expired) made me feel like I was there for like a minute.. |
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