Tuesday, June 1, 2010

the third galaxy

I look ridiculously forward to very small, insignificant events. It's because I don't have enough fun in my life. I'm super excited art walk is tomorrow, omgz.

You know how everyone flocks to see the Mona Lisa? And it's such a small and not particularly interesting painting. Not especially unique. A lot of paintings had small hints of smiles. I don't see what the big deal is. I look at all those people and deem them art fools, but then, if I was there, I'd crowd around to see it too, just because OMG it's the Mona Lisa (!!!) and it's so famous, you just have to lay your eyes on it (!!!). But seriously. People just hear enough that something is great and they perpetuate that idea, regardless of how they really feel about it. I think academically, art discussion should be about measurable elements: composition, color, expression, era, popularity, etc. Not greatness. I wish more people opened up their minds. Close-mindedness is a total dream killer.

I've been getting a lot of conflicting advice from people over an issue that I shouldn't even be talking/thinking about. Because, apparently with the other party concerned, it's a non-issue. Which is...fair. In my defense, I'm a girl. I'm pretty sure all girls have this focus sometimes. Especially me, because I lack the ability to separate an event from its complete historical context, which makes for drive-you-mad ruminations. (Ruminations = psychology's kiss of death (mental wellness-wise.) And then there's my emotions, oh geez. Latest advice, pull a literary "On second thought....wtf?" But I don't think I'm going there.

Sigh. I was in physical pain for all of Thursday through Sunday, so the weekend wasn't *fantastic*, per say. I did grab some fabulous Express shirts and dumplings from Bentos. Someone suggested a model for my summer shoot that's a blonde. I really didn't want to go in that direction. I wanted dark skin and hair...but I could find a way to make blonde work. I want to use the new car (spitfire) as a prop. I think her hair might clash. :/

Tarantino, and possibly Eli Roth, have awesome taste in music. Everyone knows how great the Kill Bill soundtracks are. I'm upset that the Hostel soundtrack, at least on ITunes, is crap. Well, orchestrated pieces only, which isn't crap, it's just that I wanted the foreign disco music. Treti Galaxie (aka Stella Stai) is the best song to dance around your room to. So happy happy happy, unlike Hostel itself. I love Hostel! Or Jay Hernandez and disco music..I'm not really clear on which.

ITunes is finally getting some world music, but they're super slow about it. Like, wtf? And raising some prices, to $1.29. Um, nooo. :(
Don't like.
I'm going to redo my whole Itunes library, and I need to buy a lot.

I have this canvas waiting to be gessoed and I kind of know what I want to paint, but then I stare at it for a while, and find a way to avoid it. Someone needs to lock me in my room so I have no choice.

Busy week. Tomorrow's almost here!

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