singing islands: May 2009

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

today and tomorrow

thanks to everyone who was part of, helped, or came out to graduation, the exhibition, and the festival at my house. NO thanks to the people that walked over the fire escape onto my neighbors house.

i think im going to retire the blog for a week or two. really, i have nothing to say or share. if you are lucky enough, you will be getting some mail soon. im going to work on that. and maybe take some pictures. i havnt used a camera in months.

now im going to just hang out with my new neighbors and their kitten.

Saturday, May 23, 2009

i care because you don't

hangover.

hungover.

listening to the allman brothers.

make the books and make the cake.

get the sunglasses and the strawberries.

cups/ forks/ rags/ balloons.

drink lots of water.

party today and tonight --->

good weather

best hits

cache$$

slasher risk

fluorescent vibes

(& other bands too)

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

sdeb

Because I can not focus

I decided to clean up my bookmarks

I'll share the better parts

AAA

A Year in Love and Music, Jeffrey Lewis cartoon

Europa Film Treasures

Eyemaze

iheartphotograph

Jules & Jim (1962) Catherine and Albert's song

More soon

Periodic Table of Typefaces

Photos of TV

PSFK

Stefan Glerum: Crate Digging, Don't Do It!

Telescopic text

You fell asleep watching a dvd

Enjoy.

Now I am going to take a shower to try and take the sleep-itch away.

Sunday, May 17, 2009

atreyu

I'm still recovering from Friday night, the first time I went out in weeks. Saw Dan Deacon Ensemble and danced until my feet got bloody and then took my clothes off. Cammisa told me some girl said she wanted to punch me in the face. I couldn't hear her say that and just so I smiled and kept dancing.

There are pictures somewhere that I'm curious to find.

*****

I lost my favorite sweatshirt in the fucking computer lab (either 3rd or 4th floor). It is blue and smells terrible: like old spice, pastels, and spilled miso soup. Please contact me if you find it.

i feel like a dead battery without it

I am back to the lab for what I hope is the last time. No more speed, strictly tea.

Thursday, May 14, 2009

jeans

I wear jeans almost everyday and it has not held me back.

breakdown

I called you because I was scared of dying and I was trying to /

trying not to throw up on my own stoop.

I couldn't find the keyhole in the lock

of the front door.

You didn't answer and still have not called me back.

It is too late now because my phone is off.

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

2/5 there

I have only a handful of favorite photographers. It is a small and scattered group.

These artists are all intelligent and sincere. The photographs are excogitative and often include pieces of the artist's physical body or traces of its existence in the images. The work is not evidence of life or as a result of living, it is more.
My favorite photographers are perspectivists. Their work illustrates the many ways of seeing 'real' objects and the unlimited truths in our world. A photograph can offer the viewer many ideas or perspectives, but it can never give a definitive truth. Neither the photographer, subject or viewer has knowledge of the noumenon, the thing-in-itself.

My favorite photographers are transcendentalists.

Photography is less art and more science. The medium requires traveling to a destination and studying a particular subject. A talented photographer can study a subject's qualities that are not immediately apparent to the human eye. The best photographs are to be viewed slowly. Repeatedly. The most interesting photographs do not rely on shock or the allure of novelty. These images do not necessarily display a new subject to the viewer, but display the subject in a way that the viewer has rarely, if ever, seen before.

Consequently, this display opens a new realm of possible meanings, interpretations and actions in our world.

Jim Goldberg

We are a very emotional and tight family, 1979 Silver print 35.2 x 27.4 cm.

SAN FRANCISCO — "Manny loves me—but I am too strong to love him." ... "This photo makes me want to cry," 1982.
© Jim Goldberg

Francesca Woodman

Lee Friedlander is close to being a favorite, but he I don't think he is.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

happy mothers day

I am almost done with school (forever/ or for a very long time).
I am presenting my senior work on Wednesday! I have class up until the 18th which is my web design final presentation and radio documentary presentation.

Between essays, sound editing, printing and css coding, I've been working on my half of me and Monica's setlist for my SUMMERTTIME (no)BLUES PARTY/ FESTIVAL. The party has had too many names, but what to know is that it is on Saturday the 23rd and goes from 1pm until Sunday afternoon.
We already have something like 10 bands playing, mostly noise bands in the backyard starting Saturday afternoon, then when we start up again around 8 or 9 it will be in the basement.
My house is gonna fall down.

Monica and I wanted to break up the BK-centricity and all the noise, so we will be paying our respects to the dirty bits we came from---> MIA and ATL respectively. The setlist is gonna be heavy on southern rap throwbacks and dub (because its summertime.) I won't be saying anything else about it, but here is a preview of some jamz: