21 March 2009 @ 10:05 am
show me theres a pull on a syllable  


My mom, dad and grandma should be arriving at the dorm building in approximately thirty minutes! I am undeniably excited... I haven't seen my parents since January and my grandma since June! We are going shopping for apartments, since I will be moving into one at the end of next month. As much as I adore Darla and Schuylar, I will always hate dorm life. My roomates are great, but this building is tragic! It is frozen in the winter (we call the elevator "the meat locker", and once I woke up to find ice on the inside of my window) and the stairwells are filled with mold. The walls are very thin and people leave gross remnants of food and toothpaste in the sinks. I love the art institute, but these dorms are awful!

I can't wait to move into a tiny studio with a little sunroom and a kitchen with formica countertops. I'll have a sunbed where I will lay in the glimmer of fairy lights and read books on Egyptology while sipping hot tea. My kitchen will be overflowing with raw fruits and vegetables from local farmers markers. Ashes will be curled up on a pillow, purring. That is one of the benefits of an apartment: I can bring my crazy cat back! I miss her... her fuzzy, grey, shedding coat and big green eyes. Her sharp teeth!

My Ozymandias journal came in the mail! The best part is that the pages are unlined- I can use it as a sketchbook as well! And the spine is a hidden spiral which makes it excessively easy to write in. It was very much worth the $9 that I paid for it. Ewan also surprise-mailed me Crispin Glover's cd "The Big Problem does not equal the solution. The Solution equals Let It Be." This cd is a trip! I thought his books were weird, but this has left me speechless and I love it. I can now listen to Clowny Clown Clown on my iPod, which is, I think, the absolute best part of the surprise.

I bought bubblegum cigarettes which I am planning to use to prank my parents. They are so silly! The bubblegum has the consistency and flavor of hard plastic, but when you blow out the "filtered" end, little puffs of smoke come out! It So cute!

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Current Location: the lava lounge
Current Mood: excited
Current Music: The Weakerthans - This is a Fire Door, Never Leave Open
 
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19 March 2009 @ 09:54 am
return again to my blue world  
Its spring break and the dorms are absolutely empty. The quiet is unnerving but completely gratifying at the same time. Silence is highly underrated. My headphones broke and I spent most of yesterday with no music being piped into my ears. I listened to robins and grackles sing, tour guides inquire and the banter of people who roamed the sculpture gardens and walked near the Paeseo. Cars, however, continue to be a problem. Their incessant whirring and mechanical clatter is obnoxious. The world needs more bikes, more calloused feet and more public transportation. Cars are good for long distances only, and even then should be preferably green. I have such a distaste for speeding bullets. I am asked, quite often, how I have such a good way with directions, and I feel it is due to my lack of car-driving experience. When you drive, you forget to see. You miss all the little things in life. So much is lost in gasoline fumes and burnt rubber.

Saw Watchmen again. If you have not seen this film yet, please do. It is intelligent, gory, action-packed and filled with lovable moments such as these:





It is seriously good stuff. The graphic novel is great, as well, as it is filled with all sorts of little visual symbols and subtle references. The amount of depth in both of these works is fantastic. They will make you think and ponder and question!





As previously hinted, I traveled to the art museum, yesterday. I love the great, green lawn dotted with sculptures and children and birds and blades of grass shifting in the wind. Imagine it. The marble columns and grand staircases. Staring at Egyptian art sends shivers up your spine. Nefertiti is so graceful. Isis, Anubis, Horus. Ramses II looks so tragically epic. Venture past sculptures cast by Grecian hands, re-created by Romans, adored by thousands. Look on tiny cherubs and gold leaf and suits of armor. Stroll back into your own century. Leave in a hall with sloping glorious walls painted with the history of this world. The statues stare you down. Return to the quiet of your dorm and dream a little.



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Current Location: the lava lounge
Current Mood: okay
Current Music: Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Hysteric
 
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17 March 2009 @ 02:18 pm
do you remember the day when we met?  
Sometimes I think the only things pertinent in life are the moments in between. In between kisses when you breathe a subtle breathe. As you walk from class to class to work and realize the brightness of the blue sky. When you realize that you are alive. Humanity is relative, as is time. Human life has no meaning, other than that which we prescribe to it. It is in the in betweens where we realize this and determine who we are, where we are going, and what we would like to become.



I am thinking about Venus precariously balanced on the cusp of an open shell, her body delicately painted in tempura. Botticelli understood the power of the in between. Venus is surrounded by the wind and by spring, but her true meaning lies in negative space. Love was borne of the sea. She is as fleeting as the tide. She comes and goes with the cycle of the moon. To deny that the Earth is your mother is to deny the fact that the tide, like one's menstrual cycle, can be counted on by the phases on the moon. Everything is connected. Those who believe in God should look no farther than the ocean. Their hands should dip into the soil. In between heaven and hell is Earth and in every myth there is the reality that our blue planet slowly turns in a galaxy made up of the spaces in between.

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Current Location: the lava lounge
Current Mood: sick
Current Music: My Chemical Romance - Famous Last Words
 
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