Friday, December 14


I woke up, with the casualness of one who is done with final exams, and looked out my window to see this:

As the day went on, the snow grew. We're supposed to get a foot or so. Many flights were delayed. Ahh. More pictures follow.

Saturday, December 8

Noise Diaries #4

♬ Noise Diaries 2007-0011-0026

This one actually has a beat. It's finals week. I won't be sleeping for the next three days.

Wednesday, December 5

The Lowdown: 3D Design

Okay, so we're on the last week of the semester and I've only gone over one class. with one update. i know. but, alas, here's introducing 3D Design. Like 2D design, we deal with aesthetic decisions, only in this class instead of a 2D plane it's three dimensional (pretty simple, huh?). Basically, my teacher:

(and i mean that in the nicest way possible, i absolutely love this teacher. there are just some visual similarities, what can i say). Her name is Wendy Seller. She's really nice, and a good teacher. So far this year, we've started off with 3D self portraits (done out of chipboard), abstract clay pieces, another self portrait, an assignment dealing with planes and lines, and now we've been working on our final project for the past two weeks (a wearable piece drawing inspiration from another sculpture and piece of architecture). I have to present to you the planes and lines assignment (which I believe was my teachers favorite of mine). I'm putting that assignment up because she photographed it (the main obstacle in my procrastination of putting up work).

Oh god, theres such a horror story behind this piece. I spent the usual amount of time on it about, working late into the night, yada yada, and my teacher really liked it. That day during class we were at the library and she mentioned to me "Oh, i really liked your piece, make sure nothing happens to it so we can at least photograph it or use it for the show later." I'm like "psh, nothing ever happens to my pieces, piece of cake."

When we get back to class, the first thing i do is take out a piece of paper, which, with the slightest breeze tilts my piece and rolls it off the table. I hear it explode, and look over to see a collection of single sticks sitting on the floor. It was cursed from the moment my teacher opened her mouth. and of course, when i finished the night before, i thought to myself "should i take a picture? Nah, my teacehr will take a better one." Wonderful.

But, with pure will and determination, i was able to use the old glue marks and my handy ol memory to slowly piece it back together. it just wasnt fun. fuck.

Well, in the end my teacher said it was worth it, because she adores it. So, yeah. I don't know what else to say about it. It's an abstract piece dealing with planes and lines and it used one color. I'll try to get some more stuff from 3D up. you'll definitely at least see the final. Also, my drawing final + critique is on Friday, where I'll be putting up all of my (decent) work from the year on a wall. I'll try to get pictures, because i like the work i do in drawing. for the most part.

Tuesday, December 4


2nd snow,
1st that stuck
(sort of)

Tuesday, November 27

Noise Diaries #3

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First multitrack one I've uploaded. don't worry, it's short.

Monday, November 26

Dracula Mountain

Right now, on full volume, in my sickness, this song has is just what i need. try it yourself.

someone, please, buy a drumset and teach yourself so we can play this when i get home. please.

p.s. new york blog below

Sunday, November 25

New York: Pt II

So Lily and I went over to new york for friday and saturday. my goal was to see Black Dice and Wizardzz, and Lily wanted to see her friends, who already had a hotel. so it worked out perfectly. New york was better this time, as i was able to take it as i pleased, and wasn't rushed. the only thing was it was cold. so cold. i dont know if ive ever been that cold. maybe that one time in rochester, but nothing else. it convinced me to take the subway rather than walk to the show. Wizardzz canceled (2nd show in a row), but this other band went on in their place. they used a lot of pedals. and sounded like animal collective. they were superb. ill find out their name in a bit. Black dice was even more superb--they can create unimaginable sounds. the place was nice too, down some awkward alley hidden next to a mexican grocery store. they had colored lights inside.

the next day we spent fighting the cold, eating, going to MOMA, and shopping. I have a lot of pictures. Its christmas time, which i adore, so theres lots of that. the fact that theres only three weeks left until break excited me. and it also worries me when i think about all the work i have to finish in those three weeks. i got kind of sick thursday. still recovering from it. fucl that. picture story follows. long picture story.

Saturday breakfast. New York bagel. (verdict: Overrated)

Lily's sandwich was kickin' tho

Lily loves Christmas. Probably more than anyone I know

She really loves Christmas

They were robots. CHRISTMAS ROBOTS.

MOMA. It was crowded as fuck

That Lily, she's a sneaky one.

Spot the European


Cold. So. Cold.

Final meals: amazingly greasy pizza.

I passed out on the bus next while a young black child
to the left of me sang hip hop.

Full picture collection on facebook.

A nice two days.

Thursday, November 22


I forgot to mention this.
To all of you I didn't say it to, Happy Thanksgiving.
I feel kind of sick today.
But today was semi-productive.
The Met was closed, but they did have a Thanksgiving dinner last Thursday
The Multicultural Center held a free Thanksgiving lunch for everyone here though
Complete with Turkey, Gravy(!!!!), and all the fix'ns. It was pretty good.
I think I'm going to finish off my day with a little bit of Captain Crunch
and a short movie.
This place is deserted.
It's kind of nice.
Less than four weeks until my return.

Thanksgiving@the Met pictures bellow. And massive amounts of food sent in a care package via mother + grandmother.

Biggest line I've ever seen at the Met

Mass-produced food, delicious.

They even had pie(!)

That's B. She's from California too. We be tight like that.

Yeah. and it's all like rice crackers.