what's been going on? let's see. i don't celebrate holidays. dec. 24th i went to see avatar with the roommates. it was pretty entertaining. a few one-liners, white-messiah story line, and fourteen dollars for a 3-D movie? jesus. other than those things it was alright. new years i worked a half day and then had some kind of deep talk with jess, then just hung out with her around midnight after she came back really high from a party. the clock hit midnight and i hardly noticed as i was looking at a grey's anatomy and watching how to roll cigarettes. it was real cold but someone in the neighborhood started yelling from his house...from what sounded like the roof.
i hate january, it's the worst. weather's been alright. still biking regularly. starting to become apathetic in work and some friendships as i'm moving in two months. trying to get rid of stuff. when i moved to boston five years ago i came with maybe three suitcases? that was it. trying to leave the same way. ehhh...
speaking of getting rid of stuff...art show up in allston now. for two weeks. didn't really tell anyone because i'm far too modest. people who boast and talk about "art" like it's, uh, well you know what i mean. like they're trying to sound cultured. i hate that shit. usually they've average skill and try to get noticed by being hip as a person. that's bullshit. modesty is a virtue. patience too, which i don't have but am trying. i just want to draw and paint well. i don't want some shallow attention. didn't have an opening. even considered using a fake name. people like the stuff, it's selling fast. i want them to like it...so i get their money...i don't care if they like me or not. a lot of the stuff was made for people to buy. bikes and shit. sells fast. what i really like drawing are things like demons with double-headed dicks. that won't sell. take my stuff, give me your money. i want to be free...with financial support to be a street rat.
oh, i went to the ballet on the 24th. it was great. first time! really great. no one to go with. didn't care.
i hate january, it's the worst. weather's been alright. still biking regularly. starting to become apathetic in work and some friendships as i'm moving in two months. trying to get rid of stuff. when i moved to boston five years ago i came with maybe three suitcases? that was it. trying to leave the same way. ehhh...
speaking of getting rid of stuff...art show up in allston now. for two weeks. didn't really tell anyone because i'm far too modest. people who boast and talk about "art" like it's, uh, well you know what i mean. like they're trying to sound cultured. i hate that shit. usually they've average skill and try to get noticed by being hip as a person. that's bullshit. modesty is a virtue. patience too, which i don't have but am trying. i just want to draw and paint well. i don't want some shallow attention. didn't have an opening. even considered using a fake name. people like the stuff, it's selling fast. i want them to like it...so i get their money...i don't care if they like me or not. a lot of the stuff was made for people to buy. bikes and shit. sells fast. what i really like drawing are things like demons with double-headed dicks. that won't sell. take my stuff, give me your money. i want to be free...with financial support to be a street rat.
oh, i went to the ballet on the 24th. it was great. first time! really great. no one to go with. didn't care.
No comments:
Post a Comment