So today after we’d been at the park for about forty-five minutes it started to thunder (what is this now, the fourth day of electrical storms?) and rain, so we ran for the truck. When we got about half way there, we realized that it wasn’t raining, but that it was pea sized hail coming down on us! Hail! In the middle of an already hot summer! The weather forecast says that this might actually be followed up later by hailstones almost an inch across… Maybe I need to not be so flippant about the apocalypse, hahaha.
My highschool friend Jen stopped by today and dropped off a painting that I did something like 17 years ago! It’s more of a sculpture than a painting, done in a mix of latex and plaster bandage (casts of my face and hand). It was all black, but I’ve decided to repaint it, making it my oldest ongoing project. It’s called “Birth”, and it was done at school on LSD — my highschool art thesis was about exploring the collision point of psychedelics, bloodletting, and art. I doubt they’d allow that sort of thing these days, but for a small country school, my school was very progressive.
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You need to do a show. Serisouly.
Wow, I can’t believe they let you get away with that in school. That’s awesome.
Did you see my video from GA last month?
https://www.flickr.com/photos/typealice/2510353916/
i imagine it’s going to be hard to move with all these paintings. i know i’ll have some trouble with 15 tarantulas (who honestly want to bite anything that touches their habitat).
You’re moving????
I’m still going to be in Toronto for a little while, but yeah, I’m moving to a smaller place. I’m in a large four bedroom right now and only need a two bedroom.
Pea sized was more golf ball sized out here and there was a shit ton of it!
try riding a motorcycle in hail…fun, but a little scary!
the weather is changing over here, too; we’re even having our own small tornadoes now – still hard to comprehend, actually.
I still have a zine I and my HS friends published back in the days. My poems were so damn horrible – they make me both cringe and laugh out loud now!
Oddly enough I had a similar experience in art class at a Christian military school. The art teacher was real supportive of stuff like that.
your highschool was awesome! my art teacher (who happened to be my art teacher for my entire grade school experience) got mad at me and told me i was “unlady-like” just for overhearing me say the word “fuck”.
and that is really awesome! is your face in there twice? i’m not really seeing any hands, but my eyes are horrible, so…
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