In This Crowded Room,

with an empty view.

Nah, things are alright lately. Except right now I want to gouge out my uterus with a ballpoint pen.



vannaaaa

My Friend Tim, the Photographer .

Look! I gave you pastel tattoos .

What's This Inside Me Now ?

"Sleep".


"Fleshwound".


"Durty City".


"Boombot".

Various paintings and drawings but artist David Choe.

I gotta get on the ball.

I went to this lecture last week and the speaker was an illustrator and creative director whose name escapes me (of course), but apart from being really nerdy (Star Wars, magic cards, fairie-con, etc) it was really motivating. Almost motivating enough to scare me...I feel like I'm wasting my time...or time is running out. I need to KEEP DRAWING and draw EVERYTHING. I don't know. Sometimes it gets overwhelming.

Doesn't it seem like it gets overwhelming?

I feel like I see all this great artwork around me all the time, and I love looking at it, but I'm never really doing my own thing. I need to draw and get original stuff out there. Shit. Time's running on my back.

Shit shit shit. Pick up a pencil.

"I had a pencil once."

What's a Boyfriend ?

Weather .

Very peculiar landscapes have been showing up in my dreams lately .

Also, head & shoulders is amazing even if you don't have scalp problems.

Fuckers.

Texture Needle .

Today, I go under the needle. I'm terrified .

Shrine .

Artist Kelsey Brooks .

The Blue Outdoors .

I cut your nails and comb your hair
I carry you down the stairs
I wanted to see right through from the other side
I wanted to walk a trail with no end in sight

The moment we believe that we have never met
Another kind of love it's easy to forget
When we are all alone then we do both agree
We have a thing in common this was meant to be

You close my eyes and soothe my ears
You heal my wounds and dry my tears
On the inside of this marble house I grow
And the seeds I sow will grow up prisoners too

The moment we believe that we have never met
Another kind of love it's easy to forget
When we are all alone then we do both agree
We have a thing in common this was meant to be

Now where's your shoulder
What is it's name
What's your scent
Say it again
If it goes faster can you still follow me
It must be safe when it's on TV

I raise my hands to heaven of curiosity
I don't know what to ask for
What has it got for me?
The others say we're hiding
It's as forward as can be
Some things I do for money
Some things I do for free

Marble House lyrics by the Knife

Even I Don't Know What I'm Capable Of .

Lately's Perfection .

The perfect LBD at topshop.



The perfect bag; with bone. (source unknown.)



And a really cool album, "Machine Dreams" by Little Dragon.

I love everything .

Danny Macaskill .

Maybe you dump your stupid custom roadie and get a mountain bike..?

James "Chola" Brown .

Wanna see some funny videos?

I gotta go draw seven things .