i should be getting ready for bed….

April 4, 2007 at 9:28 pm (Uncategorized)

…because i’m supposed to be leading this lame, adult life were i get up early enough to shower, eat and watch the news before getting to work by 8 am. instead i’m up blogging and wondering how many more days i can go without doing laundry again and really, can’t i just drink this morning’s leftover coffee tomorrow? (answers: at least ’til sunday and no). and i get to work by 9 on good days, but 9:30 on most days…ah, well. maybe that whole adult thing will kick in some day…

i am a big fan of random art. and i’m not just talking random commissioned art, i mean seriously random stuff. observe:

i found this tree guy while walking home through a park near campus back when i was a freshman. i was absolutely floored to discover him. i haven’t gone back to see him in a while, i probably should. i really hope he’s still there!

i think i’m starting to develop an appreciation for graffiti stencil art. this one, on the fence at my bus stop at work, is really subtle- you can’t really tell looking at this picture but at first glance the cranes seem to just be anomalies in the wood grain. fantastic, i think. plus imagine making that stencil!
my dad and i have a new tradition where we go to a specific coffee shop, flightpath, and get mochas and just bitch about our respective lives once every two weeks or so. it works out really well, i think. we get to see each other, and some days, like today, we give each other stuff (i got him a celtic shirt from a festival i went to this weekend, and he gave me a bunch of rosalind russell movies to watch). the tables and walls on the patio of this coffee shop are covered in the random ramblings of the hundreds of students, etc that come through flightpath and stop for a smoke and a drink, and while some are pretty clever or at least mildly educated, the painting above has to be the best i’ve seen in some time. i would totally put it on a t shirt and wear it to piss off the people who think i dress “too young”.

ok. time for bed. i have ideas about what these various art pieces mean to me (e.g. the pink sad lady reminds me of me- so sad for what she’s lost but still happy with what she’s got) but who knows what the artist actually intended them to mean, if anything. i always hated the poetry part of english classes, not because i don’t like poetry but because i tend to get different, more random or even existential meanings out of, well, everything. and really, if that’s what it means to me, is it really wrong? my 9th grade poetry teacher seemed to think so….

really. time for bed. but one more thing- why is it that every time i see myself in the mirror all i can think of it “hm, my face looks different again”? is it as simple as i’ve gained or (could it be?!?) lost weight? or is it something deeper and more profound? maybe, where i’d once looked at my face and seen only my mom looking back, i’m finally able to see me? and is that good or bad?

or maybe, just maybe, i’ve been sleeping like poop lately and just look really tired?

R. Iosifovna said…

Business casual, black, gray, navy…UGH. Keep on wearing non-adult clothes! Why conform?

Yuck. I hope the “adult thing” never kicks in! Until, I’m old and gray…and 6 feet under(presumably, that’s when the “kicking” kicks in)

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1 Comment

  1. R. Iosifovna said,

    Business casual, black, gray, navy…UGH. Keep on wearing non-adult clothes! Why conform? Yuck. I hope the “adult thing” never kicks in! Until, I’m old and gray…and 6 feet under(presumably, that’s when the “kicking” kicks in)

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