Saturday, May 31, 2008


I have these two minor errands that I've been putting off every day for about a week now.  I'd go do them now but I can't get out of bed.  I'm wearing a hooded sweatshirt with a wool poncho over it, and under my down comforter and quilt but I'm still freezing.  I had my sidewalk sale earlier and it felt about 40 degrees out.  This one old man haggled a 50 cent bag of paper clips down to a quarter.  Geez people. 
Thursday: psychic vampires, Day Is Done (best part was the goth girl metal rap), Nick and Alexis's going-away at Jack's (which is basically ruined because it got voted "Best Karaoke" in the weekly paper, and was thus filled with male drama divas, Lisa Loeb sounding girls, the lesbian contingent, the Mexican hip hoppers, etc.). The cops came because it was so loud; I didn't know they could do that at bars.
Friday: more studio moving using Stewart's car (I got stuck in Critical Mass traffic! I guess it's good to experience things from all sides), I stole/rescued those dying plants from school, Mikey's "Trap Doors" music project thing with white blinky lights and wooden box instrument, Japanese food.

Thursday, May 29, 2008

Last Night's Dream

I had to deal with these two giant snakes that were in our house in La Canada. My mom and my aunt were there. The first snake slid outside, the second snake got chopped in half by my aunt. Later, I was at the nightclub/indoor pool party with Nina.

Wednesday, May 28, 2008


These are from the New York Times! Can you believe it? Apparently the British government just released their alien encounter archives. These were drawn by UFO witnesses.


A fancy little sewing kit with face buttons. I like it!

Ebay Auction Photo Art

It's nice, right?

Summer Time

I'm on a baadd sleep schedule. Wake up late, stay up late. Today I woke up at 11. The other day it was 12. I guess I'm doing better and better! I got a late birthday present: "Introduction to Optical Art". I really like it, it's "vintage". I've just been weaving. Here are some pictures of Henry:

Monday, May 26, 2008

A Million Trillion Years Ago

I don't know if I dig the 90s nostalgia. The super-quick turnaround between fairly-recent-experience into novelty-redigestible is kind of grossing me out. That said, I did enjoy the Dinosaur Jr. cover band as much as I enjoyed the reunited Dinosaur Jr. 

Beautiful San Souci

Ooooooooh I just did yoga for the first time in forever. The meditation at the end was full on colored rainbow light chakra styles. Now I feel like a New Human!

Sunday, May 25, 2008

I'm Such a Quitter

I'm having trouble sustaining the diary momentum. OK let's see:
Today I found a $20 bill on the ground on the way to Victor's rooftop bbq. There was a bilingual Swiss-German toddler who was very charming, and Sarah's friend was wearing a really great sweater with a giant koala knit into it. I discovered that putting salt and vinegar potato chips inside a hot dog tastes really good.

Yesterday I had a hangover, which isn't normal for me. I was supposed to have a sidewalk sale but it was raining. I just moped around all day.

Friday I had my birthday party potluck picnic at the park but we had to move it inside because it was too cold. The best presents I got were the "Scribble Writer" and a hand-made brass tri-force triangle necklace. Also Letty made me the most amazing cake ever, which was a GHOST CAKE with FLAMING EYES made out of alcohol-dipped sugarcubes in eggshells. !!!!!! It matched the ghost pinata! I was the only one who got to hit the pinata. Later we went to Christa's going-away party and Stewart locked his keys in his car WITH THE CAR RUNNING. Luckily we managed to break in using Letty's cane. I was drinking lots of champagne all night which reminded me of how last year for my birthday I told everybody that I wanted champagne and there ended up being tons and tons of it, and how this year I said nothing of the sort yet there somehow ended up being tons and tons of it, all ranging from quite-nice to pink Andre.
There are birthday pictures but I'm lazy right now.

Friday, May 23, 2008

I Want Giant Pockey

Yesterday Jen and I went to see her Baby Boom Box Project, then we bought Japanese candy for my pinata.  These flyers from the bulletin board at the store are really amazing I thought. I cut my finger/nail off chopping mint.

Thursday, May 22, 2008

Last Night's Dream

Me and Tim were with Alex Dodge and we were going on this adventure by which we had to make a stop in Liberia. Alex drove us to this funny Chinese harbor part of town and there we had to make a phone call to Africa. Then we sat around a table and ate bowls of rice with strange fruit/beans in them that looked like giant blackberries. I think this dream was one part Indiana Jones and one part International Jet Setter (I was watching Project Runway where they have to design outfits for themselves, then get whisked away to Paris). 

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Ouch, and Ouch

Last day of de-install! The two most awesome things that happened today were that I stubbed my black baby toe and I dropped a wooden horse (like the ones you sit on in Drawing 101) on my big toe, all on my left foot. The most lamest thing that happened was that this one girl from the crew who promised to let me go swimming at the rooftop pool at her gym two blocks away from school got into a car accident and now I'll never get to use that pool.

Also, I listened to last Halloween's coast to coast all ghost episode. Eh. There was a creepy moving doll, a dead man who raised his arm, a dead man yelling at his own corpse to "get up", a field of "hundreds of apparitions", a spooky possessed teddy bear, a talking dead man, ...
The funniest story was a haunted house where a toilet gets ripped out and thrown down the stairs. The spookiest story was this art student who drew a tombstone. Then she was at her job at the grocery store and a dead seeming lady, gliding rather than walking, whose "eyes looked like they were propped up with sticks", showed up saying "I don't know where I am". She said her name and it was the lady from the tombstone! !!! !!!!!  

Sunday, May 18, 2008

How Thrilling

It's my birthday and I spent it doing de-install at school, then ordering an Indian pizza and researching mexican goth teenagers with my roommate. The majorest thing I learned was that Mexico has an emo-bashing problem. Hilarious!

Saturday, May 17, 2008

I'm listening to old coast to coast episodes.

The salient points:
1. Most of the universe is dark energy, which is killing it. (the universe, that is)
2. Parallel universes are trendy but Michio Kaku is avant garde.
3. We might have to move to a "baby universe", if we're even around because...
4. The Royal Astronomer of England thinks we have a 50/50 chance of making it to the year 2100, and he's quite optimistic.

On the bright side:
5. we may eventually use sea water as a fuel supply!

Friday, May 16, 2008

Friendly Optometry

Today I had a really wonderful experience at the eye doctor's office and then I spent the whole day, basically, weaving with Travis's genius invention the cardboard pocket loom. We were inside for maybe three hours before we realized we could take the whole thing to the park and tie our looms to a tree. We randomly ran into Letty and Eve, both, and had a nice little pow-wow on the grass. I am already very heavily into weaving which I've decided will be my summer camp craft. I'd like to make a blanket ideally, out of several strips sewn together. Yes! Oh yeah, the most wonderful thing about the eye doctor was that he "polished" my contacts so now they are crystal clear and I don't have to buy new ones like I thought I did! Also, he gave my lollipops!

Thursday, May 15, 2008

I also found this letter Liz and I wrote to Kansas City after visiting it New Years 2002? 2003?

Dear Kansas City.

We like you but what's up - mixed signals.
ex. 1. "What's up with your outfit?"
ex. 2. "It's not Halloween."
ex. 3. "Would you like a punch in the nose?"

We like the boy girl ratio. And the food. The signs painted on buildings but not cold weather.

Love, Liz and Donna coast to coast

PS. It's fascinating that everyone is obsessed with shrines. Did you know Kristen took a shrine-making class?

More diary archives, undated.

We wanted to stay at this co-op-y barn-y place on campus. (like The Barn in SC where Adam used to teach yoga?) And Tim was there during the night part and there were five giant spiders and then they found us and we were hiding because they didn't want us to stay there. And there was an acupuncturist and then Louise and her man showed up. (Whoa, who's Louise's man?) 


June 6. (year?) It was the first day of an art class. Liz and Jason (who's Jason? oh wait - black/gay/from Boston) were around and some older RISD painter types. I goofed off a lot. The teacher was Roger Dean (who is that?) but it wasn't at the same time. We did drawings, mine was of a tree. The teacher had these sparse black inky landscapes (kind of Roger Dean-like) but I didn't like them so much. (I just googled Roger Dean - he's the guy that did those Yes album covers.)

June 7. I had a lizard that I was carrying around. It was hungry and needed to be fed. My roommates were having this party, it was annoying me. Keri helped me with the lizard because she had one. Liz dropped him on the ground. Then I dreamed I wrote it all down in my diary.

June 8. dance party on a roof turned into a nightmare horror stalker killer.
Friday night I was going to the opera in flip flops. Sam was going too. I was watching Twin Peaks.


Typing these out I realize that they're quite boring. Except I wish there were more details about the dance party turned nightmare!
It was the hottest day since I moved here. We rode our bikes to the beach! It was super sand and sun. How nice. We picked up the trash on the beach, squeezed little jellyfish, ate carrots and hummus, and on the way back bugs kept hitting my face. Luckily I kept my mouth closed as much as possible. 

Summer Homework:

Go over all your old readings from school.
Write abstracts (or, at the very least, blurbs) of them before recycling.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

1. Dialectical materialism: the philosophical basis for Marxism, wherein history is the product of class struggle (or, the economic structure), that obeys the general Hegelian principle (thesis + antithesis = 'synthesis' )

2. The Body of the Condemned (from Discipline & Punish): Some dude is publicly executed in 1757. It's about how codes of law & order develop through history - torture is eliminated, the body of the criminal disappears from view, punishment as spectacle is eliminated. We use the certainty of punishment, not its 'horror', to keep people from committing crimes.
the body - the body - history - history - power - power 

3. A jillion Agnes Martin writings:
"The Silent and Still in Art", "What is Real?", "Beauty is the Mystery of Life", "What We Do Not See If We Do Not See" :
Agnes Martin is a romantic and a mystic.
Experience is wordless and silent. 
Those who depend upon the intellect are the many. Those who depend upon perception alone are the few.
We perceive, we see, and both are mysteries.
Perception is a primary experience, thinking is a secondary experience.

4. "Enter the Dragon: on the vernacular of beauty": yeah, yeah, beauty, Carravaggio, Mapplethorpe, beauty, whatever.

5. "The Birth of the Big, Beautiful Art Market" (from Air Guitar): 

7. "Dear Young Artist" letters:  My favorite is John McCracken. "So, make art that comes out of your own sense of what's actually best,  and advanced, and supercool. Do you live on a planet, or on a multi-blither of unknown galaxies?"  My least favorite is William Pope L. because it's written obnoxiously: "To be cleAR: my grAndmothER WAS not A pRofessional ARtist, shE cleaned houSES <<  >> to MAKe A living."  Also, "Enjoy yoUR hateful dAy job." Yeah, fuck you too, WPL!  Gregory Amenoff: he is envious of our age.  Also, "ARTISTS DRIVE THE BUS."  And, "KEEP AWAY FROM ART FAIRS."  Thomas Nozkowski: skeptical and slightly pompous but funny.  "There's nothing special about the world part of the art world although we like to pretend there is.  Let's get back to work."

8. "High Times Hard Times: New York Painting 1967-1975": I have nothing to say about this except that it was a waste of trees.

9. "Teaching Notes: 4-Dimensional Design" / Paul Thek: I don't like reading stuff that looks like poetry.

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

I read an old newspaper

Two noteworthy pieces of news: 
1. A biologist discovered a new species of spider and named it after Neil Young.
Myrmekiaphila neilyoungi

2. A crystal skull was stolen from a New Age store called "Kindred Spirits". Crystal skulls are very trendy right now due to Indiana Jones. Apparently if the 13 skulls aren't reunited and lined up together, the world will fall off its axis on 12-21-2012.

One interesting fact about me:

I am really bad at newspaper crossword puzzles and ESPECIALLY Jumble. I am good at Sudoku though. Thanks Kristen for introducing them to me!

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

quiet time

This little dude looks like he's having fun. He was more exciting than the rest of the magazine. The last two days have been quite boring. I've been gallery sitting, photoshopping, and erranding. I made some vegan banana bread that came out kind of gross - not sweet enough, not banana-y enough, not nutty enough. Boo! 

update: I went downtown because I want the perfect pair of summer sunglasses. Needless to say I did not find them but luckily the trip only further strengthened my resolve not to purchase cheap sweatshop attire.

Sunday, May 11, 2008

I am spring cleaning my computer so expect all kinds of randomness.

freies Tanzen fur das Leben


TAURUS (April 20 - May 20): I predict that animals will be especially attracted to you in the coming days. The light of the sun will seem to possess an uncanny fluidity and sparkle. You may experience vivid fantasies like seeing a talking cat in a tree or hearing advice coming from a soap dispenser. Strangers may gaze at you for no apparent reason, and even your friends will have unusual feelings for you. You may be reunited with precious memories that have been lost to you for a long time. In the consciousness industry, we call this *natural magic time.* 

Here are diary entries from last winter:

and the people seemed scuzzy and the dj sucked - he blew into the microphone. Finally we left and walked around the financial district which had insane seeming buildings. Gary drove us around Williamsburg seemingly unconcerned despite being on acid. We watched people walking around looking cold and it made us feel very warm. I had to pee really bad and had a freakout. Then we went to Sunac, then we went to Tim's. I was still tripping like crazy. We watched Dawn of the Dead and I lay on the floor in Tim's room while everybody else listened to music and drew.
TUES JAN ! @))* JAN 1 2008

WED JAN 2 2008
We drove to PA, it was nice to get out of the city. It was so freezing there, we went to Scranton which was pretty tragic and dismal. We ate the worst pizza ever. We went to salvation army and I stole an ok dress. (edit: it's not that nice.) We had a rice and beans feast for dinner with avocado and banana. We did the Murder She Wrote mystery puzzle.

Me and Liz went skiing and Tim somehow got locked out of the house and had to break a window to get back in. Skiing hurt but was fun but so cold, 10 degrees, and made my legs feel crazy. We had tofurkey for dinner and did borders at night.

We went to Carbondale Magpie Vintage and I got an awesome stripey dress. We went to the lbirary. We ate lunch at Wegmans, we were feeling quite peckish. We went to "euro cafe" and ate rugula. Then we went to borders and Tim got me peppermint chocolate. We came home and internerded out. I made the bucky ball that Liz bought a long time ago at the black mountain college ? place.

zooming out

Platonic Solids

Gareth sent me this. It's pretty much the best thing, EVER, not to mention adds to my collection of geometric solid shape images.

Saturday, May 10, 2008

OMG! 2

I was just about to title this post "Whew!" when I spilled water all over Sense and Sensibility and kind of on my computer. I get clumsy when I'm tired! I just got back from the airport. I basically somehow got cornered into getting a special "escort pass" to go to the gate and like wait for the plane with my brother and mom. Then take the BART back home. Today was Commencement and the best parts were looking ridiculously goofy and sitting uncomfortably for two hours. Just kidding! The best parts were that it wasn't too long, we got boss Korean food afterwards, my brother bought me flowers (I've become one of those people who always has flowers in a vase in their house. I really like it.), nobody got too upset, and it's over. The funniest thing that happened yesterday was that I found the secret tarot card Stewart hid in the Tantric Dakini of the awful postcard of that tragic person sleeping under that awful art thing. Also Ryan McGinley photographs are way ubiquitous but I like his generic fisherman style. Also when we graduated they put these crazy velvet stripey draped things over our necks that was quite unexpected. OK that's it I guess.

Friday, May 9, 2008

We just got back from hiking in Muir Woods. The trail was basically a steep uphill/stairway to heaven for like 5 miles.  Dang. I fell near the end and kind of scraped my knees. We thought we wanted ice cream to treat ourselves afterwards but when we got back to SF it was too cold. Last night was ok I guess, it was kind of boring but kind of ok and then we went back to Jack's but it wasn't as fun as last week. Me and Tim sang a Stone Temple Pilots song but we realized too late that we didn't really know the words or melody at all. There was a party afterwards but we went home. I can't remember anything interesting about the show right now. I think it's because my legs hurt too much.

Thursday, May 8, 2008


potential MFA show drama. more later. suffice to say, I think we got cursed for drawing mean spirited drawings last night. 
Yesterday Stewart came down and we did the rest of my acid. It had somehow gotten wet ??!!? and therefore didn't work very well, but enough to have a really good adventure at the botanical garden. I looked up "wet acid" on the internet. "Wait - you got acid on your tab?"  We biked to the park and wandered around for a long time. There were lots and lots of crazy looking plants. I liked this part called "Primitive Plants". There was also a bamboo forest like in Hidden Daggers to shimmy up and we got good long sticks that we dragged on the ground like insect pets. Also I touched three squirrels heads with my stick. We were looking for a tree that smelled like banana, and we happened to have a banana in Stewart's backpack, so I took it out and it led us to the tree, FOR REALS. I am not kidding. Except the tree smelled like pineapple instead. Also there was a mystery involving a small child, a 12-year old girl, and a teenage Filipino lesbian - we couldn't figure out who the mommy was. When we got home we made green onion pancakes and they were so yummy.

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

Pavement is good summer music.
Yesterday we installed my work, and ate burritos AND pizza. We took a major nap in the evening. We didn't do much else.  I really want to go swimming today but it's totally frigid and foggy.  We are going to have three cats and their names are going to be Monkey, Pockie, and Boo.


Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Tim's coming today!

He's on the BART right now! I 've been making up for three days of hard work by laying around in bed all day. I only got up and out to do my laundry which was piling up. I think I overdosed on Panda Licorice. I really need to go to school to install for the show. I decided I half like Michael Gondry a lot and half hate him. 

Sunday, May 4, 2008

tired tired tired

I'm so tired I can't even think properly. I feel like a jellyfish. Painting walls is the hardest thing in the world. I have a newfound respect for preparators. I hope they get paid eons more than I am for this. I was riding my bike home and my legs wouldn't even work properly and I thought about the reality show I watched, "Colonial House", they probably had to do even harder manual labor and they had to do it for four months. And they had to eat little flour patties and like salty dried pork every day. I think I am going to wear a sparkly black and gold dress for my opening. OK I'm gonna crawl into bed now for a little rest. I hope I don't fall asleep!

Saturday, May 3, 2008

Flag and Sword (Excalibur)

White Overalls

I wish I had a pair of white overalls to wear when I am day laboring. I stood on a really tall ladder today. I got some paint on my favorite plaid shirt.

Friday, May 2, 2008

More news from The Brain:
A schizophrenic teenager sees black holes in his mother's eyes; and, I cannot believe all the bad things I did to my brain during the last period in which your brain goes through changes and growth. 

You're Violet, Violet!

I just got back from DJ Purple karaoke at Jacks. Here are the songs I sang:
1. Edge of Seventeen
2. Do You Think You're Better Off Alone? (?)
3. Alabama Song
Did you know that song is originally from a Brecht opera?
Me neither.

Thursday, May 1, 2008

Spring Cleaning However Dematerialized

is such a bore/chore!  I've been cleaning up two years' accumulation of school-account-computer-files in preparation for the move back to the pc (meaning personal computer, not PC). These pictures are from spring of last year when I went decor-crazy with the review. That was such really fun for me. I somehow balanced a painting on one pushpin and a 2x4.

Star Belt

I thought I was going to put up a picture of a belt folded into a star but I found this instead. Gosh our show was so nice. I'm so happy we did it.
Note to self: "the psychic life" from The Secret of Childhood, the Albanian reflective panel protest, Gordon Matta-Clark sawing a house in half, talk to Paola if I decide to move to Mexico City.

Last Night's Dream

My dream was not so nice: I was fussy and hiding from my friends in a supermarket. Meanwhile they couldn't care less and were having the time of their life in a park. 

The debit card fiasco has come to its conclusion with my mom finding the replacement card which she swore had never arrived.

I watched The Secret Life of the Brain episode that was about children and there was a awful shocking part about kids who have to get HALF OF THEIR BRAIN REMOVED because they have seizures. The half brain kids seemed to have trashy seeming parents. Does this mean that their mothers drank while preggers or something? I am so prone to awful thoughts. Also speech impediments really make it seem like there's something lacking there. Also dyslexia seems like a bitch. I learned to read very young, at four.