hey all! it’s pretty weird writing this journal since my reach here on deviantart has been reduced to less than 0.6% of what it was before. barely anyone will read this compared to my other journal entries.
my latest update on deviantart received very few comments compared to my other works, and many of the comments stated that they had not seen the update appear in their message centers. i was then horrified to discover that i only had 572 watchers, compared to the 125,000+ i had before. the number has risen to 682, because i announced this problem on my tumblr and twitter, causing a lot of people to +watch me again. i’m grateful for that b
Signed the contract to secure Join The Studio a little studio workspace at the incredible The Museum of Human Achievement this morning in Austin and we are beyond thrilled.
MoHA is easily the most exciting art and music venue and collaborative space emerging in Austin right now and we can’t wait to get down on our screen printing, interviews and video experiments, art, music and more there
Some of my shots from SXSW
A house on a hill
I’m going to start posting my writings on here, since somewhere is better than nowhere. Starting with this fun piece:
There is a house on a hill
You don’t know anywhere else to go
The dark clouds are getting closer
There is no other home you know.
I’ll tell you this much: the net art Duchamp won’t be a WASPy bourgeois merrily and post-ironically replicating corporate aesthetics and waxing nostalgic about the consuming and computing of their suburban 90s childhood.
Offering a new distraction to the tedium of college life, our guy Andy Rolfes wormed his way through Dallas traffic to visit the Accessories in the Nude Designer Competition last Saturday. Being the opportunistic bastard that he is, Andy brought his camera to capture painting references. But, also fancying himself an artist, he managed to make them look pretty.
There’s a few more photos and models to gawk at after the jump. (Here’s a game: count how many times someone in the crowd looks at the camera. This makes one.)
I managed to get out of my apartment for once.
Dat Freaky Sheeeit
I don’t want a boyfriend. I just want an easy, uncomplicated friend. Who will also be in my bed at night, no strings attached. But damn, I never thought it be so hard to find.
We humans, myself definitely included, have an elegant way of really fucking good things up.
Girl, ain’t that just the shit? If you aren’t straight with people, everything gets harder.