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A day of house painting, today. Then servicing the community by being Boo's pillow. Recently, Rob and I finally chilled.

Robot Nakai

We stopped by the gas station which we are watching dissintigrate little by little. Amidst the shattered glass and foul excrement, we found some dead roses.

emologist

Then we went back to the Tewa Moulding Co. It was Rob's first time there, I was honored to take him. It's growing on me a bit. Every time I go there, I like it a little more. This time, though, I have to say it was creepy as heck. I'm glad Rob and I were using the buddy system. The wind was making all those steel bay-doors creak against each other as if there were someone there with us. Behind every pitch corner, someone waited.

Golden Hour Begets Purple

Back at the Tewa Moulding Co, there's broken glass all over the floor but the place hasn't been trashed in the same way that gas station has. Homeless people could still stay there. When I become homeless, I'll probably stay there. And I will keep a sharpened stick so all the things that kill cats out there will stay away from Boo and me.

KK Swirls

Solo tags it up. I wonder what to make of the spray paintery in abandoned places. Is it always just practice? Who is it meant to be seen by? Other practitioners? The bigger pieces make sense, but the smaller written things, I particularly do not understand. But I don't think it's bad.

Solo in White

Holy Grany Album Resides Beside Conveyor Belta

The Box- I watched it, I am watching it. How odd it is. It's not what I was expecting at all, I mean that as a compliment. I just hope it's not gonna go all the way over the good-movie line into they-messed-this-up territory.

Each piece of media reflects the particular woes and paranoias of our group consciousness. "Invasion of the Body Snatchers", the original, can be interpreted as fear of Communism among one's neighbors. The remake reflects fear of the establishment (the government agents have been body snatched, after all), and the third remake reflects something else still. Lately I've been wondering- what do the movies of today reflect about us?

Fear that our souls are eroding?
That we're on the brink of utter collapse?
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I went to Lindsay's for the New Year, and so did Boo. Lindsay is a really good cook. I ate THREE WHOLE MEALS IN A ROW while at her house- lunch, dinner, then breakfast.

My parents call Lindsay "Linseed" sometimes. Other times she's "Leaping Lindsay". My New Year's was the best one ever, even if it was a struggle for some of us *cough* to stay up until midnight.

Linseed Oil

Nik's gone back to Seattle. I realized that a lot of people live in the greater Seattle area these days- a photography couple I used to know, the female half of which is a heart surgeon, John B., Nicole from days of eald, and Nik (obviously). It was great to have him visit, we get along so well. He's thinking of taking up photography.

Nik

The more I look at pictures of places like the main library in Seattle, which has an entire room devoted to the color red just like a Matisse painting, the more I feel like I've got to visit. Maybe it goes back to some conversations Rob and I have been having about needing a locality infusion. We've both been here for years and years. I love my city, don't get it twisted, but there's only so many times you can take a picture of cow sculls glued onto hot rods before you'd like to see something new for a minute. There's only so many times you can run down the same ditch bank you've run along for years before you'd like to try running by some different trees, different dogs, different power lines, different noises, different bugs.

My mother insisted on making some beer margaritas last night. We went out for maybe three hours just to amass all the alcoholic ingredients necessary for her recipe. And finally, she walked out of a liquor store, all, "Did you know Triple-Sec has alcohol in it?" Haha. I took this one at the gas station where she got the tequila. A little heavy handed with the split toning, I spose; so it goes.

Ocean Slab

By the time we started home again it had been dark for a long time.

Multiple Personalities Revealed

Today I supposedly have a fashion shoot- I'm gonna guerilla up to the roof of my studio. The model's supposed to call me any minute, and when we get on the roof I'll be able to get the Kimo theater behind her, is the idea. I'm super excited about it. I got up at 6:52 a.m., that's about two and half hours earlier than usual, and so far this has been a smile-worthy day for sure.

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