I celebrate myself

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Trippers and askers surround me,
People I meet...the effect upon me of my early life...of the ward and city I live in...of the nation,
The latest news...discoveries, inventions, societies...authors old and new,
My dinner, dress, associates, looks, compliments, dues,
The real or fancied indifference of some man or woman I love,
The sickness of one of my folks...or of myself...or ill-doing...or loss or lack of money...or depressions or exaltations,
They come to me days and nights and go from me again,
But they are not the Me myself.

-Walt Whitman, from Song of Myself

why I love kids

It's a worthy goal to strive for such a positive attitude. Imagine if more people were this stoked about life!

things fall apart

Important thing to think about while writing my "artist statement".
Also--being on time, fulfilling commitments (both aka not being such a flake), and somehow managing to not take it all so personally/seriously.

"my silver catering tray of empanadas! it's right here where i left it!"

courtesy of the Met

I love these pictures because of our contrasting looks--Brigid with her dark hair worn down, striped shirt, necklace, no eyeglasses. Me with my light hair piled on top of my head, solid sweater, no necklace big glasses. It worked very nicely for the photos. We came up with the first face while waiting in line. We didn't know we had to have a second one until we got up there. Again, contrast.
I de-colored my hair a couple of days before Halloween on a whim (Me: Hey Chris, will you bleach my hair? Him: Sure). It started out really terribly yellow, almost the color of a box of Bisquick. Right now the bottom has darkened a bit, and it's almost natural looking. Still kind of off though. It's patchy as hell but I have sort of come to embrace it. It makes me feel and look less serious. Or maybe just look more crazy.

just a little one

gouache on paper

I feel lazy today/yesterday/the last couple of weeks.

all of a sudden, I'm a rhinestone cowboy

This song has been stuck in my head for at least three hours. It just appeared there all of a sudden. I think as a child the message of this tune definitely effected me. Or something.

dessert for tonight

Probably gonna do a whole James Siena post sometime because he gives me a raging art boner.
Also my camera stopped working again.