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Lady GaGa tour canceled. I'm sad.
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[19 Aug 2009|12:45pm] |
This summer was awesome, sad, and unexpected. Even with the shit that has happened lately (my car being t-boned; losing my job) it was still the best summer of my life so far. So fuck it, you know?
I don't fuckin' regret not one single moment of this summer. It may have made me think too much, but god dammit it made me feel alive, and that's more than I can say for the months I lived before it.
I learned about myself, and doing so learned to understand others.
I heard Brad Pitt on Bill Mahr say that he doesn't believe in religion because it's not fair for anyone to tell you how to live your life. It's not right. I don't think I've ever understood anything better. I guess it's the same thing as when I stopped going to confession years ago because I realized I wasn't repenting at all. I'm not saying that if it feels good it's automatically justified, but in some things I'm gonna go ahead and say it is.
To Eddy: The night I called you I had found a poem I wrote you. It was surprisingly good for such a sappy poem and it made me happy to remember how close we once were, so I wanted to read it to you. I don't know what happened to it now, so it's probably lost for good. It was called "The 7th (7 reasons why I love you)" can you catch the symbolism?
To Hazel: I hate that I never see you anymore. I feel that I do try when I'm down there, but I guess you have no time. I guess your slowly turning into one of those people I used to know/ be really good friends with. I don't think it makes me sad anymore, like I said before I've learned you should just take life as it comes, and I guess this is just part of it.
To Jorge: I'm really glad I met you. I don't think I can say anything that means more than that.
To Hugo: I seriously cannot figure you out. You talk to me, and yet make me feel like a secret all at once. It's strange.
Bye.
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| and the question comes up.... |
[20 Jul 2009|08:47pm] |
What do I really want?
There are only two definate answers, happiness and art.
This first one seems out of place at the moment, the second is ever present and causing changes of lifestyle.
Those that are older will tell me to stick to what is safe and reliable. I feel I have this now, but I can't get the feeling of wanting something more out of my head. It's taking over my life.
God how I want something more. But will leaving what is safe turn around and hurt me?
I don't know.
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[31 May 2009|06:21pm] |
The girl that Ashley subleased to is a Denisse Solis
LOL
I'm livng with Denisse Solis.
also...
I miss Patti the most on LJ... and in general
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| it's weird but... |
[19 May 2009|08:37pm] |
deep inside I really think the dead can check their Facebooks.
I get sad when I think of people I love dying, but nothing compares to the thought of losing my sister.
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| An honest post... |
[13 May 2009|12:26pm] |
I didn't say it would be an interesting one or an important one, just an honest one.
Lately, due to the arrival of my period this morning, I have been in one of those terribly bitchy moods of mine. I am usually a very easy going and fun person. In fact most people only see this part of me (luckily) and so have this wonderful conception that I am almost without flaw. Let's face it, at least in personality, compared to most other people, I am. (Except for my obvious over confidence, which I admit is my biggest flaw)
Anyway, the only people who do get to see this darker side of me are my family, my closest friends (which are VERY few), and my boyfriends.
It is of these last who I feel the worst for. So far as family goes, no matter what I say or do, they will most likely love me forever. Those friends that I consider my closest are also people who I have grown up with and are already as close as family, and as time has proven have gone through these things just as family... but boyfriends.... they are so complicated to place.
On the one hand they are as close as your best friends, and if your planning on marrying them about to be your family. You love them so much (assuming your in a long-term relationship) that at times you put them above your own family and friends. You share everything with them and they with you, they love you, they would do anything for you. On the other, they are not under any fixed guarantee, making them as fleeting as an aquaintance.
This is where, I feel, it gets sad/ romantic. You see, I think about this every time I know I have been a bitch to them. I'm in a bad mood for no reason and they do something really small that you decide is wrong/ offensive/ too nice, honestly it could be anything, the truth is there really is no reason to get mad. Yet, because I need to blow off steam and because I know they love me too much at this point to leave me, I let it out on them with harsh words/ no words at all. It's sad because they wonder why, you could see it in their poor faces, the "what did I do?" face. It's even sadder when instead of fighting back they just ask you what's wrong and in some boyfriends cases start acting even sweeter. My response, is of course more hostility. How sad is that? Here they are talking to me in a baby voice saying things their friends would probably grill them for (in Derek's case in front of his friends!) and here I am realizing all of this and still choosing to be mean!
They could leave me, they could just say God you're such a bitch sometimes, and break up with me, but they don't. It's so sad it becomes romantic, and that's the saddest part of all, because that "romance" then turns it into the monthly cycle it is.
I guess the whole purpose of this post was just to thank my boyfriends for putting up with my shit. (If you have dated me, you know that they don't last long and that I always admit to my stupidity followed by a rant about how wonderful you are)
.... yeah I guess that's it.
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| Great Day Yesterday |
[25 Apr 2009|10:11am] |
Yesterday, I had my first exhibition at a gallery.
The Big Bend Contemporary at Railroad Square Art Park.
My book, "we are party." was shown along with the books of my classmates and photographs from the book were inside.
Check out my flickr for some photo's.
And before anyone asks, no they are not photoshopped they are double flash exposures.
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| Talk about a good day... |
[20 Apr 2009|06:33pm] |
Today I found out I made it into the BFA program for Studio Art =]
I auditioned Friday and had to wait the whole weekend to find out!
this means my own studio, exhibitions every first Friday, and my own graduating show.
Also, I got back the artist book I made for my Survey of Studio Art class and I got 100%
she loved my drawings!
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[18 Apr 2009|07:44pm] |
I am really happy.
I really need a website.
This summer should be a productive one =]
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| ... and to ease the pain I read... |
[31 Jan 2009|12:21pm] |
"There was a moment when I felt that you don't really exist alone, there are so many factors, relationships, and supports that allow you to come to this point. I had to acknowledge that--whether they were good relationships or bad relationships." - Do-Ho Suh
Just like that I realized there's no need to cry anymore. I wish others would realize the same.
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[28 Jan 2009|10:36am] |
Life feels so monotanous lately... i don't know what's wrong but nothing seems as exciting as it used to. Maybe it's just this stupid school schedule... maybe it's just one of those times in my life
I think I may attempt some video art... I'm thinking a loop.
I have to do something to entertain myself and maybe make me happier.
I just want this to be over.
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| I can't stop thinking about it.... |
[26 Jan 2009|11:00am] |
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A girl I knew commited suicide three days ago by taking 50 to 80 Tylenol's. I didn't know her well at all, just through stories from Derek and his friends and the couple of times we were at parties together. Still, it has been taking over my brain because I'm fairly certain she didn't mean to kill herself. I'm pretty sure (from knowing how she was) that she was probably doing it as a drunken attempt to make Cassie ( her ex girlfriend who she had argued with at some bar/club before going home and doing it) feel bad about the things she said to her and for cheating on her so much. On her facebook you could still see the wall posting talking about the photoshoots she was going to have this week. This is all just really sad.
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| January 14th |
[15 Jan 2009|09:14am] |
was truly an inspiring day.
the night before i experienced an insomnia that though frustrating lead to an amazing look within.
I asked myself questions and evaluated things in my life.
I was inspired but lost at what I should do about it.
Yesterday, everything I had asked was answered through my classes, through the voices of artists who have "made" it.
It was a pretty amazing day.
Also... I saw Vicky Christina Barcelona and I loved it.
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| Mind it races |
[14 Jan 2009|04:58am] |
1.) Frida Kahlo love connection (image of connecting hearts)
-raw
2.) Full moon
3.) 4:17 (or strange times in a day)
4.) General Displacement
5.) Insomnia
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| I'm still alive... |
[20 Dec 2008|05:54pm] |
I did great this semesters straight A's and one B
Personally besides meeting Derek 2008 has been a really hard year emotionally because of family things, so I'm especially looking forward to this coming year with high hopes that it will be a truly amazing one.
I am also really excited about his upcoming semester because of my photography class. It will be the first advanced workshop I take part in and it combines the art of bookmaking and photography that studies your landscape whether emotional or physical. Plus, the making books from scratch sounds amazing.
Derek got me Wall-E and a dress from American Apparel that I've been wanting forever for Christmas =] ... and then a nice romantic dinner too <3
this dress is gonna look so good on me.
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[20 Nov 2008|12:05am] |
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I've seriously had the worst week ever. A big thanks to everyone who helped this happen! This one's dedicated to you
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| OMG OMG OMG OMG |
[15 Nov 2008|12:14am] |
So I just met the love of my life....
JIMMY FALLON.
I met him, hugged him, I took pictures with him, and we talked.
Everything in life is now ok.
I'm the happiest girl alive.
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| Ladies and Gentlemen |
[13 Nov 2008|11:20pm] |
Tomorrow is the day I have been waiting for my whole life.
I see Jimmy Fallon LIVE!
and it's Cortney's birthday so I have to stay up and call her =]
Derek left to Michigan today for four days =[
I miss my D-baby already =[
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| current work |
[02 Nov 2008|11:24pm] |
I'm not done with it yet but this is what I'm working on for my self-portrait in digital photo.
The photograph was taken by me with a film not a digital SLR. Yes the shadows are real, I used a light kit.
The left side is a map of Ecuador and an image of the bananeros that are part of Ecuadorian culture. On the right shadow it will be the map of the eastern coast of the U.S. and the bottom are images of Miami.
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| oh what we call life... |
[24 Oct 2008|12:19pm] |
like Sarah, I too have been thinking a lot about art.
I agree with everything you say by the way, and as sad as it sounds I think you do have to think about the non artists appeal to your work if you want any kind of fame. Who your non artist audience is (normal people, goth strange people) is really all you get to choose.
Lately I've been thinking I don't know whether or not I really want to do BFA. I see how intense most of those people are, and well, I find that though I love making it and am good at what I do, my mind is always exploring different things. It's the same reason why I love school, because I love to always be learning something different. If I just get a BA in studio art I can pretty much do the same thing except not be under so much pressure all the time to be popping out projects that under that much pressure would probably be rushed half assed artwork. Instead I could take the same art classes AND get a second degree in museum studies or art restoration which would be amazing.
I just don't like to limit myself.
In other news, I really love my 3-D class. I never thought I would enjoy using tools that much. Getting out of there after building my own table and covered with sawdust, I just feel great.
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