Tag Archives: art

doomsday update

WORK: I lost my job. The school jerked me around all Summer, never giving me a straight answer as to when I would start, what my hours would be, and how much I would get paid. Then, at the last minute, they cut the program completely, leaving me unemployed. Needless to say, this is aContinue Reading

fuck everybody.

I had an epiphany last night as I was blasting music through the PA into a mostly empty room at Sal’s on 12th. I realized that I’m too fucking old for this shit. I’m just not able/willing to do what it apparently takes to convince the people I know (and all the strangers of theContinue Reading


I moved into this lame apartment at the very end of January, and as of April 9, I have yet to unpack 95% of my art supplies. I haven’t drawn, painted, sewn, or printed a single thing. I worked so hard toward grad school, and had so much riding on that whole thing. When myContinue Reading

models love me

Some gay model wore my shirt (and this time I actually mean that she’s gay, as in lesbian. Or so I’m told). Her name is Kim Stolz, and apparently she’s from some retarded TV show called “America’s Next Top Model”. It’s not a show that I watch, so I have no idea who she is.Continue Reading