too much...when its all the same

feelings are overwhelming me right now...watching the winds energy move the branches outside this window feels like a sad song. the goodbye said to nicole feels so real, although our aquantance was by chance a summer long. the leaning over of fabian to elaborate ira's design feels nostalgic. the chat had with belinda and anthony on my gmail feels so comfortable and relieving and just slow-motion-like.

in this flourecent lit classroom designed by steven holl...feels so perfect.

sunday night

can't say there's anything sexier than lena and her buckhunter

glen hansard + marketa = beautiful = ONCE

go see the movie ONCE...now...really...right now.
i am rarely touched this much by a movie. it was so intense. as i listen to the soundtrack, it rips at me.

although 6 >1

i have a new friend. it makes me happy to make time for eachother. i remeber when todd and i decided to stay in houston (when debating on moving to cali) the day after having the best trip ever with cookie & chad, tony and rebecca, and parth and nima...that day was the single reason we stayed a little longer.
brooklynites.

layers at 50%

[Ctrl+Z].rewind. undo. take back. previous frame.
can i upload yet? the leafs of paper would cease to exist neatly one beside the other.

---watermelon will make a comeback

facebook anyone?

i remember my breaks lasting thirty minutes. really, i do...now they last about an hour of logging in and out of this account and that account. there is a hierarchal process to it all..the gmail..the blog..the digg..the myspace..the prattmail..the lms..and finally..the msn. whew! it made me so tired, i should take another break.

bi-spectrum

as i wait..i look around and see blurred images of red and blue...the auras. which one is mine? i look harder through the thick,heavy air...touch a bit. it feels good to touch the red one...blissful. But my hand goes past it and catches the blue. and, wow, the blue feels better, so much better...overwhelming. i should go back and touch the red for a sec. no, the blue. the red. the blue. no, the red. the blue. blasphemy!

de feo...not at all

My friend Ira and I went to Beacon,NY, which is known for its super cute quaint houses and its Main St. with art and tattoo shops along it. It is quaint, where people say hi as you walk by (we did look like urbanites).
BUT one reason i went and dragged her along is beacause i wanted to meet Mr.Michael De Feo at his INSIDE OUT exhibit...
I finally got my own copy of alphabet city, as i've given away about four copies, and he signed it for me, seemed really grateful, and most importantly, he was tall and dark and super duper handsome...but i feel like an ass not asking good questions about his artwork..

yay!

sectionial drawing by yours truely...in the ScryptedByPurpose Exhibit
Under Participant Array: DORA/Peter Macapia
check it out! the future in design and more

current sound [xm]...

..."Horse and I" by Bat For Lashes
feeling/thinking nothing, so it'll be one of those what-i'm-actually-doing entries.

..."Rugla" by Amiina
browsing Flash techniques/websites i found:
VAI Fashion
Who Needs Words
SOFTlab
Ai Interactive Media

..."Rockers To Swallow" by Yeah Yeah Yeahs
now its 3am...perfect, i have four hours left before i have to take a shower and go to turn in the assignment...i knew i timed my procrastination right.

..."Eyes Wide Open" By Travis
the crappy 4 am compiled Secret Labor Day pictures

emotio-man's forecast: beautiful day

im not an angry person by nature, especially in a sunday dress and fresh flowers at hand, but it can brew in this little body of mine. So maybe its the neverending catcalling or the crazy homeless man who left his trash behind after eating some weird digusting shit, or the girl sitting across from me still sucking her thumb at the age of twelve, or maybe [most likely] its the idiotic, degenerate couple that is treating their kid like absolute shit.

todo azul

i JUST remembered the big oak behind Johnson Elementary, next to the bayou that had a trailer park to the other side of it. This is where the pretty girls got their first kiss...sweet kisses filled with curiosity and tingly excitement. I wasnt kissed there. Mine was on the back of a school bus where, even at that moment, I knew I would have much rather been kissed under a tree, in sunlight's fresh air.
10 years later i did find a green Easter egg under that tree, and it was a perfect blue.

RLC numbers growing

ok having a husband that plays online video games allows me to see a very dynamic interactive social network that i would otherwise never actually be amazed with. But i am amazed...so i have dabbled before with second life, warcraft, starwars, etc. but this [adult content] RED LIGHT CENTER is a bit modified...and yes, it's all very silly, but this is an example of the clear need for people to connect on so many differnt levels [via interacive virtual worlds].

---watermelon is better in a video game?...until it is

heavy eyes

sooooo sleepy, but i feel like a child that wants to very badly finish watching the end of the horror movie. Slouching on the couch as my feet barely make the edge of the cushion. The brown synthetic cushions that have some wierd wagon wheel painted on them.
And we all know how the movie ends...but we dont, cause we woke up as our caretaker carried us away and all we saw were our reflections in grey.

---watermelon dreams

no! not gonna!...pout

a mean person of sorts is yanking me by my legs as i grasp for the bed posts...it's so painful.