Logic!

Time to take a break from thinking about this project, because my mind is going in circles that are nowhere near rational. A good  night’s sleep will do me good. See you on the other side, world!

Pulp Art, Literally

I think the idea that art has to say something to be interesting is bullshit. What’s wrong with art existing for purely aesthetic reasons? Art for art’s sake, I say, and take your ideas about art to the NYT art pages. So, I’ve decided to make my next painting as vapid as possible. Colorful, fascile, huge, and shiny. It’s going to be at least 5′ x 5′, probably bigger. I’m going to paint this pomegranate:

I’d also like to integrate this african cucumber, if possible:

I’m going to revel in aesthetic frippery, and I’m going to love it.

So, I guess I’ve kind of proved myself wrong, in that art that’s saying nothing is still saying something, by virtue of saying nothing. Still, I think it will look awesome.

A Few Things

I need to get more sleep. I took a bath this morning to shave my legs and ended up falling asleep and missing my first class. Oops. At least it was just a 101 lecture? Still, no good.

I can feel a storm blowing in! It’s beautiful, but the wind tried to blow my sandwich away at lunchtime.

October 9th cannot come soon enough. There are things I want to tell you that require more than words. Prepare, sir, to be kidnapped.

The windows to my left are full of sun, and the windows in front of me are full of clouds. This is why I love New Mexico. (Well, and mountains. Mountains are in my blood, it seems.)

I’m trying to tease out the organized, disciplined girl I know is in me somewhere. Sometimes I can feel her rising to the surface.

There are productive things I could be doing right now, but my brain feels dim. I definitely need to get more sleep. I wish there was a good place to nap on campus. More than that, I wish I had time for a workout and a shower before my next class. I need to wake up. I’ve been trying to avoid the coffee, but I think today is a day for caving.