fat.red.book

the ink drips and it ˚slips˚

2012-02-03T09:30:00.000-08:00

quirk about insects

2011-10-29T00:52:00.000-07:00

this is not a tiger~and more

2011-10-29T00:39:00.000-07:00

149 Nehru~set of new illustrations

2011-09-30T11:57:00.000-07:00

bookshelf~illustrated

2011-06-22T10:56:00.000-07:00

If only days would seem as precious as books

they wouldn't look so bad stacked together

Illustration of the bookshelf I designed for myself and my precious books.

(Excuse the photograph...phone cameras can only do so much)

Oil pastels and turpentine- a brilliant technique to fool around with as a close friend showed me :)

this is me right now : In case you can~draw~inspiration

2011-06-09T11:21:00.000-07:00

Continuing my trail of postings from Kuzhali Manickavel's blog I would like to share some of the most awesome.brilliant work that has hit me in recent times. Works by Wangechi Mutu.

When I grow up I wish to be able to express ~ suchness of thought.

It of course also links up (for me- I'm not sure if it would happen with everyone) the writing of Ben Okri whose The Famished Road I only just discovered and was surprised at the images it brought to me.

the orange summer ~ melting

2011-06-02T01:58:00.000-07:00

This is in continuation to my series of work around the summer, the melting heat and the flu.

Will soon upload some images for a piece of fiction I'm planning -working title Summer in Five Episodes.

a winter conspiracy

2011-06-01T08:28:00.000-07:00

I have always seen images of old women, young women, little girls giggling in cornered frames or scattered groups - whispering a conspiracy.

Even though the composition of this photo is quite classical in that sense, I love the sense of conspiracy simmering amongst those boys- there in that corner :)

Impressions from Champhai

2010-06-07T10:46:00.000-07:00

So my work took me to Champhai, Mizoram.

One of the most beautiful landscapes I have ever seen.

In a house overlooking the Rih Lake, at the border of Myanmar,

I gather some impressions of the place.

Sketched on paper used for rolling local tobacco,

while a shoot goes on in the room inside.

~the flu

2010-05-18T03:42:00.000-07:00

there is an escaping thought

i can see it in the colour yellow

it is something like the flu

The Hoarder

2010-01-15T06:39:00.000-08:00

Sometimes an event triggers off a memory and a distant emotion resurfaces.

We keep digging our past to give coherence to our existence.

Every time I close my eyes, I bury my face into a bag of memories, and pull out the one that shouts loudest into my ears.

Then I walk into that time and age and experience the experience again. However as I am growing I am scared that the years should not corrupt them.

Lampshade experiments

2010-01-07T13:28:00.000-08:00

In the dead of the night

I curved some paper

and lit a light

to dim the silence

and sit by my side

Excuse the quality. Pictures are taken from my mobile phone.

With progress on the process better images soon.

Gift for a Birthday

2009-12-24T09:16:00.000-08:00

Kittens

Lithograph, 1846, from the Harry T. Peters

"America on Stone" Collection,

Smithsonian Institution, Washington, D.C.

My nana apparently had this saved up for many many years.

He found an appropriate time to gift it to me!

This year this is the loveliest gift I received.

The 'America on Stone' Collection comprises 1,686 prints acquired by Harry T. Peters (1881-1948), a wealthy New York coal merchant and sportsman, in the course of his research on 19th-century lithography. More about the collection here.

My mother's sketches Of little dresses

2009-12-24T09:01:00.000-08:00

Long before the sun had risen.

Our bags were packed the night before. Everything was ready.

Even our clothes for the morning. Ma would wake me.

And I would wake up with a start, knowing well that I could catch up with lost sleep in the car.

All we needed to do was brush our teeth, and get into our clothes (my brother and me).

My favourite for such ocassions was the green pleated skirt with a matching green and white top

and Bata rubber slippers (the only time ma would let me wear any) with a blue sole and white base.

Unable to sleep as early at eight in the night, when uncle would arrive at home with his wife for dinner;

I would peek through the slit of the door, trying to make sense of their talk and all the movement.

I always wondered what they spoke about and why did we need to sleep while they stayed awake.

Focussing and defocussing, I would soon get tiered and fall asleep.

The feeling when you're woken up in the middle of the night, by a loved one's arrival.

How it makes you feel like magic.

Zungle landscape

2009-12-21T07:13:00.000-08:00

TOINGG!

2009-12-21T07:09:00.000-08:00

Just some experimenting with texture.

where time stays still

2009-10-11T16:49:00.000-07:00

"..what keeps me tied to the corner of the room...what keeps me tied..."

It has been a little over a month since I have been back in Delhi, but it seems like I never left. In some places, whether you like it or not, time moves at its own pace. Most houses in our colony have been reconstructed. Most of the friends I had here as a child have moved out. Only perhaps the park overlooking my window is still the same. Ours was one of the first houses constructed here. It is perhaps the last one standing the apartment or rather 'flat' revolution. Nothing great about the design, especially if you have the toilets at a far inaccessible corner of the house. But pockets of the house seem to have preserved memories of my childhood, something I had forgotten to look at since my return.

One morning before leaving for work it all came back to me. The tap where we used to fill our inflatable swimming pool for my brother and my Sunday recreation.

The little terrace where my grandmother and I in the Delhi winters would bide time, eating peanuts and oranges.

Simple things are to find these days in most houses - like the grills, the flooring, the grill at the front of the house, the iron stairs. These are a few pictures and I hope to take more, before this goes away. Plans to re-construct the house are under way...

The Fursnished Room at Shoot Me Film Festival, The Hague, Netherlands 2009

2009-09-28T01:35:00.000-07:00

"Films with a touch of the absurd that make us think about how we look at reality."

This year's second International film screening!!

The Furnished Room is the only Indian film entry to be part of the Official Selection 2009, being screened at the Shoot Me Film Festival on 16th October, 2009, at the Hague, Netherlands.

Anyone in that part of the world, see it if you can!

Remembrance of things past - An Exhibit

2009-08-11T07:28:00.000-07:00

These are a few pictures from a small exhibit I did at the National Institute of Design last month, for three days. It includes a few paintings I did before joining NID, but most of the prints and illustrations are works I have done through my years at NID. Lots of students wandered in the space famously known as the Aquarium, and found me on a 'lonely vigil'! Most of them wanted to know about the display, what it was all about, in brief. I suppose we need some more spontaneity and eccentricity.

Just do it, advised a friend of mine. And so I did. Thanks to Deepak for his support and Madam Divya ;), who helped me bring our house under the public's gaze!

Graduation Screening

2009-07-16T05:31:00.000-07:00

Initiation of graduation celebration! :)

Drop by if you are in Ahmedabad.

TAANA BAANA : STUDENT DIPLOMA FILM, National Institute of Design 2009
Friday 6:15pm onwards
Auditorium, National Institute of Design

Remembrance of Things Past
Exhibit of works
17th-19th July 2009
Friday-Sunday
9:00 am - 6:00 pm

Posters designed by Deepak Verma

A Bear Sits on the Log

2009-07-10T04:12:00.000-07:00

So you remember the mention of Minsk...Minsk..from a, actually The popular, television series, in which a character's boyfriend, a scientist needs to go to Minsk. Well Minsk, is the capital of Belarus, which is in East Europe, bordered by Russia. Byelorussia, severely affected by Nazi occupation during WW2, was among the 51 founding countries of the United Nations Charter in 1945 and began rebuilding the Soviet Republic.

This is just to give you an idea of where perhaps the below mentioned book originates from.

The brilliantly detailed, almost magical illustrations in this thin book caught my attention at a flea market. It illustrates a Byelorussian folk song, The Bear Sits on the Log. I can almost imagine old women singing it while working in the fields, or just in the evening as they sit around doing nothing. Or maybe in the cold winter, sitting next to a window, as the fire burns and lights a dim room, made of wood.

THE BEAR SITS ON THE LOG

A BYELORUSSIAN FOLK SONG
Illustrated by T. Beresenskaya
© Mastatskaya Litaratura
Publishing House, 1980

The bear sits on the log and sews

A hat, with embroidery twining,

His little sons, the baby bears,
Prepare the silken lining.

And here the grey-head workman hare
begins to play on his fiddle,

And trickster-vixen, behind a bush,
Is peeping out from the middle.

Merrily they begin the dancing,
Magpies, black and white, start prancing,

And the crows, the old wives, fly
off to reap a sheaf of rye.

And the cuckoo, darling cuckoo,
Rye begins a-threshing.

The milking-cow, the milking cow
Carries the corn for crushing.

The belly-goat grinds,
The belly-goat grinds,

The nanny-goat pours in the grain.

The baby goats, the little kids,
Collect the flour again.

The fly mixes the flour,
The gnat brings water, hasty.

And now the little baby gnats
All beg for a piece of pastry.

Well I tried google, and got no matching results for the book, so I thought of sharing a part of this with whoever is interested!

lines and loops

2009-07-07T04:22:00.000-07:00

Land-scape

2009-06-27T05:06:00.001-07:00

Patli Gali (Narrow Alley)

2009-06-27T03:23:00.000-07:00

I had almost forgotten about this, and was surprised to find the link still existed!

A video I made almost a year and a half ago, for the World Nomads Travel Scholarship 2007. It didn't win, but made it to the final list!

You can see it here:

PATLI GALI (Narrow Alley)
Synopsis: This film is the journey of a student from the new part of town (National Institute of Design, Paldi), through the narrow cramped streets of old city (in Ahmedabad). The visuals also reflect typical ways of perceiving the old city, and moving on through the city as it wakes up and goes about its business. My attempt has been not only to use images to evoke the main idea but also, the soundtrack, as an active part of the film. The editing pattern follows the main idea of exploring a space and its elements. Therefore, stopping at certain places and moving on to others.

Have a look, and if you're interested, also participate in the World Nomads Travel Scholarship 2009, which promises to take you on assignment to Vietnam and have your video documentary broadcast on Nat Geo Adventure!

Jiri Trnka: Stories and Poems for all Seasons

2009-05-13T01:37:00.000-07:00

These are scans from my personal copy of the book, Stories and Poems for all Seasons, illustrated by famous Czech artist Jiri Trnka Heirs, published by Hamlyn in 1988. This was a gift I received from my aunt, on my sixth birthday. I don't think my aunt was aware of what she was giving me. For her it must have been a different looking story book for a child. I never read the whole thing, or more than a few poems maybe, because I was afraid that I might never look at it again if I finished it. So till date I just look at the pictures without trying to read the text, lest it take the magic and mystery out of the images.

Strangely I grew up to be interested in images and ended up studying film and suddenly as I was looking up works by Jan Svankmajer, I discovered Jiri Trnka again. He was also a puppeteer but I have not been able to watch any of his animation films. And it was then I remember my book again, and realised that a copy of it had been lying at home in some cupboard safely for me to rediscover!

Jiri Trnka from the Prague School of Arts and Crafts and created a puppet theater group in 1936. This group was dissolved after the dawn of World War 2, and he instead designed stage sets and illustrated books for children throughout the war.After the end of the war, Trnka established an animation unit at the Prague film studio.

I hope for all those people who want to look at Jiri Trnka's work and cannot find it on the internet, this serves as a good resource. Have fun, and drop in a few lines if you like it!

Kurzstrecke - Short haul to Berlin

2009-05-11T04:08:00.001-07:00

Self explanatory.
I had a bunch of tickets from my trip. So I recycled them.

In transit Flughafen Frankfurt Main

2009-05-07T03:14:00.001-07:00

Waiting at one of the many many gates at the Frankfurt airport.

near the cinema

2009-05-07T03:08:00.000-07:00

view from my balcony

2009-05-07T03:07:00.000-07:00

Walled and cornered in Potsdam

2009-04-29T11:55:00.000-07:00

So, I thought that I will be updating my blog everyday, posting out impressions that I was gathering through my stay in Potsdam. But the damn plugs in Europe destroyed it all. Without a charger my laptop and my camera was quite useless.
However the festival (Sehsuchte 2009) was a great success and I had a great time, watching films and meeting people.

SUNNY POTSDAM

These are impressions from my first day in Potsdam. With nothing to do we found ourselves, beer in hand, wandering the streets. And what struck me the most was the graffiti on the walls, electricity boxes, in corners, parks; and it got bigger and better in Berlin!

The Furnished Room - new poster

2009-04-18T07:08:00.000-07:00

This is the new poster and postcard for my film The Furnished Room. It is being screened as part of the Fokus section of the Sehsuchte 38th International Student Film Festival in Potsdam, Germany. It is short experimental film I made as part of our fiction project at the National Institute of Design.

Shreyas Krishnan has designed the new poster and the postcards! Thanks again!
Finally the butterflies showed up, in a big way too!

The schedule of the festival can be checked at www.sehsuchte.de
More updates, once i'm there!

ooooh excitement as- Ich lasse fur Deutschland!

brakhage

2009-02-18T00:19:00.000-08:00

No artist has ever been permitted to comprehend the work he creates: only those who do cre-
atively attend it are permitted to second-guess its actual being . . . . make game of it . . . . hunt down the beasts of it in lairs of their own angelic orders. Only those who exert as much creative energy apprehending the work of art as it took to make it, can break the traps of form that whirl an almost impenetrable cocoon of habit-sense around revelation.

STAN BRAKHAGE on George Melies
-THE BRAKHAGE LECTURES

self portrait 2

2009-02-18T00:12:00.000-08:00

It's about time I put this one up. From final year of college, 2005. I did this I remember sitting in front of the mirror. I started with charcoal. But that did not turn out nice. And I did not want to waste the effort, so I did some things with poster colours. Turns out, the charcoal gave it an interesting texture in the background with the strokes and fill was lifted by the contrasting wild colours. Do drop in a line about what you think!

characters from a story

2009-01-19T01:20:00.000-08:00

the flapping shoe

2008-11-14T04:56:00.000-08:00

This is done from a photograph of a shoe I found lying on the street. Also it's part of an idea for the film I am working on currently. The first time I tried doing dry pastels.

the portraits continued

2008-10-22T01:18:00.000-07:00

Icon of the Trinity

2008-10-18T00:32:00.000-07:00

THE ICON OF TRINITY BY Andrei Rublev

Famous painting by the Russian Medieval icon painter Andrei Rublev, called Icon of the Trinity. Andrei Tarkovsky made a film about his life, called The Passion of Andrei Rublev.

ANATOLY SOLONITSYN as Andrei Rublev in the film

Visually it has a lot of memorable sequences, which have stayed with me frame by frame. It is also full of long dialogue and monologue sequences of contemplation on life, existence, art and beauty. The one that hit me the most is the horse falling, which is slowed down and also the pagan ritual where nude men and women are running through the forest towards the river with lit torches.

The horse falling

The balloon sequence is the prologue to the film

The film is also famous for dividing the narrative structure into parts and following the artist's life in relation to the historical and social developments in Tzar's Russia.
It's shot entirely in black and white, but the end sequence is the brilliant part. It's a montage of details of this painting cut to a piece of music. The film here, dissolves from black and white to colour. Then you understand why he chose to make the film like that. To highlight the brilliance of the artist's work. Living a life of hardship and pain, and then creating beauty. I don't know if i'm describing it too well, but if you get hold of the movie (it is terribly long some 3hrs almost), try and sit through it till the end. The first time I saw it I had to constantly re engage with the film, because the takes are really really slow and long, but in the end it's worth it. You can almost smell the pigment!

And this is the man...You can check out more photos of him, at www.magnumphotos.com

Russian director ANDREI TARKOVSKY

goosebumps..eeks

2008-10-18T00:26:00.000-07:00

Alberto Seveso from Milan, Italy. Featured in IdeaFixa's Desire Issue.
Vector has been all over the place for so long now, however I like the way this is done. I really like the bottoms, then near the heads and arms it gets too obvious, but the bottoms now.

the decisive moment

2008-10-18T00:22:00.000-07:00

It's coming to ahmedabad! In the original...

The Furnished Room

2008-10-15T03:14:00.000-07:00

POSTER DESIGN | Arpit Bhargava

This is the poster for my fiction film project, The Furnished Room, made during my 2nd year at the National Institute of Design, studying film.

The screening is tomorrow. Let's see what happens.!

You can have a look at more of Arpit's work at http://hwff.blogspot.com/

peace man!

2008-10-14T01:16:00.000-07:00

ahem..

2008-10-14T01:09:00.000-07:00

This is a series of sketches I made of the people I've lived with for almost two years now. Another phase of my education is going to end soon. To our years here...Cheers!

abhi to main jawaan hun

2008-10-14T00:49:00.000-07:00

a

bad day for decisions.

for food.

for money.

That's why i always pay off my de'b'ts. I mean dets.
The dets of anxiety...the depths of anxiety!!

Too many spaces always confuse me. So do too many engagements.

So today I decided it's a Sunday. Somehow the Sunday always dawns with an assertion which is more self absorbed than any other day. Since i don't have a job, or any other obligations to name apart from maybe responsibilities towards myself and other blah blah blah..., everyday can be turned into a Sunday. But the unit of the week reveals itself magically on the calender for the Sunday, which otherwise would have merged somewhere between light and dark.

Today I decided not to fall into the trap of the usual sleep mode after breakfast which has been the routine for most part of last week. So then must bathe quickly and get to the Sunday market. And then it happened. I found myself trying to catch up with the hours. I thought it was eleven when it was actually one. By the time lunch finished it was four, and by the time I was sleepy again it was only eleven.

Since I don't wear a watch sometimes I feel the hours start moving about like someone's shaking them up in a box. With a will of their own they seem to be playing a game with my head. And then the complex in me starts launching its rockets, and before I know it the fireworks have caused a headache, and there goes not only the day but any faint idea of constructive work.

I'm lost again. I thought the day started with a sense of purpose. So much for being young and wild and free.! abhi to main jawaan hun...

migration

2008-10-07T03:18:00.000-07:00

by antonio frasconi (woodcut artist)

FROM STONE TO PAPER

2008-09-24T22:28:00.000-07:00

not essentially in this order

1. The prepared stone

2. Separating the print from the stone

3. Initial sketch / study

4. The final print

FLIGHTLESS CORMORANT
One of the earth's rarest birds.

This was done as part of a two week elective course. My first and till now only attempt at printmaking. The amount of work that went into grinding the stones, and preparing them- never before put in that much effort for preparing for a work.

i got new MARKERS!!!

2008-09-09T01:08:00.000-07:00

as soon as I got my hands on some blank paper with me new markers.., these were marked on the last pages of a friend's scrapbook. (you can also have a look at his blog at http://www.aliamitabha.blogsopt.com/)

got new MARKERS!!!

2008-09-09T00:47:00.000-07:00

as soon as I got my hands on some blank paper with me new markers...!these were marked in the back pages of a >friend's scrapbook...

DAJO!

2008-09-06T03:04:00.000-07:00

our dear Dajo!
Shadow puppet artist, sculptor, painter, storyteller and lots more.
more about him COMING SOON!

PHOTOGRAPH COURTESY PAUSHALI

one medium to the other

2008-09-06T02:59:00.001-07:00

This is a drawing I had done while on a train from Delhi to Ahmedabad.

And then for an elective course on Lithography where I experimented with Linocut also I tried to transfer the same thing for this medium. I must admit half an hour after starting out I was mad at myself to have chosen such a composition for a medium I was working with for the first time. And I went mad trying to figure out the white and black spaces, as in the while negative/positive space business. Messed my head! maybe later I'll upload the actual linocut (the linoleum sheet), not the print - which is actually what I like the most out of the three!

paper cuttin'

2008-09-06T02:44:00.000-07:00

For the past few days i've been through surrealist art, images and images..gulping them down literally. So I come back home and I see an old Vogue magazine that no one wanted. So this is what came out of it. Bad quality images I know, but this is all i've got for now. do write in what you think.

Gond tribals

2008-09-06T02:33:00.000-07:00

Here are some images of paintings by the Gond Tribals in Madhya Pradesh. Just a follow up on the czech surrealist artist Katerina and how her paintings look similar to these works as well. Gond Tribal Painting is done by Gondi people who live in parts of Madhya Pradesh, Maharashtra, Chattisgarh, Andhra Pradesh & Orissa. These paintings like various other tribal art is done on the walls of the houses.

Oh and while you're at it you could also check out this book THE LONDON JUNGLE BOOK (Tara books) by Bhajju Shyam a Gond tribal artist.

the surreal czechs

2008-09-06T02:18:00.000-07:00

This is the work of Katerina Pinosová, born 30th november, 1973 in Prostejov, Czech Republic. She is a member of Group of Czech and Slovak Surrealists since 1996. These are some of the works I loved. The colors and shapes of the eyes are brilliant..the animals and desert like landscape looks a lot like paintings by the Gond tribals in Madhya Pradesh, India. not only does she draw and paint, but she also makes as mentioned on the website 'objects' and jewellery. The jewellery also has motifs which in India seem very familair, but I like the way she strings the different colored beads innovating with two strings which gives the stuff a very neat and finished look, instead of putting it on just a black thread. They are also up for sale on the site, if anyone is interested.

You can see her complete work here and also if you gohere, though the site is in czech, on the left sidebar are the names of the artists associated with them. One of them has an interesting website and some of you might even find the work interesting.

And then there is also this young director called Václav Švankmajer, son of the famous czech surrealist animator filmmaker Jan Svankmajer (famous for his films Alice, Faust, more recently Conspirators of Pleasure and Little Otik and lots of shorts which are not easily available like the Flat). I like his graphics works more than his paintings and it looks like he's made some interesting films as well. If anyone has links to where I can download or access them please be kind enough to leave them here!

If you have the time look up Jan Svankmajer however you'll have to scout for the movies yourself...

i went home..

2008-09-02T23:15:00.000-07:00

i don't really know anything

2008-09-02T22:54:00.000-07:00

for if i was to believe in dreams
for if i were to believe in life
and for if i were to mix the two
i wouldn't really know what i'd choose

even pain and happiness
make smy head dissy at times
i can mistake one for the other
and only realise in due time

which one was true and which one false
am i to live in the present
or contemplate my past
for retrospect makes sense
but it could all be false

for if i were to to live in my memories
anyway i seem to be doing that
then the emotions could all just be a thing in my head
for if i'm actually not feeling anything
and only making myself believe that i feel it
for then i'm a stone id say
or a dog, a donkey, a book, a pen
or the wind, the grass, the look in your eyes

for if i saw myself as loved that day
how is it that it faded away
for if people can mask and mirror
is it only touch thats real

1010101010

2008-08-21T05:55:00.001-07:00

my trip with the digits. also i was trying to see what comes out of systematically putting together forms. arrangement of a new form. and i was glad to see that the face came out with an expression as well. last page of a diary...

thank god i found this

2008-08-20T23:34:00.000-07:00

oh gawd this is so funny! nothing till date has made me laugh like this one. i almost choked and ended up with a stomach ache. you must concentrate on the expression and imagine that the story was to pour out of the owl's mouth...you check out more of his work on www.davidshrigley.com. some even i could not get much of and wanted to go 'really! this is funny because...' but the ones that are make up for all of it. after all its the same mind at work.
i'm so glad to have found this.:)

draining.conversations.

2008-08-20T23:26:00.000-07:00

i think about life on a step by step basis....step one wake up..step two brush..maybe now ..maybe later...step three bathe. smoke a cigarette.

what if i was someone else and snatched the cigarette from your mouth....well i would have slapped you if you were someone else. it is you that is why i didn't say anything. see now now you're sooo bold.see see, this is why i like you.

why don't you stay for a day more. what work do you have there anyway. why do you want to exert yourself on me like this. when i'm telling you i want to go then i want to go. this is how i operate. its not like i'm not liking it here. why are you making it sound like i'm trying to run away from you. when did i ever put it like that. and how does it even matter to you whether i'm here or not. see past few days you haven't worked at all. when are you going to work. that's something you don't need to be worried about. i figure out ways of dealing with it. its called prioritising. right now i like spending time with you so i'm doing so. and then handling my work on the side. see see you're getting agitated and furious at this, see. its the same thing like you asking me what work do you have there. i'm not getting angry and how is it the same thing. i'm sorry but i assumed that you don't have any work there thats why you were hanging around here and maybe you could a day or two more. what is your work there anyway?i don't tell myself that how can i tell you.

ramble on

2008-08-20T02:34:00.000-07:00

i wish i knew what i wanted
it would make life so much easier
cos to bear with my inconsistencies
is getting on my nerves
i might look for answers in others
but that leads to a separate set of troubles
sometimes the rambling in my head
gets hard to bear
and then i wish i had someone who could hear

hear me talking and decipher it for me
for the meanings are hidden
something i cannot see
but everyone else has a life
and woes of their own
and though happiness is short lived
they still call it their own

the open sky and the barren streets
are also no good
for even their existence
hides under another's hood

as the years add up and
number of scars increase
i hope the quantity teaches a lesson
and somewhere the suffering will cease

but if i was born to suffer
it would never end
so i might as well err and not defend

is the pain more painful or the
happiness happier
that is the question

if i could make a choice
i wont be in this situation

self portrait

2008-08-20T02:11:00.000-07:00

this is the first self portrait i'd done. in school.

heart on my sleeve

2008-08-19T10:54:00.000-07:00

my eagerness fails me
and my impatience kills me
my heart on my sleeves
always betrays me
if i wandered along empty streets
i could make love to the walls
at least they could stare at me
for as long as i want
but if i went away
they couldn't come running after me
i guess thats why i prefer human beings

as always is the case

2008-08-19T10:51:00.000-07:00

feet

2008-08-19T10:39:00.000-07:00

people's feet look better bottom side up...this is mine...

dogod

2008-08-19T10:37:00.000-07:00

this came out of a class on narratives.

tarkovsky says...

2008-08-19T10:33:00.000-07:00

in class

2008-08-19T10:19:00.000-07:00