Almost Random Quote
I see all this potential, and I see squandering. God damn it, an entire generation pumping gas, waiting tables—slaves with white collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don’t need. We’re the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War’s a spiritual war . . . our Great Depression is our lives. We’ve all been raised on television to believe that one day we’d all be millionaires and movie gods and rock stars. But we won’t. And we’re slowly learning that fact. And we’re very, very pissed off.— Fight Club, Movie, 1999
Category Archives: An Art
A little while back I took some pictures of a cool crumbling wall that had a variety of sea creatures painted on it. The lighting was awesome, but each of the creatures in each would have been noisy if cropped out. Wanting to use the shots for something, I put them together in this collage [...]
It wasn’t supposed to be this way. It was supposed to be a short two week stint and then a move into the apprentice role learning how to do maintenance on the ball return machines. Instead he was here, tucked away in a shallow alcove sandwiched between the arcade and the restrooms. If he paid [...]
I made one of those recycled light bulb art hangy things tonight. Was a fun project. Hope it doesn’t crash and dump its special red liquid (Gatorade) onto my carpet.
When I’m “not paying attention”, I am. In meetings my brain, stuck in infinite multitasking mode, can’t dedicate itself just to the auditory sense. Doodles must be drawn. This day must have been a binary one mixed with the usual jaggy skulls. Doodle? Use that camera on your phone and share.
I’m such a visual person I had to create a graphic for myself so that I could understand how my visual thought processing works. I think this has to do with right brain personalities. As usual, Wikipedia has some good info here.