im getting SMASHED TO PIECES at school. when is there time to sleep if i'm just laying in bed trying to figure out what needs to get done by what time the next day...blah blah blah. its annoying. its something that i really hate about new york city.
+ spicy cheese, hot pepper, mayo, lettuce and black pepper sandwiches that i get for $1.50 at the corner store near me
+ LOST....as of last night, santi and i have watch 3 full seasons in about less than 3 weeks
+ sleeping...my dreams have ruled recently...lots of flying
+ union square at night...i like dancing in drum circles
+ his cooking. mua, fucking the best because i sure as hell cant cook
+ my apartment and location
+ the witch crafty store near me that i have fallen in love with because of the candles they sell there...very religious...bright...beautiful
santi and i are going here for two weeks. we have no where to stay and don't plan doing the hotel thing because its expensive. sleeping on the beach in costa rica, here i come.
its almost one and i have yet to start working on my paper. oh good. its due tomorrow by noon and then im finished with this year forreal. today my parents drove up from maryland and helped me move everything into the new place in brooklyn so as of this afternoon, the only thing i have left in my dorm is this computer. i need to start looking for a job. i dont really care where i work as long as it pays. i know i keep saying this but my new place in brooklyn is really great- i love it. i love how much room i have. shit, i can spin in circles and play sleeping bag-worm tag if i want and im all about that. santi is a cleaning nazi though so the place always feels nice too. i enjoy it. i do...gasp...dishes and gasp.....pick up after myself now. brooklyn has done some crazy ass shit to me as you can see. im starting to take private spanish lessons too which i think is pretty cool. i found this guy off of craigs list and he charges only 20 dollar for hour which is fucking dirt cheep for any private language lesson and we meet up in coffee shops once a week.
1:14am. oh good. i have finished so far my name and the date on my paper. im going places.
our new place is perfect. we're hopefully painting the walls within the next few days. i'm thinking a goldish red orangie color. i'm siked. i'm slowly going to start moving my stuff in this month. the area where im living is going to be in.......bushwick, brooklyn annnnd...it can be an interesting...area. but its straight. i like the neighborhood i'll be living in and im only 3 blocks from the subway. and........ on top of that........i'm going to be living with santi. he is by far the most amazing person to ever come into my life.
i'm pretty happy about this snow right now. new york has been lacking hard this year. big ups to global warming....kidding.
things have been going really well for the most part. im feeling a bit stuck with where im going with my art blah blah blah i doubt anyone really wants to read this blah blah blah blah so ill spare the details but thats really my only gripe.
this boy and i are in the process of trying to find a place. i think its not going to be as hard as we were expecting which is really good. we found something on 11th between first and second for only 1000 a month. its a pretty good seize as well which was surprising for the price and the location....... spilt two ways is seriously nothing for rent in manhattan. they need someone to be able to move in now so the place is a no go but the fact that we found something for so cheap gives me hope. so big ups to real estate too.
my spring break starts this thursday at 2pm. i shall be in maryland later that night as well as the following 11 days. the boy is coming too but not until wednesday. we're going to go see chuck brown. im siked.
last night we went to this party that was something out of a moive....you needed a password to get in, four different floors, huge warehouse packed with people, people dancing naked with fire on table tops, drag queens, crazy outfits, little tents in the middle of some rooms where you could go inside and make s'mores, great music, gogo cages, huge three person swings hung from the ceiling...you get the point. shit was crazy. i love new york.
columbia was amazing. i would go back there in a heart beat. i have a lot of stories but i doubt anyone would end up reading any of them. im learning spanish at the moment and its going fairly well. if i ever go back to south america, i would like to be decent in the language. bogota has a lot of poverty and some of it was hard to handel. its impossible to give out money to every single child who comes up to you and begs.....the area is really beautiful though.....lots of amazing landscapes and buildings.
im back in new york now. break for me was very short but getting out early in the summer is a plus.
here are some pictures from the trip. i have no clue how to do a cut so.... sorry about that....
mi novio es asombroso perfecto. el es el amor de mi vida.
my sleeping patterns blow. my body must hate me. im at the point now where i work all night, go to class during the day, and then come back and pass out until around 6pmish. i basically don't have anymore classes though. i still have a huge paper due on saturday at 10am....a video art review tomorrow at 10:45am...and my final review for the semester on monday at 10am. i'm kinda scared about that. my rm, who is also fine arts, got ripped to shreads yesterday at hers and she's still pretty bummed about it. another girl that im good friends with, who is by far one of a the BEST painters ive ever come across in real life, got told by her review pannel that she should "look into graphic design". what!?@#. i don't get it.
pg county? the 19th? the 20th? i duno...soon. for any of you who are living in new york city, im in this video art opening on friday. it's not a big deal at all because it's being put on through the school but....whatever. an opening in an opening and im ok with that. i don't think im going to even stay there that long though because on the same night, the senior fine art openings are being held in their mini studios in one of the buildings where i have most of my classes. i realllllly want to see what the fine art seniors are getting into. i hope its not like some huge repeat of thursday nights walking around chelsea. bwha!
my tummy is screaming at me right now. im going to go take care of that.
p.s. CRAZY DREAM! there were a bunch of people at like a family party in the middle of the woods in this log house. my parents and ians parents were hanging out. kenny and ian we at another table. it was like a huge crab feast. i couldn't understand why kenny was eating crabs until i got one myself, opened it up, and it was full of orange squash. then everyone started throwing the squash. santi was actually eating it. i convinced myself it was some weird columbian thing. so i was covered in squash, im walking outside in this forest with him, and he looks at me and in a nonsexual way tells me "i like you better this way." travis is hiding behind a tree, pops out and starts laughing and rolling around on the ground. some how the dream switches to new years eve. im in columbia and there are lots of colors everywhere and im holding this small little dog in my lap and he keeps licking the palm of my hand. and then, i can't remember the rest.....but i know there was more.
Dear Students, regarding the final paper and assignment I would like you to write a 15 to 20 page paper on one of the following "problems" of Modern Art. You must discuss within the paper at least five artworks (but no more than ten).
Topics for paper: Subject Matter in Romanticism The Proletariat in Realism Flatness Impressionist Techniques Impressionism and physiological optics Structure and depth in Cezanne Class conflict in Impressionism and Post-Impressionism The emergence of Cubism Abstraction in Constructivism, Suprematism, and Neo-Plasticism.
Please double space your paper and use 12 pt font. Please include images with your paper (these do not count as part of the page limit)
The paper is due on the last day of class, Tuesday December 19.
If you use additional references (which I encourage), please be sure to footnote the references. You can look up the MLA guide to footnotes on line
Best Peter
my to do list before first semester ends:
+one more video for my va class +go to the met and do some research +write my paper for my world history class which is 20% of my grade +finish two paintings +figure what im going to show/not show for my semester crit. +do that bama jama paper which is posted above
some people will never be able to understand certain cultures, certain memories, certain voices and what they mean to you, certain groups of kids sitting around, certain places, certain nights, certain car rides and the hours you spent to get somewhere, and reliving the past no matter how many times and ways you try to explain it to them. theres nothing wrong with that because its hard to explain to someone how much something means to you if they have nothing to relate it with. maybe you know what i'm talking about....maybe you don't.
school is going. i come home this thursdays for thanksgiving but its only a short visit because i have to leave sunday. winter break will roll around soon enough. i got a ticket for columbia and leave december 30th and im gone for the rest of winter vacation. im siked for the trip. im not siked that i won't get to see some people from home more but so is life.
music pulls me back into reality. i sometimes find myself getting sucked into the "lastnightsparty.com" scene but it sucks. hard. people don't care about eachother. they're more concerned on their look and how people see them than anything else. its like one massive ego trip which is pretty empty. thank god for h2o. ha. seriously.
i think im just not sure what i want right now. i keep going back and forth on where i am right now. new york. school. friends. family. where i consider home. what i do on weekends. what i don't do on weekends. work. music. people. mind sets. its all pretty confusing. i feel like im never act 100% "me" because i don't even know what that means. i think i act differently around certain groups of people and that sucks. that makes me feel pretty shitty because i see that as someone whos fake. so maybe im fake? i don't know. maybe im just changing and im not sure how to deal with that because i can't see it from the outside. maybe im just scared? change doesn't need to be super drastic for it to be scary.
well. im really blown right now. there goes columbia. i went to go buy my tickets tonight and the price has jumped 800 dollars in five days. way to ruin my plans airlines..... you guys can blow me. so, if anyone is really really really savy at finding tickets...my initial plan was to leave from washington to bogota on dec. 26th and come back jan. 6th.
...and i was soooo looking forward, sooooooo hardcore, to seeing him. i miss him. a lot.
my video art class is so polar. today's class was eye opening though. i need to go to: -india -south africa -cambodia -brazil
i think thats my list for now. december is columbia and ill also be able to cross off brazil from my list. my parents think im going to get kidnapped. maybe?..... can't find out if i will unless i explore. ill be sold to some 45 year old man named Pablo in exchange for some cocaine.
tonight! -chelsea gallery openings -L.A. kids -boogaloo -dancing until 4am -someone carrying me home (most likely)
deer in the head lights, a high irishman, and happy
the weekend is now here for me due to the fact that i don't have friday classes.
saturday is d-day. i'm not too pleased about this but i can deal. then again i don't really have a choice. a visit to south america will probably happen in late december....... until then im going to be a grump. bbbaaahh humm bug!
i want the puppy now! i can't wait for the summer!!!! cute little pit bulls.... and i'm thinking..."yes!".... but for different reasons...
naps are one hell of a thing. i came back from class and just kinda passed out for a few hours. it was much needed if i plan on leaving my room tonight.
my room is a huge mess. it looks like a bomb went off. he gets freaked out by clutter and tries to make my bed....OCD...these things happen.
i danced in the middle of the street with fake snow falling around me last night. it was wonderful. my night was then followed by face painting, aimless walks, and red wine.
my video is finally finished. maybe one day i'll get computer savey and learn how to upload it.
my mind is already set on moving to brooklyn at the end of april, my own room for painting, a small dog, and color. is that too ambitious? maybe. i don't mind. im going to try and not pysch myself out.
all i want to listen to now is blues from the south between the 1930's and 1950's. its my new jam.
last night was one of those weird new york nights that would be impossible to have anywhere else. there were lots of stars out...it was nice and cold. weird, good, bad, horrible, amazing art/music/people. lots of laughing...thats important.
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