Thursday, December 10, 2009
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Sunday, November 22, 2009
FREAKS AND GEEKS IN MY HEART!
(lets have a marathon and bond)
Good morning, good afternoon, or good night!
YES, elli speaks the truth I spoke to Thomas Lennon!
we interviewed him for our film class and for some reason i could only think of asking him two things: do you ever get embarrassed pretending to be in ridiculous situations?
and is Michael Ian black real a dick?
and if your wondering, he really is.
How is your November treating you?
Its starting to get a bit nippley over here
But that’s the way I like it.
I even dyed my hair the color of the leaves
There is this one movie that completely changed my life
but I refrain myself from seeing it because it brings
old emotional ties to the surface. Icky icky emotions
Doesn’t eveyone have that film.
That film that makes you feel completely at home
where ever you may fall asleep these days.
That film you lost your virginity to,
A film you’ve cried to, know every line, memorized the score front and back
A film that reminds you of someone who doesn’t remember you anymore
Or it reminds you of somebody you have forgotten.
Yep. That’s the one.
I hate that I can’t watch it.
Emotions are the devils bitch.
I am quite the little swearing spitfire.
But on the up side,
I heard I have a secret admirer
Which is always good.
I hope he like good bands.
I like good bands, do you?
Of course you think you do.
I don’t think I have ever meet anyone who has said
“I have a really awful taste in music”
Or the always perpetually stimulating
“I don’t listen to music”
which I wish people would just say when I meet them
so I don’t have to figure out on my own that either you’re
A) a prick.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not trying to box you.
personally its fine by me if you are, as long as your not pretending that you’re not.
At the end of the day man,
I could give a rats assssss.
Im going to go find the courage
To watch a film that may remind me
Of the forgotten
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Monday, November 16, 2009
Hush up its my turn to talk, trick!
How it is
No really how is it?
I have had a jam packed day let me tell you
I had an art field trip ( of course I did, because im the type of kid
who has an art field trip then blogs about it that night, my lord who am i!)
so we went to this art supply store on the east-y east of side of Chicago
FUN FACT: there really is no such thing as an east side because Lake Michigan covers that whole side of the state, so the closest side we have to the east is our downtown towards the lake.
Nerdy that I just schooled you on my chi knowledge? Nay, what could be more thug then the town that made al capone famous? AINT NOTHING BUT A G THANG.
Im very proud of my city obviously
Which makes it such a hard decision whether I should stay here or go to Nashville for school…….
I gotta really soul search. I love that phrase. It makes you feel like the devil, “WHERE HAS MY SOUL GONNNNEEE???”
Bahaha. back to the fieldtrip. So after the art supply store we went to Portillos down the block. I think its on superior and Orleans ( north east side)
AND the main cashier was this 50 year old black woman who had this head mic and announced your order in a very jovial tone, you know , calling er body baby.
Which I absolute love.
Im drawn to people with that type of energy like a moth.
So me and my friend maria asked to be photographed with her.
I wasn’t afraid, I even wore the little paper built fold out hat for the rest of the day.
I also gave her the rest of the brownies I baked that I brought for the trip.
So im pretty sure God is going to let me into heaven now.
The rest of the day my friends and I broke from the pack, smoked our squares ( I know cliché) looked through the numerous galleries/exhibits. Most of the glass vases I saw looked like very well made bongs.
Either bong makers are getting better
or fiber/glass students are smoking pot.
Just an observation.
I also got to know two different guy graffiti artists.
One was even nice enough to compliment my work.
I took a lot of solid pictures of the city. I’ll post that later.
I also caught up with a girl I use to be friends with from eight grade.
Its nice to hear she got her act together, happy and making art.
p.s I have had this one particular masterpiece of a song in my head
“ where is my panties” by outkast on the speakerboxx/love below album
where basically it’s a dialogue montage of the morning after a first night stand
and in Andre 3000 point of view, he’s all like
“ she gunna think I think she some type a hoe.
But really, it make me think, she know what she want out of life!”
Which really America,
Is so much my life. Not the first night stand part
But I know what I want out of life!
Ps.s did you ever realize that cats don’t have eye lids?
Next time you cant take your glance of your cat
Notice that they kinda resemble owls a bit.
Fight the power!
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Well, hot and heavy, pumpkin pie, Chocolate candy, Jesus Christ, Ain't nothing please me more than you.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Moving on from Ms. Muhl.
Today was rough. I'm having a lot of anxiety lately. I think a lot it is because of dealing with all of this college stuff...I'm completely ontop of it, but I still need 7 or 8 pieces to put in my portfolio. I'm hopefully visiting California to check out CCA, but I'm pretty set with going to Columbia, here in Chicago. Love this city half to death.
I start my art class next Thursday thank the baby Jesus. It's a super intimate class, very one on one. Which is great, I need that fundamental structure.
Anyway, some major thrifting will be done this weekend. I heard there's great one in Wicker Park. I'll have to check it out when I go this weekend (hopefully).
CURRENT PROJECTS: Making a cropped tee out of an old, large teeshirt. New wilderness collage. Last but not least, looking up some seriously rad Christmas crafts. Holler.
Muito amor, um amor.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
However it may find you, good morning, afternoon or night!
This is mia speaking and other then this blog I usually don’t check the internet that often
Im not really part of this cyber generation, where we use computer slang to connect to each other. I’m a writer and I try not to diminish the English language
BUTT ENOUGH OF THE SERMON. Amen.
I’m currently in a mental crossroad.
I’m trying to decide where I should spend my future and my money. College.
But not just any colleges, no of course I fall in love with the expensive private art colleges because they’re types that accept my kind.
It wasn’t a hard decision to want to go to art school.
What could be better then living a life about learning what you love.
Ha , say that five times fast. But really isn’t that the American dream?
And who is THE MAN, to say that I can’t afford my dream?
And im sure damn not smart enough to gain my dreams for free so I have to work with what my momma gave me. Shit.
My mother doesn’t even believe I can do this either. Scholarships, loans, grants, bullshit.
I should be able to afford to dream. And fuck y’all who think I can’t make it.
Because at the end of the day, you have to have your back, you are all you have.
So who ever you are reading this, maybe the girl in my gym class that changes next to me, or a 45 year old Bon Jovi fan that lives with his mom,
I want to tell you
“SI SE PUEDE”
“YOU CAN DO IT!”
god damn I is especially preachery today. My bad. Its just when I think about the future,
I suddenly get this fire to get done whatever I achieve. And that’s not bad my blogging friends. “It just tells me, I know what I want out of life”
( five brownie points if you can name what song that is from haha)
but how is your fall going? Does it make you nostalgic too?
It makes me miss the people I can’t remember anymore
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Our mission is to give you some insight on how we see music, fashion, movies, art, etc...
you see now, elli is that white bitch with the black woman inside her. Got that class up the ass. know what im sayin. she's a cool cat got a little bit o this a little bit of that. Fashion is her thing. word?
WORD. Second off, Mia is the brown baby. That bitch over there. She spits mad rhymes and has some BIG TITS. Just kidding, but they is big. She's been my sistafran for only six months. Know it short, but it's strong as nigerian hair. This girl loves art. Fills sketchbooks till there is no more page space.
We're both inspiring Journalists. Mia for Music and Elli for Fashion.
love from e&m