ive got the creativity and inspiration candle burning this morning.

i love this - it came in the mail yesterday
owl

“Nobody knows what art is, and it can’t be taught. It’s the mind and the talent of the eye of the individual who is operating the machine that produces what comes out of it”.

desertion
fascinates me

Escapism via reality

i am addicted to gossip blogs.
i watch the hills and much to my chagrin got into this season's Real World.
i don't want to admit that i actually like these shows - because i don't.
they represent all that i have always rebelled against.

when i was a kid i would watch national geographic and nova with my parents. i was far too sensitive to watch the whole thing. i never wanted to see the animal that i was rooting for suffer. before the blood would spill, or the orphan cub succumbed to the harsh winter i would leave the room and fill my head with crap shows like Charle's in Charge and Small Wonder.

i think that the reality shows of today are the perfect hybrid of nova and crappy 80's sitcoms. watching fashionably attired characters (usually the non-threatening gazelle or zebra) narrowly avoid the wolves (boys, evils of hollywood, former friends) and overcome some lame issue (sex tape) via fashion and fabulousness seems to sooth my soul.

i should have bucked up and dealt with the realities of the animal world. i would much rather see Lauren and Heidi devoured by wolves.

this is what i want to give you love.
space to create

i was in a verbal altercation months ago at the bank.
some girl called me a jerk or stupid from her car - and i called her out.
told her that she was a dumb bitch and told her to shut the fuck up.
my adrenaline surged. i was not ready to fight, but i was ready to scare someone.