a rave revival

 

back to montreal, and feeling revived.

like i don’t have to use capital letters if i don’t want,

if u know what i mean

 

Computer Face/Pure Being by Flying Lotus

 

this is what i’ve been up to

not necessarily reading this book again,

just looking at it

still loving clouds

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

getting somewhere with my sheep pictures,

crayons in the morning

with my eggs and toast

 

 

always down for wandering the city,

looking for street art,

because i wonder for what reason they put it there

and not in a gallery.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

here lives some art that i found during “Later Chinese Art”  class, while i clearly wasn’t paying attention to chinese art. scroll over for artist names:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

i want to touch this

 

in case u have music ADD:

Fuse by Hudson Mohawke (Depone Remix)

 

 

Kazaki Interesni, a very out of the box find!:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

start downloading now? yea? http://www.mediafire.com/?db2bqy09fst0tlv

 

 

Watch Out for this Madness:

Madness by Roksonix

Watch Out by Doctor P- DRUMSTEP!

some things i’ve fallen in love with lately:

-smoothies. while the US has a plethora of slushies, which are highly addictive btw, in Canada i am more prone to run into smoothie shops, and this has been a healthy change of lifestyle.

-painting to electronic music. if i don’t know what to do next with the colors and what not, i change the song and i immediately have some new creative inspiration. undoubtedly, the drum and bass also speeds up the painting process.

-watching worn out rave kids walking to the metro at 8am, while the rest of the world is waking up and getting to work. i wonder what one might think of 100 random kids entering the train with a  sign of no sleep on their faces, and furry hoods and tails.

 

they’re actually kind of in style now, though.

Sick

 

 

Paper sculptures by Jen Stark

 

 

Replenish by Bassnectar

 

I don’t know about people, but I’ve definitely been into clouds lately.

But the clouds that really stole the show were at Lollapalooza in Grant Park Chicago on Friday August 5. They seemingly coordinated with the music, dancing in the sky.

 

Are we prisoners of perception?

A friend of mine noted how a dog can’t help but to hide itself during a storm, since its limited knowledge makes it impossible for the dog to rationalize, and therefore feel comfortable with, the cause of flashing light and loud, rumbling thunder. The dog does not perceive enough information to make sense out of the situation and let it be, so its instincts lead the canine to be scared. The dog doesn’t understand, and therefore cannot control its reaction.

Similarly, when I was young, my limited knowledge would cause me to have impulses to open chests, check the closet for monsters, to touch a certain object to feel its texture. I would make myself do it. Sometimes the little man in my head would tell me that if I didn’t, something bad would happen to me. Because I did not understand what is uniformly true about the world, did not understand what mysteries could possibly lie in every crevice and corner, I let my impulses lead the way. I would go off course just to make sure that old red trunk really didn’t have any treasures in it, because at that age, you’re constantly surprised at what is and is not reality.

I was playing with early feelings of impulse. Why was I so convinced that if I didn’t follow my impulse to put 3 leaves in my pocket and keep them there till the end of the day, that something bad was going to happen to me? Even though I don’t forcefully make myself climb up a fence to see what happens, or jump on the bridge to make sure it doesn’t bend, or turn on the sink 3 times before I use it, like I used to, I’m still a prisoner of limited knowledge. Like the dog who hides during the storm, when we don’t understand something, we will automatically revert to instinctual impulses to deal with the situation. Impulses that we are prisoners to, but in the end, only set us free.

 

I’m proud to say my close friend Alex Schoeffner is responsible for creating the image above,

and that Lauren Hansen is responsible for creating the page I link to below.

http://redrockcola.tumblr.com/

 

 

psychedelic nugget^^

Trick Candles

 

 

I have cactuses on my porch. After watching this video, I’ve been encouraged to put googly eyes on them.

 

 

 

Crayon Miracle by Locust Toybox. Makes one look at the world lackadaisically. Seriously just look around.

 

 

Yarn bombing, yarnstorming, guerrilla knitting, or graffiti knitting is a type of graffiti or street art that employs colorful displays of knitted or crocheted cloth rather than paint or chalk.

While yarn installations – called yarn bombs or yarnstorms – may last for years, they are considered non-permanent, and, unlike graffiti, can be easily removed if necessary. Nonetheless, the practice is still technically illegal, though it is not often prosecuted vigorously.

The practice is believed to have originated in the U.S. (2005) with Texas knitters trying to find a creative way to use their leftover and unfinished knitting projects, but it has since spread worldwide.

 

 

I took this clip at Wicker Park fest this weekend. A small child enjoys octopus above the crowd. Mostly better without sound.

 

 

 

 

 

^{My brother}

 

Trick candles

hahaha

Come Around

 

I need to release somewhere to make meaning.

For if I didn’t release, I’d be eternally stuck in my own brain,

unable to determine whether or not what I’m doing is real.

I must send myself out to the environment,

just to make positive I am still receiving back.

 

 

If everything we do effects everything else, and everything else effects us, we might as well only be doing good. After all, it only benefits us.

I think that’s what they call karma.

 

 

I listened to this mix as I wrote.

DFRNT - Dubstep For Deep Heads Mix by Dubstep For Deep Heads

 

 

 

Recently I’ve been making lists of things that bother me. Broken bike, cut up heel, lack of privacy, trouble writing a short story, a friend gone for the summer, another one not telling the truth.

The cool thing about these lists is that they become obsolete.

When I look at the list from last week, I can check off a lot of things that no longer bother me.

While the purpose of writing the list is to get bothersome things outside of me and onto paper, so they don’t suffocate my brighter emotions,

the real advantage is being able to look back and physically see, on paper, the temporary nature of traumas that we let hinder our day to day lives.

The progression of time makes every issue or negative emotion just a piece of the past, which should logically give us utmost hope for the present.

 

 

 

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