some of my favorites

Recent color prints:

digital and black and white prints, going back a lil while:

IM GOING TO SEE UTA BARTH TONIGHT.

German-born, American-based artist Utha Barth is among the key recent figures who have brought photography 

to the prominent position once occupied by painting. Her photographs of interior and exterior, urban and natural environments capture fleeting moments as if glimpsed 

out of the corner of one's eye, where we become aware of the beauty of everyday light, space, texture and luminous surfaces. 

Barth's work has been exhibited at museums around the world,  including the Museum of Modern Art, New York; Tate Modern, London; 

and the Solomon R. Guggenheim Museum, New York. She was a recipient of the John Simon Guggenheim fellowship in 2004-05.

mills college

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I I I I I I I I I

The Minimalisms test went okay. I survived. I actually studied a lot, despite what my blog posts may have implied. I'm awake. It's me and the cats this morning. The roommates went out to a show last night, I expect them to be a little hungover with stories to share when they finally rise from the dead.

I stayed in last night, which is nothing new. My weekend nights seem to be nights where I become my alter ego: an 85 year old woman who enjoys peppermint tea, macadamia nuts and has a secret love for netflix, specifically terribly sad movies to slit your wrists to. (... last night I found a particularly horrifying 6 part documentary series on Auschwitz-Birkenau...)

In other news, I discovered I have been lied to my entire life. JULY 23 BABIES UNITE. (I am a cusp baby, not a leo, not a cancer). Well I've been told my entire life that I am a leo. Leo. leo. Leo. Lion. Birth stone is ruby. LIES. LIES WHAT THE HELL IS MY BIRTHSTONE. I'M A CANCER. A CRAB. YUCK. JESUS MY WORLD IS CRASHING AROUND ME. I AM A CRAB. PEOPLE EAT MY ASTROLOGICAL ANIMAL SIGN. I AM EDIBLE. i bury my head in the sand instead of munching on antelopes.

I looked up both signs yesterday and realized I fit with the crab. We is buddies. Leo and I, nope. definately not. (aka outgoing, center of attention at all times, er... popular? what?) Crab= homebody, very intent on plans, does whatever the fuck they want and are generally rather obsessive compulsive. Yes. Hello. Thaat'z more like it. 

On the rare occasion I will venture out of my shell (oh shell.. haha pun pun punny funny ) and into the world but for the most part... don't count on me to do something past 10 unless I have the greater part of a bottle of wine in my system.

If you believe "signs"... which I don't....er.. didn't.... but now kind of do since I seem to be exactly everything a cancer is supposed to be....whatever. Old ladies believe in signs right? I'm allowed to. Blame it on the alterego.

wow yet again, a marvelous post, lack of facebook really is reeking havoc on my blog. ( I appologize, all ye who have had to read through my zodiac this morning... I really need to begin thinking of more interesting things to write about.)

MORE BORING SHIT ABOUT ME: I'm being the tooth fairy for halloween, I thought of it yesterday. Using my wisdom teeth that i found + other teeth from the bone room to make gnarly necklaces n earrings. and if you see me on all hallows eve I will have gold coins, but only to trade for teeth.

I woke up this morning with a weird craving for the Marina, if no one wakes up soon i might just bike down there and walk around. I want to stare at the harbor and the bay and the bridge and the city and soak it all up. I'll give them 10 more minutes. If they don't return from the dead, I'm doing it.

HALLO CYBERWORLD

The sky is purple, and I am wet. soaking. fucking wet. from rain. lots of rain. rain rain rain raaain. Apparently the Apocalypse has arrived 3 years ahead of schedule. If indeed today is the last day I spend on planet earth, I can say that I spent it at Louis.

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Louis= a little diner that looks out over the pacific ocean. It teeters precariously on the edge of a cliff, hidden from the road by the edge of a forest. Maybe it was the rain, or the cliff... or the greenery, It felt like ireland for a second. But then you hear your teacher, and remember your homework, and realize that you are not 11 anymore, you are actually 20 and have homework to do, for college, in AMERICA. YOU ARE IN AMERICA EVA AND HAVE LOTS OF HOMEWORK TO DO SO STOP TYPING AND START LEARNING ABOUT STELLA AND JUDD AND MINIMAL ART.

I DONT WANT TO: SO HERE'S SOME MORE WORTHLESS INFORMATION ABOUT MY DAY: about looeyyz: It's filled with chubby old men who eat fried food and flirt with anyone who looks like they may have a vagina.

STUDY STUDY STUDY

NO

such a charming atmosphere

I spent my last day on earth watching the majority of my painting class eat cherry pie with globby vanilla ice cream oozing from the corners of their mouths.

STUDY STUDY I NEEEEED TO STUDY I HAVE TWO DAYS WHY START NOW

BECAUSE I NEED TO DO WELL SO I CAN GET A GOOD GRADE AND HAVE A GOOD LIFE

MORE ABOUT MY DAY IN LOWERCASE LETTERS:

I did the dishes ( c'mon room mates, dish out the praise.. that. was. stanky.) procrastinated memorizing the names and dates of minimalist artists by writing a shitty post on my shitty blog. SHITTTTTTTT.

but if the world ends tonight, then I

wont

have a test.

MAYBE ILL REARRANGE THE WORDS ON MY BLOG POST TO KILL MORE TIME AND MAKE ME SEEM ARTSY_ER... is that a word

OK.

FYI: The world isn't going to end, I just checked the weather.

I'm going to procrastinate some more and make some rice.

THEN ILL STUDY I PROMISE ILL STUDY.

I feel like my deletion of facebook will reek havoc on my blog.. I apologize ahead of time for posts like these which exist for the sole purpose of procrastination .

make me this

This unicorn swing would make my life complete:
Someone, make it for me?

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damn song has been stuck in my head for days and days and days




old.. but i like their music videos so much




thats all i suppose

alec soth

The last one is my favorite

what a day.

Today was eh. woke up feeling terrible. Lay on the couch in the living room wrapped in a towel for 3 hours with the blinds closed. Made it to school. forced myself into going to math class. Which was pointless and a waste of time.

Kate and I drew tessellations that we turned into ghosts. We gave them long black dicks. Some got saggy boobs and big bellybuttons. I added fangs. Our conservative middle aged math teacher laughed at us. I don't think she was impressed.

You're a prick with a pin woman
Push it into my skin girl
I'm a prick when I sin and I
Know I can't win

awesome

i like this

via http://www.hanstheys.be/artists/leon_vranken/