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Wednesday, May 31, 2006
"Sunrise, the sun sets.
You are hopeful and then you regret. The circle never breaks. With a sunrise and a sunset there’s a change of heart or address. Is there nothing that remains? For a sunrise or a sunset. You’re manic or you’re depressed. Will you ever feel ok?" "For a sunrise or sunset. You’re either coming or you just left but you’re always on the way. Towards a sunrise or a sunset, a scribble or a sonnet. They are really just the same. To the sunrise and the sunset. The master and his servant have exactly the same fate. It’s a sunrise and a sunset. From a cradle to a casket. There’s no way to escape. The sunrise and the sunset. Hold your sadness like a puppet, keep putting on the play. But everything you do is leading to the point where you just won’t know what to do. And at that moment you may laugh but there is someone there who will be laughing louder than you. So it’s true, the trick is complete. become everything you said that you never would be. You’re a fool! You’re a fool! Sunrise, sunset. Sunrise, sunset. The sunrise and the sun sets. Sunrise, sunset. Sunrise, the sun sets. Sunrise, the sun sets. Sunrise, sunset. Go home to your apartment put the cassette in the tape deck and let that fever play. Sunrise, sunset." ~Bright Eyes
Tuesday, May 30, 2006
I Gotta Bitch (don't read if you don't want to "hear" me rant and rave)... Preconceived notions:
I am not a princess just because I am attractive. Calling me a princess in one context is okay but not in another. Not when It's used derogatorily...and yes it was used in a hurtful way that last time. Just because I have a lot of free time doesn't mean I don't want to use it wisely. Just because I let you pay a few times doesn't mean I'm going to always expect it. Hell, after all these years of dating jerks, I need to know that someone will go a little further for me. Someone who thinks I'm worth it because I will give so much that I just might get walked all over if I'm not careful. I want an exchange of energy with no tabs being kept on each other. You said you were worried that I may want a sugar daddy. Ummmm...if I wanted one, I wouldn't have consciously chosen a broke-ass artist on the website. Don't think I couldn't get a date with some doctor, lawyer, real estate, film industry dude, or whoever the fuck makes tons of cash. HELLO! I KNEW you are an artist which means I KNOW that you don't make lots of money. Broke=no sugar daddy. Duh! How you flatter yourself. Pft. When I say I sent you a poem, don't give me a that look...the look that says I'm a psycho weirdo. Get off your high horse...it's a poem about living life to the fullest, not a love poem. Respect: Please don't hide your passive aggression with "jokes". If you don't want to do something, like not pay for my drink, just tell me. Don't communicate it to me with a crude "joke" about putting me in my place. Don't then tell me you were joking when you were really telling the truth and didn't have the guts to say it with class. Don't patronize me and talk down to me. Sometimes I apologize when I shouldn't. I just want to keep the peace. I'm still angry. Angry because of all of those things and you feeling that I need to monitor myself. Maybe I need to monitor how I approach you with my anger, but I don't think I like how you talk to me. Angry: I put in a lot of effort photographing your work for you. I am an artist, not a technician or a tool to used for someone else's whims. I am not pursuing photography in the commercial world. So what you said to me with your "jokes" was mean. Damn, I SAVED you money. Go pay someone else, see how much they charge. Or even just pay for the the film and processing or rental if it's digital, it would've been A LOT more than that bottle of wine you bought for my friend whose digital camera I borrowed. Okay I know I'm not perfect, but...grrrrr. I shouldn't have agreed to photograph your work for you, especially when we are just getting to know each other. Work shouldn't have been thrown into the mix. When I ran over to see you before you left for a month and said that I'll miss you and your response is "perspective", well that is just an asshole move. Yes, we've only known each other 2 weeks, but work with me here, I'm showing some warmth. Yes, it got intense, we got into it and I would normally want my space, but you are going away. I'm reaching out. I mean, WTF, just a few days ago you said something like, "I'm leaving in a few days, what are we gonna do?" Oh and again...perspective???Well you should have had some before you asked me to do you the ginormous favor of photographing your art for absolutely free (with barely any thanks until I pointed it out) when we had only hung out TWO FUCKIN TIMES!!! (Loud, one-fingered taps on the keyboard there.) Alright, I know that I should truly want to give with no thought of return, but I don't like the feeling of being walked on. Period. So yeah, it did get intense but I seemed to be defending myself a lot. I can only repeat that what I did wrong was agree to photograph your work, I should have communicated my thoughts and needs more. I also should have expressed my hurt in a different manner instead of attacking you. But in the bigger picture...you were the bigger jerk. Hands down. Okay. Whew! I think I'm done. If anyone got this far in reading this then you are a trooper.
Monday, May 29, 2006
Art ![]() It just dawned on me that I want to make my life one big art project. Fill it with color, energy, laughter, music, and dancing. Make it beautiful and make people laugh. I want to inspire and be inspired. Bounce ideas and build. Surround myself with like-minded people...the artists, the magicians, the weavers of light. People who make things happen. I have a special energy that I'd like to share with the world.
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