When I truly hate my free time, I dabble in costume design, set design, and organize underground to not-so-underground experience art events.
Of course none of these things actually pay my bills but that's a different, more boring story.
Words: I have a weakness for magical realism, dystopian novels, and non-fiction books about local history. The last five books I read were: We by Yevgeny Zamyatin, Bohemian San Francisco - Its Restaurants and Their Most Famous Recipes; the Elegant Art of Dining, In the Country of Last Things by Paul Auster, Wanderlust: A History of Walking by Rebecca Solnit, and 1Q84 by Haruki Murakami.
Moving Pictures: I own two Doctor Who scarves, a Blade Runner umbrella, and a Star Trek uniform - this should tell you something about my taste in teevee and moovees.
Pictures: Once upon a time Louise Bourgeois and Eva Hesse were my heroes. Then I discovered Land Art and Conceptual Art. That seemed to change everything.
* Roadtrips through the desert at dusk
* My shitty hipster bicycle which currently has broken brakes - WEEEE NON-CONSENSUAL FIXIE!
* Absurd knee high socks
* The camera I don't really know how to use
* Being an agent of chaos