You can find me behind the plank three nights a week at a famous city bar. I’m the one wearing the golden retriever t shirt. Everyone likes a golden retriever. If not, there’s something wrong with them and I don’t want to know them.
I have an MFA and have shown a lot of art in the Bay Area for the last ten years. I’m taking a break to do something even more difficult than being a successful artist and that’s finding someone I want to spend the rest of my life with ( or at least a good portion of it)
I am a baby giraffe. My feet are like little tea cups. I have a long neck which allows me to feed upon the leaves of the forest canopy. I have two flesh covered bony protuberances called ossicones that sit atop by head and one day I’ll use them in mating rituals. I am a baby giraffe.
I am a baby owl. My ears are above my eyes so I can hear what I’m watching. Usually crunchy mice hiding in the tall dry grasses.
Book: The Geography of Nowhere- "eighty percent of everything ever built in America has been built in the last fifty years, and most of it is depessing, brutal, ugly, unhealthy and spiritually degrading."
Movie: The Right Stuff- About the Mercury Seven astronauts. When men were men and looked like Ed Harris and Dennis Quaid and Sam Shepard.
Show: Dog with A Blog. Not really.
Music: Neil Young-He's from a town in North Ontario. He wears a poncho and put an electric motor in an old Chevy.
Food: Japanese-From the island of Japan. Where the people love robots and Maru the cat.
2. From chopping branches and trees for a shelter, to making of a bow drill for fire, to whittling a snare, a knife in the hands of a knowledgeable individual, is the key to survival.
4. My apartment. Seriously. I have a giant rent controlled apartment all to myself, one block from the park that most of you would die to live in. Maybe not with me. But it’s pretty sick.
This video and everything else I learned listening to the Filmdrunk Frotcast.
6. Coconut water.