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Someone, somewhere has downloaded the "Shaft Graphic Designer" business card I made for my calligraphy final.

I wonder what they are doing with it?

Testiculate (verb)

To wave ones hands about and talk Bollocks.

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Courtesy of tasteslikeevil, who has the comic edwitch. This is almost as weird as when I saw Henry Kissinger on the Daily Show, only good instead of the other-worldly horror that one would normally associate with seeing Hitler having a sit-down chat with John Lennon.

Look what I found:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MyE5wjc4XOw&mode=related&search=

Some of my other favorites of his:

"Defenders of Marriage"
"Creation science 101"
"Chickenhawk"
"The war on Terror"

I just learned that LSD is an extremely effective migraine medicine and that one, very small, sub-hallucinogenic doses can alleviate migraines for up to several months. Just thought I'd share.

Some new stuff up at http://skippermarch.deviantart.com/

much of it in here, some of which you guys have seen before.

Some random guy walking on the railings in the park near my dorm and wearing orange gloves just invited me to something called "Mission Chill" that is going to take place on April 20th in said park at 4:20. So yeah if anyone wants to go a weed-in with a funny name represented by a random jovial acrobat, you know were to go.

A deviantArt page: http://skippermarch.deviantart.com/ (some bum took "3trees" and didn't even pit anything there, jerk.)

Wee. Go there and then tell every person you can possibly think of how freaking awesome it is and that they want to buy my work. I need to make some money for next year and, and they only give internships around here to juniors and seniors, and it would be a trillion times cooler to sell prints instead of getting some shitty summer job. But doing that would mean renting darkroom time and I need to know that enough people would actually buy the things before I take that chance. So yeah, spread the word; I will be deeply grateful.

EDIT: I am thinking about charging around $100 a mounted, signed, print. I would like to know if you think that is fair, or not or if I could get more, or what.

Two rings I just finished for jewelry class. They made of silver and are very shinny.

There are these two girls in that class who are very affectionate with each other (or rather one is very affection with the other and the second one goes happily along with it) and the obvious conclusion that they are gay for each other does not hold here; one of them has a boyfriend she can hardly stand to leave by himself (the more passive one.) But even without that I would bet any amount of money that both of them are straight. I have seen this thing before, at MIT, and there was about loneliness, not attraction. There one of the girls was even engaged to a guy. But here it is much more tragic because although both of the girls are very nerdy neither one of them is a 400-pound asshole lunatic. One of them even looks like another lonely girl I know. le sigh :*(

( Bigish pictures )

I just finished a little move for my Visual Language II class and wouldn't y'know it, it kinda doesn't suck!

So I'm going to share it with you:
In the final cut I learn how to spell "Georgia"

But one thing I want to know is if anyone laughs as hard as I do at the "we know who we gonna kill" part, or has my all consuming loathing of iMovie put me into some sort of hysterical delirium.

In other news: liking Tom Petty as much as I do right now makes me feel like a total dork.

And now I'm going to step outside for a bit, it has been so long since it rained.

I have a new hero: Roger Bacon

He was a Franciscan monk in the 13th century and a scholar at Oxford where he earned the title "Doctor Mirabilis" or "brilliant professor." His heavy emphasis on the importance of empiricism makes him one of the first advocates of the scientific method in Europe. He proposed to the Pope that the curriculum should be overhauled and based on a encyclopedia of all scientific and mathematical knowledge. The Pope took this to mean that he already had such a book and bound him by papal oath to send him this encyclopedia of all scientific knowledge, which of course, didn't exist; so he wrote it. He used is extensive knowledge and skill with mathematical and scientific tools to not only understand "natural philosophy" but also to study alchemy and make a telescope that could see through time. Now that is fucking SCIENCE!

To conclude:
13th century monk who said: "Mathematics is the gate and key of the sciences. …Neglect of mathematics works injury to all knowledge, since he who is ignorant of it cannot know the other sciences or the things of this world," who then went to build a telescope that could see the future. Epic win.

By now I have also made an "amulet" which makes me look like waaaaaaaaay too much like a poser jackass if I post pictures of it in my LiveJournal.

( Like this totally doesn't. )

I've been having this fantasy lately of starting just the ill spot for artists of all stripes. We would have studio space, a gallery, offices, workshops, darkroom(s), a printing department, a little office you could go to book a model. And we would do things, publish comics, have shows, design sets, make movies, design posters and brochures, have art symposiums and workshops, anything you need done, we can make happen, or anything we want to do ourselves. We would have designers and illustrators and other such squares on staff and they would get a salary and everything they did would be owned by the company. But if you were a real artist and we invite you you would get your own studio space, access to our modeling agency, a show whenever we have time for it, whatever else you need, we wouldn't pay you that much, but anything you made that wasn't at the behest of the company is yours and you can keep or sell or whatever, and if we need you to do something (paint a mural, illustrate a comic, whatever the hell else we might think of) you have to do that up to the point where it takes up more than a part time job would. We would only take good artists with actual skills who can really do stuff besides be creeps and assholes (I'm looking at you, all of modern art.) First painter I'd call: Jamie Wyeth. First photographer: Archie La Salle if he's still around. It would be a prestigious enclave of the most skilled and meaningful artists in the world setting a new standard for art in the 21st century.

And the name of this glorious institution: "The Batman Foundation."

"Duchamp's not a hack for using "found objects" to make sculptures, though I would say he would be far worse than a hack if he, for example, bought or "found" the thinker, took a hacksaw to the head and and arms, then added plastic masks and reattached the pieces so it looked like a gorilla masturbating or something to that effect —"

Now mnotacrook at plastic.com is making fun here but if you think about it, that would make a perfect modern art piece. In fact when I start my modern art scam (or I can start now I guess) I will take dares from people to paint pieces based on what they think is to impossibly stupid/obscene to pass as a real piece or they say it to make fun of what modern art is like as in the example above. For example someone will say "I bet you can't sell a painting of a teddy-bear flying a rocket-ship out of a space-hooker's penis!"
And I will say "Yes I can!" and then do it, because rich white art people are fucked in the head.

In other news, Jackson Browne rocks my socks.

And because no one else on the whole internet has said it I guess I have to: "The Chapman brothers (Jake & Dinos) are assholes!"

Back in Medford for the winter break. While out walking today I saw somebody with a "Garage Door Games"(or something like that) hockey thing set up. There was a big goalie set up on the garage door, but then when I drew closer, I saw what made it notable: a miniature ice-rink set up in the driveway. Suburbs = WTF.

For those of you who might be doubting that there are beautiful things in the world, take heart! Behold: a music video of the Mystery Science Theater 3000 theme song done with footage from Evangelion!

And lo, all was right with the world.

I just stuffed my last ever form study project into the trash. Thank the Christ. Interestingly enough it was one of my favorite projects to do in that class. It was a big messy thing made out of trash cans and plastic sheeting and bags of marshmallows with paint everywhere, took up half the workroom, lots of fun. Nobody liked it very much. And as I look back over the projects I did, the ones that went over the best were, without exception, the ones I had the most contempt for and thought were the stupidest pieces of bullshit once I was done with them. Now I'm puzzling over why that is. Perhaps it has something to do with their phenomenal stupidity. I dunno. But seriously, they are pretty dumb.

Once upon a time an artist lived by the sea, in the winter of his years. One day in early June his wife left him. He died later that year, nearing the end of September. In the months before he passed, he painted nothing but the far-off figures of birds.

( ...so let's post some motherfuckin' art! )