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“Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up.” – Pablo Picasso


My friend infiltrates the McCain/Palin phone volunteer campaign.  Well versed.  His name is not Bryan.

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robert doisneau

French photographer.  Nice stuff.  Je t’adore.

putting a face to the name:

Robby Doisneau: Pioneer of the Myspace Mirror technique?

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This week has been slow and painful and emotional and sometimes happy but mostly not.

The Sleeping Schedule: Go to sleep 1:00 AM, wake up 6:00 AM. This has made my days long and in a dream-like state.

Up until last week, Medical Ethics was all the rage. That was until I found out I was signed up for a presentation this Friday. I spent all of today reading this book like a crazy person:
Unfortunately, that giant baby takes up a ridiculously large amount of space on the front cover. It’s really what people notice first, along with the words “Parental” and “Children’s Futures”, so they think I’m reading some sort of parenting book. Hey guys, it’s “Genetic Dilemmas” not “How To Take Care of Babies”. The baby probably has some sort of man engineered genetic defect or was born in a test tube.

My friend got me this book for my birthday :) And as people know, I love Banksy.
Wall and Piece
He’s like a modern day revolutionist who uses spray cans and stencils as weapons, and walls for battlefields. But right now he’s distracting me with his art.

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That is not the friendly “hiya!” that friends say to each other. It’s the karate chop, judo master, shaolin monk, crouching tiger hidden dragon cry of HIYA

In the spirit of Bruce Lee (who apparently went to UW? I heard he majored in theatre or something. Wow, a lightning fast kung fu master majored in theatre. Amazing. I bet no one dared make fun of him when he was reciting Shakespeare lest he roundhouse kick them in the head), here’s an amazing artist. Also, he’s not just any artist. He drew a portrait of that Korean Chairman, Kim Jong Il using 300cc (500mL) of his own blood and a wall of bandages as a canvas. That’s so sick (not in the gross way but the way when you’re like “Oh dang the new Super Smash Bros looks siiick” way). In most of the art he makes, he shows how he made it, and wow, he really does some amazing stamina demanding things. Like karate chopping a wall for who knows how long.

And he is spirit-of-Bruce-Lee-ish because he made a portrait of Bruce Lee with karate chops and head butts.


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fotographia, τέχνη, film

Modern day cowboy, photographed using tintype. TEXAS REPRESENT (Cowpunchers’ll punch your lights out). I have to say this is one of my favorite pictures :)

A couple days ago, we learned about subjectivity/objectivity in photography vs. art vs. moving pictures (dear God let’s just call it PAF – photography, art, and film because I’m tired and will not waste 3 seconds writing such things over again). Admittedly I did skip out of class during the break, because my professor sometimes has no idea what he is talking about. His favorite mode of teaching us, is to show a breathtaking photo or film or a piece of brilliant art, face us, and say with a smirk on his face, “What do you make of this?” What do I make? WHAT DO I MAKE? I make a million things of it, none of which I can say in the duration of sentence. There are those people who can raise their hand and argue with so much confidence of a know-it-all, “This is a picture of Hilary Clinton getting snubbed by Barack Obama. ” And then repeat it again as if no one heard. And then my smirky teacher can turn, sit for an uncomfortable amount of time, and use one of his four ambiguous responsive sentences (“Yeah, absolutely,” “Ok,” “Definitely,” “Good point”). Thanks for interjecting your lame bias opinion that is just representative of what something The Enquirer cooks up in their dungeons underneath the sewers. And although I disagree, there’s not enough words to say what I mean. Lame.1

I think there’s no possible way in the entire world any visual form of explaining or PAF can be objective. Every single person sees PAFs differently, and its because our the infinite combinations of experiences that grow everyday. They cause us to innately judge, and even if you have lived every moment with someone, you will still feel differently (I’m getting into another arguable subject, so I’m just going to reverse and run right out of there). No one can completely agree with another’s viewpoint, and if they do, they’re just lying to themselves, or worse, biologically mutating into a sheep. Anthropologists criticize vehemently against subjectivity in work, when objectivity is something they certainly cannot do. Hypocrites of the worst kind.2




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So what do I make of it? Think about it this way. I see a piece of PAF, any PAF, and my brain fires up. Those neurons are working overtime to take it all in. That’s why the words that come out of my mouth are so generic. Things like, “That’s so awesome,” and “Wow,” aren’t the things that I mean to say. I’m just at loss for more advanced words. My vocabulary doesn’t exceed the level of 5th grade until its all over. And I’m not kidding. I love film. I love photography. I love art.3-4 I love what they do to me.

I’m suddenly very tired at the words ‘subjective’ and ‘objective’.

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pandas aren’t black and white in real life, they are more beige and black

I eat bamboo like pandas eat bamboo.

Important message relating to bears

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