this is me practicing blogging

I stumbled across this the other night after finally pressing publish on my first blog entry.

The photo is from an article on Hyperallergic (practicing my links bear with me) but it originates from here  www.clichespotting.com  It’s a phone app of art school cliché’s !

When I saw the category:  Manifesto (“ … best thing to do with a boring message … ”) I LOL’ed at myself.  Actually,  I damn near had an anxiety attack and almost changed  the name of my blog and then I realized,  if I am a cliché then I did, get something from my fine arts education.

SIDE NOTE: I was supposed to receive a degree in Interior Design from a fine art’s college in the pacific northwest.  My Junior year it was announced that the interiors department lost it’s accreditation – but, we were told, it’s ok, because C&@^%$! college of the arts is just like RISD and RISD’s interiors department isn’t accredited either. (Note to self – 101 reasons why they C@&^!$* is not RISD is a great blog topic).  Non the less I made the decision to stick with it because a fine arts degree would allow me to teach art whether I wanted to pursue interiors or not.  And teaching children to creatively fight the dark side on this planet seems to be my calling.

My point,  as I stray from my topic is, I am not denying for one moment that this blog will be boring.  It only means I have internalized a very expensive education. But how many other people on wordpress are artists trying to work it out???  Trick question, because only two people have read my blog and I’ve only told one person I know about this blog so far, so I’ll answer it.  A LOT!!!  That’s how many!  They’re at every turn. I know I’m not the only cliché out there and I love that.

I love it so much I’m going to separate myself from the pack and  talk about Sarah Palin’s tits.

One of my most favorite sites of all is dlisted.com  It has gotten me through the toughest times (thankyouverymuch Michael K.).  I love his formula, his writing and his soul (he’s a lover of  booze and the green stuff the little baby Jesus makes,  but the U.S. government wont let us have ).  I log on religiously (yes Jedi’s can be pop culture whore’s.  I believe the spiritual term for it is”balance”).  One of my favorite daily entries is “hot slut of the day”.

In homage of Michael K.  I wanted to introduce a reoccurring catagory called “pass the pipe, your camping on the grass”.   It’s something that gets said usually when a group of people are sitting around passing the pipe and someone commands attention on the soap box while still holding the pipe.  I think it’s a great term for anyone who’s 15 minutes should be up.  ”Gimme back my weed please, and stop talking.”

I figured a great first candidate would be Sarah Palin.  Since she hadn’t been in the headlines for a couple of weeks I figured I google her to see if I missed her putting her foot in her mouth.  Usually these monkeys have a pattern,  usually.  Instead I found this.

Amendment: The awesome photo will not post so I’m giving you this slutty photo instead.  For christ sake google Sarah Palin’s chi chi’s!

what??? Seriously.  I couldn’t even do it.  I mean,  I had no clue Sarah Palin had it in her (Bull Shit).  I searched for the photoshop I’m fairly convinced this is her and all I can say is this.  Nice fucking rack sister.

I can’t give her a “pass the pipe” for my first PTP entry.   It seems almost unethical.  Even I suddenly want to pretend to look S P’s eyes.  She has golden orbs o’ conservative luv  AND SHE CAN CLEARLY WORK A STICK!!!

For now I have to say,  ”It’s cool, SP  hold on to the pipe.  It really won’t be too much longer  ya hooker!”

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Speaking of hypocrisy – I’m just say’n:

Dear Catholic church,

Please clean your shit up.

JIT

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my first blog, not to be confused with My First Pony.

I think it was realizing that I was going to burst from withholding humorous commentary, that sent me running the direction of the blogosphere. Four years at a fine arts school being critiqued by over stuffed designers and architects will do that to a Jedi in training. Though, in all fairness to myself, I didn’t even know I was a Jedi at the time I decided to study fine the fine arts.  So, no wonder I wound up in the belly of the whale for so long.

I am starting this blog with creative and spiritual intentions. I have now studied art for over 9 years and if you include the performing arts, I’ve really been studying art since I was 14. That’s 16 years.

And I’ve been chasing the wrong carrot the entire time. Creativity is not about reward, or desired outcome, or recognition and affirmation. Creativity, is spiritual. It comes from a sacred place and ultimately is a tool for communication and healing.

On one level this is the documentation of an artists spiritual journey.  On a more universal level, this blog is a sociological observation of our global community through pop culture goggles.

I find that abstract and controversial topics are best taken with a funny pill and nicely crafted blunt. I also feel hypocrisy and contradiction should be pointed out and laughed at whenever possible, certainly Mary Jane is invited to that party as well. I really hope to do that here, laugh, that is. I haven’t processed anything with humor in four years.  It seams that doing so caused me to gain 40 lbs. and ignited a case of the situational crazies (a.k.a. post traumatic stress disorder).

I have now sat on this draft and this blog address for over two weeks.  I’m casting this out there.  Enough already.  I am now over thinking.   As I recover from art school and learn how to manage PTSD  I’m certain that there may just be days where I contribute nothing to this blogosphere but eff bombs and drug references.  I hope at the end of it I see a little personal and creative growth too.  And if I’m lucky,  I’ll even figure out how to customize my site.  Please, little baby Jesus help me.

J.I.T.

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