Rob Goldman

His work is beautiful.

I just got finished stalking him.

I read the bios, looked at the pictures, saw the projects.

Incredible.

Each picture looks so simply done but there's something that catches your eye on all of them. They all look like they have some sort of deeper meaning. I feel the picture. The emotions are caught so well, it's moving. Particularly in 'Gabe and Eli' and the photos of the children doing art. I don't know, kids make me cry.

That's what I like most about his pictures. The emotion. This is me transitioning to his book. Rob has a book out about finding oneself and ones passion using spiritual techniques, art, and Eastern and Western philosophies. He says the world doesn't change around us, we do. I like that. Because ultimately you control yourself, and that's something most people don't realize. He strives to not only make himself better, but others around him. The passion he has for his work is inspiring. I really hope that one day I can do something I love just as much it seems he does. I'm excited.

One day I want to get paid for my opinions.

Sisters we still are.

I was sad. I was bad.

Excuses I won't continue to make to you.

I hope I still fit the criteria of what it takes to be your twin.

I'm sorry.

I don't write poems, you should know that.

I'm not as good with words as you, you know that.

I'm sorry.

I never left.

I don't want you to think I did.

Take me back because that's what I want.

That's what you want.

I'm sorry.

Quickie

Hi, hello. I'm trying to think and type as quickly as possible because I have desperately have to study for my math midterm. Or else.

OK let me see, let me see: this quarter felt shorter than the first one. And in about a week or so we will officially be done with the first half of the school year. Meaning I am closer to being done with the SATs and trigonometry. Hallejuah.

I think this week was much needed. We got to relax and watch Break Away and a two hour delay. Nothing wrong with that.

Break Away is definitely my favorite movie that we've watched so far. I liked breaking it down. In English we were breaking down an episode of the Simpsons and one of the kids in my class complained that he didn't like to think while he watched the show and prefers to just melt into his chair and drool. I understand that television is for entertainment. But I feel without "thinking" while watching you lose so much. I get more out of it when I figure things out, especially when watching the Simpsons, it makes the show funnier.

How do you even stop thinking? Can that happen?

I'm excited for third quarter because it is impossible for it to be worse than the second quarter. I'm looking forward to learning. So long.

P.S. I was wondering if it was possible for me to write my my 365 down in a journal and then transfer it at the end of the week or something. If that's OK.

I'm Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack

So, uh. It's kind of been awhile since I've posted on this. Vacation, illness, life, etc gets in the way sometimes. But I'm here now if you want me to be. Yes? You do? Ok.

A few days ago was STAC Live, my very first one in fact. It was fun. I think for the most part the reaction from the audience was good, although not everyone there was respectful. That's ok though, not everyone is going to like what you're doing, nor is everyone always going to like you. No problem. I just wish some of the comments could have been kept silent but again: no problem.

Due to my being sick I couldn't participate in STAC Live as much as planned. Contrary to what you may have thought I didn't mind being in the dance. I would've preferred to not be in it and I guess ultimately I got my wish. Anytime something is asked of me that I'm not really comfortable with I still do. In the end I know it'll make me better. I'm sure there would be some circumstances where I would probably have to object but that would be something extreme. No I'm not going to think of an example because I'm just not feeling that clever tonight. Sorry.

On every season of America's Next Top Model there would be a "makeover" episode where they would get all new haircuts and a label for their style. There would always be that one girl who would cry about how much she loves her long hair and doesn't want to dye it, even if it made her look 10x better. When I think about that it helps me when I'm put in situations that I don't want to be in, i.e. dancing, because I know in the end it would make me more comfortable with myself, etc. I know the deal, I know I'm awkward, I know you're trying to change that. Good luck.

And thank you Tyra.

Feeld Trihp

We went on a field trip last Friday.
I was most excited to see Klimt at Neue Gallery. It's mostly because I'm so envious of his painting skills. I wouldn't have the patience to make all of those dots, nor would I have the talent to make it look like anything. Anything at all.
Every time, or the past 2 times, we've gone to a museum to look at a particular artist's work I've felt overwhelmed, mostly when I see the signature of said artist. It feels eerie. This also happened when I read the diary of Anne Frank and saw Picasso's work hanging at MoMA. Because you know it's so significant and important and there it is in front of you the actual thing, for lack of a better word. And it's almost impossible to really hate "it" because you know it's such a big deal. Like The Beatles.
I got to see the tree. The tall buildings around it made the tree look smaller. And it's a big tree.
I really loved the show. Unlike in Cage, I thought every cast member was incredible. Especially the band. The way the cast all harmonized was so beautiful. I also liked their one hit wonder covers after the show. I feel like I should be discussing something more significant like the fact they incorporated a screen into the show or how they flew at one point. I liked the music.
What else, what else, what else?
We, my group and I, looked at the windows displays at Saks, I liked that part too. And...
And we also went to Central Park that was really nice. I really liked that part. I was expecting it to be colder. It wasn't. These words are fillers I haven't much else to say. Good night. I liked the trip. Ok, good night.

Sunday Fun Day

This post has nothing to do with Sunday being a fun day or the Bangles. I just wanted that as a title.
I was absent for 2/5 days this week. I know I missed The Prisoner. Poo. And I'm assuming collaging. I really like collaging. It doesn't really involve any thinking. Which is nice sometimes. Cut and paste and then you've got something. Sadly, I only got to make one but I'm excited to see it hung up in the halls.
I want to do more. MORE.
Please.
Tomorrow, or technically today looking at the time, I'm going to finally start up my 365. I think it'll be fun. I subconciously "bitch" everyday I might as well write it down to look back on.
Although I probably won't look back on it much and if I do I'd probably break my computer. I never like my work for more than a week. If even. Every paper I've ever written, every text, every picture, every conversation. Hate it. I always feel like I sound stupid or like I'm trying too hard. Which is ironic because if anything I don't try hard enough. When I try too much it comes out worse I think. I don't know if it's me not trying hard enough or maybe I'm just acting on what I'm thinking so it seems like I'm not working hard at all. Get it?
We'll see, we'll see. I think it'll be satisfying once I'm in the hundreds, even if they're all horrible posts, it's nice to stick with something.

my first late post of the year

I'm actually pretty proud that I've kept up with my blogs. Except for today I mean.
Today I worked on a few more sketches. I don't think I'm getting much better at it. I space out while I sketch and when I finally wake up from my temporary coma I realize I've just scribbled an oval with what looks like fur. Hopefully I'll get better at it.
I'm also hoping that this will help me in the future when I'm extremely successful in the advertisement world. Because I will be.
I still haven't got a clue on what to do for my 365 (see previous blog post).
I'm going to apply for some internships at advertisement firms soon so I can learn a bit over the summer. Maybe they'll like me.
I'm sorry this is so short but I really don't feel like I have anything of value to say today. Or most days. But especially today. It happens.