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Wednesday, June 25, 2008


I made this nice book the other day. It only cost me five dollars. It's the best thing I've made in a while.

I've been alone in this house a bit too long

There's something about this chair. It tears into me. It shows up in the most random places. It prevents me from expressing an opinion without a touch of irony. It has forced words into constant self-awareness and has made them all too arrogant.

And so I've resorted to a silent medium. A medium that presents itself without opinion. A medium that allows me to escape my own relentless judgment.

Most days I feel like this.

Trace Monotype 9 x 16

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Back from Europe

With lots of drawings. I am too lazy to set up my breaking scanner, so I have photographed a couple of the drawings instead. Which never looks as good, but such is life.
I became obsessed with tv antennas as soon as we arrived in Nice, they are so lovely atop those old buildings. There is something so aesthetically pleasing about them. I can't really pinpoint it but I think it has to do with the 20s. Which is weird because I don't think tv antennas existed then. I did this drawing from the window of our hostel in Firenze (the e got cut off in the photograph.)

This drawing is of one of the coolest old ladies I've ever seen. Its too bad I only saw her from the front for a few seconds. She was walking along the coast in the Cinque Terre.

Here's Aaron reading in Rome.
And steve and carols kitchen in Cetona. I actually did a print of this one at my internship:
This is a solar plate etching. Which is probably one of my favorite techniques. I have a bunch more prints that I will try to post over the next few days. My internship has been stressful but extremely rewarding. I've learned an amazing amount of information of the last few days. But I am happy to finally have a few days off.