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(no subject) [Nov. 19th, 2005|11:36 pm]
the end
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(no subject) [Nov. 17th, 2005|02:06 pm]












1. crayons and pen
2. FIREBALL of watercolor
3&4. india ink and water
5. crayons

- driving home from san francisco on 280 late the other night and watching the fog rolling over the hills and remembering what its like to sleep under the stars and realizing i will probably never know what its like to really experience that kind of living
- still i want to go camping this winter break. who else is interested?
- Fervler & Razzle
- the sound of dead leaves blowing around parking lots in the wind
- my dad's feline guest (there is this big orange cat that used to hang out in his backyard sometimes, and sometimes he would come into the house through the cat-door and eat food. slowly he started coming in more often, and my dad started putting out extra food for him. and then last night i went over and he was sleeping on my dads bed. his name is now buddy.
- Gianni Amelio
- i'm gonna get my scuba diving permit this january or febuary and then go scuba diving for the very first time with my dad in Belize
- hanging around the house naked
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(no subject) [Nov. 11th, 2005|03:30 pm]
there is this guy who has been downloading this algarnas tradgard album off of me on soulseek literally for over a month at a connection speed of 0.1-0.2 k/s

i think that is so awesome
(he's on track 2)
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(no subject) [Nov. 10th, 2005|02:10 pm]






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(no subject) [Nov. 6th, 2005|11:44 pm]
Former First Lady Barbara Bush on
September 5, reviewing the condition
of the hurricane flood evacuees in the
Houston Astrodome: "what I'm hearing,
which is sort of scary, is that they
all want to stay in Texas. Everybody
is so overwhelmed by the hospitality.
And so many of the people in the arena
here, you know, were underprivileged
anyway, so this (chuckle) is working
very well for them."

From Harpers "Notebook", Nov
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(no subject) [Nov. 4th, 2005|11:32 am]
the next "album" that i make is going to be about invisibility.

PART ONE (three invisible girls parts 1-6728)
on the beach alone when the sun is setting and everything
is orange and you forget your alive and then two women
and a small girl appear holding hands with delicate smiles
and wavy hair and you can't focus on them and just like that
they are gone again. (this is a neverending saga)

PART TWO
the sky is glowing dark
alone in the park with you
i want to be invisible too
there was something watching me
just listening to me breath the air
i looked around but you were gone
and so i laid down on the grass
and i felt my body sink
oh at last! gravity pull on me.

MOVIE STARS





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(no subject) [Nov. 1st, 2005|08:24 pm]
[music |sufjan stevens - seven swans]

"The United States military published its first public estimate of the number of Iraqi civilians and soldiers killed by Iraqi militants. The estimate appears as a single bar graph on page 23 of a report to Congress and does not provide actual numbers, but by extrapolating from the graph it appears that insurgents are wounding and killing 63 Iraqis a day, and have wounded or killed 25,902 Iraqis since the war began. Some analysts said the numbers seemed low. The number of Iraqi civilians wounded or killed by U.S. forces was not mentioned in the report.[The New York Times] The number of U.S. military personnel killed in Iraq rose to 2,023. "The best way to honor the sacrifice of our fallen troops," said President George W. Bush, "is to complete the mission."

Harpers Weekly Review 11/01/05
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(no subject) [Oct. 30th, 2005|02:38 am]
[music |kiila - Silmat Sulkaset]

drawings!!!!!





PHOTOGRAPHS!!!!







MORE THINGS?!?!








top to bottom:
"great white-polar-ice-cap-spiral"
"endless-blackout-cosmic-spiral"
"welcome in(visible)"
"huge ass fucking steakburger and bacon-cheese fries"
"kat as garth"
"this is awesome"
"rabindranath tagore"
"psychedellic mushroom trip painting"
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(no subject) [Oct. 28th, 2005|11:48 am]












- most of this stuff is pretty old
- last week i found this sort of broken tape recorder (in the middle)
for $5 at a thrift store (New Hope) which was closing down. (i heard
that the lady who owned it is going to try to now open up a pornagraphy
shop!) but this is exciting for me (the tape recorder, not the
porn shop) because now i can make tape delay using all three
of my broken tape recorders!
- i am listening to this album by "alejandra and aeron" which is all really
short pieces of music followed by these really beautiful and varied
love stories, which are all parts of interviews recorded in berlin. its
really good. its called "be mine"
- vashti bunyan - lookaftering HOLY SHIT!!!!
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(no subject) [Oct. 20th, 2005|07:52 pm]







i dont know if this one is done yet.
it seems like there should be more...
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(no subject) [Oct. 16th, 2005|10:30 pm]
"walking at quicksilver at dusk"


























for halloween i just want to wear an enormous fake moustache
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(no subject) [Oct. 15th, 2005|02:56 pm]
last night was the first rain of the new season.
& as halloween approaches, winter begins to
fill the sky. there are leaves on the ground,
& the air smells smokey, mornings are fresh
and cold, & sometimes frosty. the transition
between seasons are my favorite times of the
year. this specific transition is the best of
all four. the warmth of summer and early autumn
is still there somewhere inside, it hasnt been
fully forgotten yet. & the gloom and solitude
that winter eventually brings are too far away
to matter yet. right now the only feelings are
those of cozy blankets, hot tea, & warm clothes.
the days are getting shorter, & the hour right
after the sun sets, when there's still a tiny
bit of hazy light, & the moon is pale and low,
enormous, singing, almost. last night i spent
that hour loading things into my car, (a harmonium,
a space echo, wires and cables), with a steaming
cup of tea, on my way to a warm house and the
perfect winter welcoming.
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(no subject) [Oct. 12th, 2005|09:21 pm]




bearded ladies posing nude
i have this weird thing when i eat
dates that even though i really like
the taste, i feel like i am eating
cockroaches.
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(no subject) [Oct. 11th, 2005|09:46 pm]





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(no subject) [Oct. 4th, 2005|06:12 pm]
ok so i think i know what songs i'm going to play on saturday:

1. floating
2. i can't believe you actually died (by the microphones)
3. pull my insides out (i might actually play a new version which is called "pull out my insides")
4. Utah
5. i am a cinematographer (by will oldham) (if theres time)
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(no subject) [Oct. 3rd, 2005|01:09 am]








HERE IS AN OLD LIST:

- swimming in the Klammath river with louie & tyler and crossing it against the current
- skipping stones
- seeing the big & little dippers, cepheus, lyra, draco, cassiopeia, and the norther cross
and shooting stars and satellites
- the smell of redwood trees and dew in the morning
- the smell of smoke and mist at night
- folk mixtapes
- "i will die for these animals, i will die for these animals,
i will die for these animals."
- northern california and all of it's hitchikers, tye dye t-shirts, and smoke shops.

HERE IS A SHORTER NEW LIST:

- deep seas
- preparing to play at a concert in a church
- "the inexplicable feeling of September" (the album, and the feeling)

THE LYRICS OF AN OLD SONG I WROTE:

if i saw right through your skin, i could watch your heart beating through
your heaving naked chest. and if your hands could reach into my body, i could
hold my breath until you pulled my insides out. oh but how i kept it all away,
hidden beneath my hardened face!! how my insides felt so rotten and impure. but
i learned to punch my hands into my body, and i felt around and found that my
chest is full of air.

THE RESPONSE I WROTE AS A SONG, RECENTLY:

when i saw right through your skin, i saw the world within. i watched your tides
come in. and i watched them roll back again. it's hard to notice when your oceans
begin to swell. oh, but i dont know. was that really your heaving chest? your
bloody guts and flesh? where did my heart go? or was it just a small part of yours?
a tiny little speck.




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(no subject) [Sep. 29th, 2005|11:31 pm]
DOODLES!!!!!
















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(no subject) [Sep. 27th, 2005|02:04 pm]
From Harper's Weekly Review 9/27/05:

"Thirty-six military-trained dolphins with toxic dart guns
were reported missing in the Gulf of Mexico."
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(no subject) [Sep. 26th, 2005|06:04 pm]


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(no subject) [Sep. 24th, 2005|11:53 am]









1. faces in ink
2. pen drawing adaptation of "The Dance of Zlatio Zlatev, Ex-Pilot," Bulgaria 1989 (photograph)
3. leapord in ink + watercolor

AT AQUARIUS TODAY
i bought:
"Singers" by mount eerie
Palaa Aurinkoon by islaja
Lepidoptera by fursaxa
Kaikkeuden kauneus ja käsittämättömyys by Es

so far i've only listened to "singers" and palaa aurkinkoon & they're both awesome. on "singers" the quality is all fucked up and it sounds like it was recorded straight on acetate!! and fursaxa is amazing, the kind of music that i want to listen in headphones buried in blankets. or on a trip underwater or in a kelp forest.

NOW TIME FOR COFFEE AND MARIJUANA & TOXIC SUPER-FREAKOUTS
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