Photos I found on my laptop from winter break

Pretty self explanatory.

Dinner-time Doodles

The garbage truck beeps as it backs up

Stuart Janssen wrote
at 12:48am
Do you suppose, having now taken color, that Paul might be convinced to allow us to do large-format thusly? I mean, its our money anyway, and we have the knowledge, why shouldn't we use it? I mean, I just don't think any of the ideas bouncin' round my head will translate as well in silver nitrate, you know?

Sean Stewart wrote
at 10:50am
I'm not sure Stuart. I know for a fact that black and white will require silver. ;) Beyond that I have no clue. I've been shooting lots of color lately. Hope you get a lot of work done over break. And if so, hope that I get to see some of it.

Take care.

Stuart Janssen wrote
at 11:22am
Do we have to print what we do in large format in fine b&w? I guess that would make sense... I'll be shooting a shit-load of color my friend.

Because seriously, most public restrooms can't be shot in b&w, they just won't convey the feeling as well (thats one of my ideas). The other is the fool-hardy notion of doing an ethnographic study of delis (like how I did diners last term).

Fun With Photoshop

The Time Approaches

Another painting started... only part done.

You're my Satellite

Another work picture:


Photoshopping in progress:

Just stuff

feesh-feesh-sveedish-feesh

Bleach stains on my pants from trying to clean off some mess or other... turning them into fish made them seem less like a fuck-up, hehe.

Dead languages and living man lingos

I've been trying this lately, water color pens on gessoed plywood. Dunno, needs some work

I'm going to punch that dead horse until it gallops away

This is how I justify my hoarding of junk/wood/sticks/muffler... its "art-to-be" (thats how I explained it to my girlfriend anyway, hehe)

And how you used to say the stars are forever

So Thursday morning I woke up with my right ear feeling muffled and a bit sore. Initially I thought it was a cold symptom, since it cleared up a bit after a ho shower and hot tea, and since there's been something going around. It stayed sore all day, but whatever, I figured, it'd be gone by Friday. WRONG. It was still there, and more muffled. At that point I realized it could onl be an ear infection, more specifically swimmer's ear. I got antibiotic ear drops, which seemed to work for a few minutes before my ear canal shut completely. Fastforward to 5:30 AM and the entire right side of my face is throbbing. I finally wound up going to the UPenn hospital at 7:30, and there I stayed until roughly 3:00. But, after a prescription for 2 antibiotics, sudafed, benadryl and generic pain-killers, I can actually hear out of my right ear again.

So what does all of this have to do with art? Nothing, unless you count being unable to use my Zen for 3 days because putting an ear bud in my right ear was impossible.