So, another phase complete. Finished? Maybe Swedish.
You Were Golden, I Was Blind, Now It's Like We've Never Met
"only when he no longer knows what he is doing does the painter do good things"
This painting has been giving me some hell. This is where I like to stop and sit back and take a break from it. after this phase, I usually wipe it off and start over, or, miraculously, it's like Degas says, "the perfect crime" is committed and a painting is resolved to desired performance.
Grizzly Bear and Vampires
So, apparently, Grizzly Bear has a song on the Twilight: New Moon soundtrack. I don't know about Twilight, but I can say this video kicks ass.
Fashion Remix: Challenge
Fashion Remix was a challenge that put together interior designers, architects, and stylists together to create looks yeilded from building/interior design materials. Dexterity Salon did the hair. I took photos (click here to see the entire set).
The image at top was the winner, a dress made from wood veneer.
Hold Your Horses
Here comes Polaroid! In its waaay more expensive form. So, Polapremium is manufacturing Polaroid's instant film once again. I was about 90% of the way through the checkout process, about to buy a 3 pack of Spectra film, when I realized they charge an arm and an ass for shipping. 25 dollars to be exact. Holy shit, no thanks. So, I sleuthed around and found a site that sort of operates like ride-share. It lists people's geographical location and let's you connect with other polaroid enthusiasts with the intent of sharing shipping costs on placing your orders together. I'm not quite sure how you work out payment, probably create a joint paypal account you both deposit into. I don't know, the mroe I'm thinking of it, it sounds like a mail order marriage. Anyway, it sounds pretty bitchin'. So, if you're in the Salt Lake City area and want to place polaroid orders with me, go here >>> I Want My Polapremium.
No Thank You Mister Post Man
The postman almost ruined my weekend by almost ruining my chances of watching season 5 of Six Feet Under. I have been holding out for years. I haven't wanted my favorite show to ever end, so, I've refused watching it. Now is the time. I have the strength to have it come to a close.
Also, I've been having fun shooting objects atop a lightbox. 
Passion Pit: Minus the Dance Pit
I thought going to a show of the likes of pop talent, Passion Pit, dancing would ensue. No. I danced alone. All alone in my leopard vest. Like a teenager.
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