oh the shame

I know, I know I have been horrible at posting lately but I have been so busy with projects and work and now I am leaving tomorrow for a holiday so I will be gone a week or so. However I do promise that when I return I will be more forthright in my communication skills . Until then I will leave you with a few morsels..Congratulations to SWI, who had a killer review in the Willamette Weekly for his show last week.
Does this mean he will focus more on painting? I hope so, I would be curious to see how he advances in this form of art rather then the conceptual. I have fingers crossed for his lady friend that she too will experience something of the same nature in a review of sorts, as she has been working relentlessly on a project that I think Is actually quite..I don't want to say charming cause that is not the word but never the less it's good ..at least from her writing telling me about it.
When I return from Mexico I have to do a series of photos for a show at the Crescent. This is not a place I would normally show at but I figured it at least gives me a deadline and a project and a goal to focus on and well something to do an hopefully sell so I can make some money to fund my short film ideas..hee hee.

The Velvet Prison is getting worse and I find myself waking up watch morning hoping that today will be the day that whilst driving aload of cherries falls onto my car off the back of a big rig, causing me to crash but of course not get seriously injured .The company is so upset they reward me with not only a life supply of cherries but a big old fat check that enables me to break out of the velvet prison and live the life of a well to do person who gets to shop at Trader Joes and Whole foods without breaking the bank..

Speaking of grocery stores..Sunday I ran into my enemy .I haven't seen this person in almost a year. I have been able to avoid them because we were separated by many freeways.But low and behold there they were in my local store, what the??? A little detective work and I discovered that the enemy has moved down the street from me.Fucking people and their "lifestyles" how fucking cliche of the enemy to move down the street just across the imaginary tracks into the yuppy hills . Now this leads me to ponder what will I do for food, risk running into the enemy again (they didn't see me Sunday but oh boy I saw them) or should I now have to travel 15 minutes out of my way to shop somewhere else. Cause frankly I have no idea what words would spew out of my mouth if we actually "bumped" into each other. I mean the words could be damaging to ones ear drums and very unhealthy and if I dont say it first i know the enemy might say it anyway..or worse....PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE behaviour.For fucks sake!

ok quickly..
reading: An American Boy , just odered...Edgar Allen Poe as a boy, Brilliant
Listening too: Gabriel Faure his requiem..quite possibly the only piece of classical music ever to make me cry
watching: ok I will admit it, I am addicted to Lost.I'll tell you what though if those beasts turn out to be aliens. I swear I will write a complaint letter.

ok off for now..can I just quickly mention ... roadtrip anyone..I am so there. who doesn't want to celebrate I believe it happens June 4-6th