The Knife-Heartbeats
I feel like choosing to be a designer at such a bad economic time is not going to allow me to easily find a job. Plus I don’t want to feed the fire of mass consumption EVER. So I’m thinking I should start to make as much work as possible that isn’t for productions sake. I want to make high art that is number one absolutely beautiful, and two makes people think. I also like making humorous work like this:
Monoprint
I find it pretty hard to do most of the time although I believe this one was pretty successful.
I’m so scared to be out of my element, away from Alfred. I love it here and who doesn’t love college. But, I think I could live here forever. In fact, it’s my dream to go find a job for a while, get my masters,and come back to teach. If not here then some other small college town.
Is every college this amazing, are there people as unique and wonderful as I have found here? Probably so. What is it about Alfred that makes everything seem so dreamlike. For example we have had a lot of good music played here recently like Telepathe
These girls were seriously beautiful and totally gangster.
There’s nothing I love more than dancing to live music especially if it’s good and there is a lot of people like that here. Pretty much every time a band comes they say into the microphone “you guys are awesome dancers” everyone usually dances the entire time. And no one is judging. Part of the intimacy is thanks to the stage which is at floor level allowing the crowd to surround the bands. Whenever I go to these shows I am reminded that Alfred is a place where ultimate happiness is possible.
Another instance that characterizes Alfred so perfectly was this one time. . .
So there I was enjoying a gathering at 17 south main st. O an J decided to build a fire in Kanakadea which is a creek that runs all the way through Alfred and beyond. They began building and actually got it blazing pretty well when we notice that there is a group of men walking down the stream towards us. As they got closer and we exhausted every possible solution for there presence in the stream we noticed that there was a large group (maybe 15 or so) of rubber duckies floating in front of them. O yells something along the lines of “hey how’s it going? what are you guys doing?” They replied that they had nothing better to do than to kick a bunch of rubber duckies down the stream as a test for a fundraiser for Hot Dog Day. I may not have expressed accurately enough for you obtain an clear depiction of the event but it was just funny and weird. Maybe these pictures will help.
