tonight at dinner i decided it was a good idea to take my banana peel and reconstruct it into its original state. luckily, nathan the sculpture major carries around adhesives (gotta love art kids) so we epoxyed that shit. banana 2.0 was actually pretty believable until you picked it up. so of course we put it back in the banana pile, which is a little obnoxious but holds SO MUCH POTENTIAL. i love messing with people in really mundane yet unexpected ways. i mean, you can put so much in a banana peel: cheerios! potato salad! love notes! imagine opening a banana and a whole bunch of raisins spilling out of it all over the place. that would make someone's day much more interesting, at the very least.

i had an awesome halloween/birthday weekend. i can say with confidence that it was much, much different from just about any other college freshman out there, and i think that makes me a special snowflake.

weirdest nap ever. the last two nights i've been up obscenely late, as in 4 am when i have to wake up at 7:30 for classes, working on artartart. it was totally worth it because the projects did really well in critique, but doesn't make me not feel dead on my feet! so after creative writing i took a nap, which i guess started around 3:30 pm. i decided to treat myself by not setting the alarm, assuming my body would wake me up in two or three hours. instead, i woke up at 3 am, eleven hours later, totally confused and disoriented, but well-rested! i showered, cleaned my room, and documented some art and now here i am, still really confused and disoriented.

( SKETCHDUMP! nsfw; naked people )
okay i think i'm sleepy again now. good morning.

i was going to update here about my richmond bike tour adventure today, but i may be too sleepy. in a nutshell, it went like this: waffles, terrible east broad street hill, brushes with death-by-traffic-and-bad-brakes, jonathan doesn't know where he's going ever, finding the best skyline view, lazing about MCV while deciding what to do, deciding on food, chick-fil-a is closed on sundays, god dammit, hollywood cemetary, no sorry i can't i have A SCULPTURE TO MAKE.

( photos from today + sketches )

on that last note, the best thing ever, ever ever ever is pushing through the stuckness that surrounds these wacked out art foundations projects and grabbing onto an idea and rolling with it! getting a high just off of the confidence that you have a damn good idea and it's going to be pretty cool! it makes it worth it, past all the pain and frustration of everything else, and reminds me that this is exactly where i want to be. friends, if you're curious as to what kind of homework i get here, this is the assignment i just had a wonderful little breakthrough on: "'the six-pack'. choose two objects relating to who you were, two for who you are, and two for who you will be. make a carrier for all six of them that attaches to your body. consider the objects' physical and personal relationships to each other as well as to you. materials: brown paper bags, white glue, chipboard, and liquid starch." sounds fun right? well, now it is!

suddenly there is a great commotion outside!?! it could possibly be a street brawl! too bad i am much too comfortable in my bed to investigate. oh jeez, now there are sirens. good night.

guyssss i'm going to the beach for like a week in a few days. what are some books i should bring?? fiction or nonfiction, any genre. my favorite authors are kurt vonnegut, haruki murakami, and nick hornby if that tells you anything. i like books that make you think psychologically but also have subversive plots. or y'know, whatever's good/fun. stephanie meyer is not invited.