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| Saturday, March 27, 2004 |
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have an ironic statement.
i hate negativity.
met some great artists today. My right arm and right leg are still numb from sitting for over two hours for about 10 artists, including my mom. was really cool. Saw so many interpretations and even enjoyed the smoke breaks with them. In my spoiled state of living i sometimes forget and ignore much. and now i have 5 pieces of beautiful interpretations of light and my limbs to remind me each day. My favorite painting is the black and white one...used white and black pastel on gray felt paper. I don't know whether i should post the picture here for fear of accusations of vanity. But then again, this is my damn blog and i can fucking write or post whatever i want right?
I'm feeling deja vu...a boy once told me i did not know movies. or i wasn't creative enough because i was corporate. and in a recent conversation it was as if i was being forced into a cage of another person's creation. but who are you to tell me who i am? or who i should be? and yet look at these artists...they try to capture me based on what their own eyes see but never did i feel imprisoned or misinterpreted. why? because there is respect for individuality. i only took home the pieces i liked.
Hey the pianist is showing on April 11 on Star Movies. Oh goodie. |
posted by maldita @ 9:07 AM
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