fofofofofofofofofofofofofo!!!!!!!!!

new times

this is probably the most important picture, because this is my location for most of every day! generally at least 12 hrs a day. you'd be amazed how much time i spend in correlation to how crappy my work is. seriously - i'm not being humble. i am barely scraping by...

here was the quad when ahmedinejad visted. it was nuts

the view from justin and jarett's new apt. roof. you can see the lights in times square flickering.. so big it looks like some natural sky phenomenon..

here's my first try at using the lasercutter at school. it's a machine that basically prints autocad files onto materials using a laser. like, if you need some plexi, or chipboard, or even fabric cut in a specfific way, you can make a cad file that shows what you need and then it cuts or scores it (depending on what you say) and then you can glue the pieces together to make your model. basically it's my best friend, because i have bad motor skills and can't make models.

it's either overworking or overpartying i guess. the weird thing is, now if you go to most bars it's just people taking pictures or videos of the people there, for party websites i guess. like that's pretty much the whole point. after this night, i saw some people from it on blue states loose. thank god i wasn't in any of those pictures...yeesh


here's a picture of the shoe i have to model using a program called rhino. basically they were like "get a shoe, open the program and do it you idiots" which did not bode well for me, ive become pretty dependent ont he the liberal seminar emotional individually-sized hand-holding method ...

people on the roof in bushwick...you know the drill!

old young mc, if there was a girl i wanted to talk to but i was too shy, what would your advice to me be?

bust a move!

unfinished plots 2/3:

i have had more toxic material on my hands in the last 10 minutes... so i sent up a piece of plexiglass to be cut by the lasercutter, and got an email saying that my plexi was the wrong kind and would be toxic to laser.. so i go up there later with my brand new super expensive plexi and theyve already cut the toxic one anyways. so i pick up the cut and its all... dusty. like plastic dust. now that hand hurts! and then just now i got MORE zap a gap on my fingers, which is like super crazy plastic bonder.."warning: bonds eyes and skin in seconds!" lovely. my last bottle exploded and this kid across the way tried to use it and the next morning, one of his hands was all shiny and crap.. HAHAH! i guess it's not that funny.. or it could be really un-funny..

so, i’ve definitely come down with some kind of brain fever tonight after going to the BIG opening at storefront. imagine: a 32 year old from copenhagen who has more projects going on in the world than practically anyone right now, a huge exhibit dedicated to their radical urbanism models, and you’re cool enough to show up on your birthday which means free carlsberg for everyone involved. i am feeling really sick about studio right now and seeing bjarke ingels tonight really gave me some perspective. on the one hand, it made me really depressed about what was going on at columbia. on the other hand, it put things in check, in terms of the fun-factor. as in, we’re taking this shit way too seriously and it’s getting oppressive. and for good reason, i mean, you stay up all night every night no exaggeration and freak the fuck out about your work constantly - the situation invites seriousness. but why? it makes me hate studio and do crappy work. maybe i need to back off of the self-sacrificial shit and start caring a little less about whether or not my work seems relevant right now. for god’s sake, it’s our second brief. i think there’ll be time later to be self-important.




tonight was really cool in that i got to stand right next to my role model. it was so awesome! i wish i would have said happy birthday, or you know, i’m a big fan, but i thought... maybe i need to take the hero-worship thing down a notch. let’s just admire from a distance. but everyone seemed so accessible. it was great. jiddy surpised me with a cupcake from babycakes because she is an angel. we didn’t even really get to look at the 250,000 piece lego model of the new project because it was so crowded, but we’ll go back later. then she ashley (from studio) and i went to get dosas which were delicious.

now i need to take my climateology concept to the next level - namely, the less formal and more fun level. i.e. do what i do best, which is drawing and research. i got criticized at our pin up yesterday for being too diagrammatic - duh, because i dont understand the diagram/structure stuff so i became obsessed with succeeding at it. while ignoring the stuff i actually have a shot in hell at doing well.

there’s so much happening here - i don’t even know how to update it. i feel like it’s important to catalogue my activities because it all happens so fast, i forget it two days later - yet when i come home all i can do is sleep! or eat or shower. some combination of the two. people in studio are divided right down the middle - either completely awesome or total douchebag. which works for me. as long as it’s not ALL douchebags.

i think annicka just gave me my concept pitch:

a sharpened sense pierced the heart. why is it easier to sleep with white noise in the backround, for example? why is tv calming? us monsters are independent from everything and everyone who came before us.

thanks bro!!!