vintage sails

g'bye!

mud kids

pitch fork '08

quiet

strong opinions

On apology:

     "In the present 'culture,' few care to distinguish - indeed, few are capable of distinguishing - between sincerity and the performance of sincerity, just as few distinguish between religious faith and religious observance. To the dubious question, Is this true faith? or, Is this true sincerity? one receives only a blank look. Truth? What is that? Sincerity? Of course I'm sincere - didn't I say so?"

On political life:

     "...But surely God did not make the market - God or the Spirit of History. And if we human beings made it, can we not unmake it and remake it in a kindlier form? Why does the world have to be a kill-or-be-killed gladiatorial amphitheatre rather than, say, a busily collaborative beehive or anthill?

     In favor of the arts it can at least be said that, while every artist strives for the best, attempts to cast the sphere of the arts as a competitive jungle have had little success...artists know that the competition is not the real thing, is only a publicity sideshow. The eyes of the artist are, finally, not on the competition but on the true, the good, and the beautiful."

On the body:

     "We speak of the dog with the sore foot or the bird with the broken wing. But the dog does not think of itself in those terms, or the bird. To the dog, when it tries to walk, there is simply I am in pain, to the bird, when it launches itself into flight, simply I cannot.

     With us it seems to be different. The fact that such common locutions as 'my leg,' 'my eye,' 'my brain,' and even, 'my body' exist suggests that we believe there is some non-material, perhaps fictive, entity that stands in the relation of possessor to possessed to the body's 'parts' and even to the whole body. Or else the existence of such locutions shows that language cannot get purchase, cannot get going, until it has split up the unity of experience."

[J.M.C.]

up up up

climbing

AH!

this photo never ceases to stun me

of the island

orcas island

self-portrait

strange find

range

the great hike

cascades

ahhhhh

looming

this photo was taken with the wrong setting, but i liked it regardless. 

this will probably be the last bit of green i see for quite some time...

i leave for egypt in 63 days. words barely do my broad range of emotions justice. having an academic and social life while planning this trip is certainly a trying task...

thank god for evolution

...and barack obama!

wah-wah

winter : commence

broken silence!

i suppose you could say i temporarily lost interest in blogging.

peek

2 weeks till seattle.

rebel yell

ting ting

rain, rain

it's hot & sticky all the time now. 

performance art

these were taken at a film festival as part of a semester long camouflage project.

caitlin on the right. rachel on the left.

i'm dumm?

JUNE!

--

if there ever comes a time to give me a gift, i would like this.

come on in...

big rays

i got sunburned today.

may day 2

may day

come on, people now

smile on your brother

GET THAT MAN

these photos are part of an action series i did for a project. i was quite happy with the final result, but it's much too large to post the entire thing. 

sneak

this was taken during a class field trip to the botanical garden.

i was supposed to be drawing, but alas, could not keep my camera hidden.

wheel of fortune

twine

i went to the arboretum saturday to read and lay in the sun, and when i was wandering deep in the forest i came across a woodland band (?). i could not locate said band, so i am still unsure about the identity of the participants. regardless, i was accompanied by various piccolos and violins; it was quite magical and inspiring. 

you're actually quite dumb

talents

brother representing the family talent.

other family talents:

chess

tennis

eating cookies

i eat cake in the morning

i eat cake in the morning with my best friend, best friend

cake in the morning with my best friend
i eat cake in the morning with my best friend, best friend
cake in the morning with my best friend
i eat cake in the morning
really wish you woulda warned me
'cause now i'm sittin' in bed
sick
in
bed

ch in ca

ar in ca

i hear you just fine

old gold

trix r 4 kidz

find me

bux point two

bux

i've been working, y'see. this is what i get paid to do:

stacks

deep in the stacks i was hiding amongst my paper piles.

a stranger stood and looked down upon my mess.

eyes aglow he paused to present his perfect grin, hovering over my scrawled notes of learning.

he packed and walked my way - slowing down, down.

he stopped and whispered a sincere, "good luck."

i mustered my biggest smile - expressions say so much.

over, over

man down, man down

old art, because i'm definitely too busy for new art.

but not too busy to go to awesome shows! check it out, yo: explosions in the sky/mind (har-har).