an open space

november 20

art. thought. action.

I have little of substance to say, but I still like to blog. I'm in research writing class. I got up late again, and my hair is gross and starting to dread. Carley Brown, I will call you for sure about buying/selling the shirts! We are trying to get this running for next quarter, so when we do, I will be calling you for sure. Also, I am sorry about the other shirt. The process in my print production class ended up being more complicated than I thought, and I wasn't able to make more than one. Thank you for being interested and willing and so RAD!

Thanksgiving break is coming so soon. I'm working on shooting my videos and am nervous out of my pants, because I'm going to be working with a lot of people tonight, and I want to use the equipment well. I have no idea what mics to use and how to properly set up the lighting. But I feel I have something important to say, at last, and if done properly could be effective on campus. So I hope they turn out synonymous with the vision in my head. Or better?

Brian, Tim, and I want to work out final kinks for a logo for Feel Good Revolution. Years ago, Brian came up with a concept of a silhouette of a muslim terrorist, complete with syrian head rap, one hand in the "rock on" symbol, the other with a gun up in air, shooting up flowers that rain down on his head and all around him. Pictor Graphics has a vinyl cutter, and I've been using the extra scraps to cut out adhesives for my car, binder, and anything and everything I'd like to make a statement on. It's so much fun. The title of my new journal is: Howls and Daydreams. Ridiculous, I know, but that more or less correctly sums up the content.