Sunday, December 18, 2005
so i figure...
Dane Cook is Brilliant! I just bought some cd's. Purely brilliant.
The internet...you get caught up looking at some of the most random stuff imaginable. I have found that I am almost obsessed with peoples workspaces. I work in a cubicle enviornment, actually, i have worked in this enviornment longer than I would like to admit. I am amazed at how people set up their desks. I look at the layout of the designated spot they have and if I'm lucky enough they will have pictures of "home". I will then compare...home to work. Do they have it as equally set up? Same decorations? Stuff like this intrigues me. I really enjoy painting and drawing. Illustrations and Typography are some kind of drug to me. So while online I will search for artists workspaces. To see the desk they sit at and draw or the studio in which they paint. I've recently come across a couple pages that had me floored! I will not share them with you because I think that would jinx me and the next time I went to said pages the would be gone. There is a young woman in L.A. that works for a law firm, on the weekends and evenings she goes to art shows. She goes and sees everything from high end upscale yoshitomo nara to the Venice Beach art walk. She documents each show with her Digital Canon a520. I haven't counted because I think would add to my compulsion, but she may have damn near 40 shows on her site. each show consisting anywhere from 4 to50 photos. I pick out the faces in the crowd of those I know are may have only read about, like a star struck fan boy I guess. I will write and thank her one day. Then there is a fella on another site who seems to be "in the know". from the dates of the pics I think he travels constantly but knows of artists everywhere he goes. He has tons of pics of drawing tables or light rooms, silkscreen presses, broken skateboards, dirty coffee tables...all the pics are of artist's workspaces. I day dream about the best workspace much like I used to hear people talk about the perfect house... or garden.
I will soon be moving back downtown. I am eager. I will be with the same room mate in the same apt I shared with him for two years. My girlfriend lives maybe four blocks away. My job is a mere 6 miles compared to 48 miles (one way). I will live very simply. Growing up I realized little niches about myself. Things that I need to do just to get by. For instance... My bedroom, if it is a mess, scattered and strewn about...I can't concentrate well. Only because in the back of my mind I know my "home" is not tidy or very "welcoming". As if I would need to rush home for some reason... I would not be able to rest immediately because I would have to clear a space for me to lay. I would get upset if someone touched any "mess" i made because i knew how it was put together. Like Mr. Einstein...he was a bit of a slob i gather. but he was brilliant in his mess. I can bare draw if my nails are freshly cleaned. I went on a tangent, sorry. but I hope and plan to be very simple. Now that I have a place to store and work on art out in the country, I will actually have a home to get away from constant interaction.
I could not sleep. I was in bed 2 hours ago but I could not rest. I apologize in advance for any bad grammer.
The internet...you get caught up looking at some of the most random stuff imaginable. I have found that I am almost obsessed with peoples workspaces. I work in a cubicle enviornment, actually, i have worked in this enviornment longer than I would like to admit. I am amazed at how people set up their desks. I look at the layout of the designated spot they have and if I'm lucky enough they will have pictures of "home". I will then compare...home to work. Do they have it as equally set up? Same decorations? Stuff like this intrigues me. I really enjoy painting and drawing. Illustrations and Typography are some kind of drug to me. So while online I will search for artists workspaces. To see the desk they sit at and draw or the studio in which they paint. I've recently come across a couple pages that had me floored! I will not share them with you because I think that would jinx me and the next time I went to said pages the would be gone. There is a young woman in L.A. that works for a law firm, on the weekends and evenings she goes to art shows. She goes and sees everything from high end upscale yoshitomo nara to the Venice Beach art walk. She documents each show with her Digital Canon a520. I haven't counted because I think would add to my compulsion, but she may have damn near 40 shows on her site. each show consisting anywhere from 4 to50 photos. I pick out the faces in the crowd of those I know are may have only read about, like a star struck fan boy I guess. I will write and thank her one day. Then there is a fella on another site who seems to be "in the know". from the dates of the pics I think he travels constantly but knows of artists everywhere he goes. He has tons of pics of drawing tables or light rooms, silkscreen presses, broken skateboards, dirty coffee tables...all the pics are of artist's workspaces. I day dream about the best workspace much like I used to hear people talk about the perfect house... or garden.
I will soon be moving back downtown. I am eager. I will be with the same room mate in the same apt I shared with him for two years. My girlfriend lives maybe four blocks away. My job is a mere 6 miles compared to 48 miles (one way). I will live very simply. Growing up I realized little niches about myself. Things that I need to do just to get by. For instance... My bedroom, if it is a mess, scattered and strewn about...I can't concentrate well. Only because in the back of my mind I know my "home" is not tidy or very "welcoming". As if I would need to rush home for some reason... I would not be able to rest immediately because I would have to clear a space for me to lay. I would get upset if someone touched any "mess" i made because i knew how it was put together. Like Mr. Einstein...he was a bit of a slob i gather. but he was brilliant in his mess. I can bare draw if my nails are freshly cleaned. I went on a tangent, sorry. but I hope and plan to be very simple. Now that I have a place to store and work on art out in the country, I will actually have a home to get away from constant interaction.
I could not sleep. I was in bed 2 hours ago but I could not rest. I apologize in advance for any bad grammer.
// posted by RRWalker @ 11:59 PM 
