learned a new word tonight
I don’t care what f—ing contest you win. To stay on top, you’ve gotta be a certain kind of person. The contest is the contest, there’s a winner and there’s a loser. But the winner is going to fall off the face of the earth in a month if they don’t have the real genuine drive and heart. I just, I don’t think it’s fair to drag people down about how they got there. I’m of course very confident in the way that I got here, and I feel that it prepared me, and at six o’ clock in the morning on my 23rd hour on a video set, I dig way down into my soul and I find that place where I was born to be an artist, and it carries me through. I am everything about what I do. Every marrow in my bones and blood is for this work. GaGa is the greatest creative journey of my life.
Google Wave was built to show younger people how older people feel when they try to use the internet.
Always read something that will make you look good if you die in the middle of it.
“One could quibble with the assertion that a writer’s obligation to persuade begins and ends with keeping the reader reading, not in order to convince him of certain conclusions but merely to enable him to satisfy that basic human impulse to explore and temporarily inhabit other minds. But the critic’s natural persuasion is to attempt to inhabit the mind of a writer, to evaluate how satisfying the stay was, even in the probable case that one wouldn’t want to be lodged there permanently. And one thing that frustrates this reader of Gladwell is his obvious aversion to giving us any privileged access to his mind, encouraging us instead to inhabit more fully the consciousnesses of dogs and their whisperers, when one would hope that his mind is an infinitely more interesting place to be. But as Gladwell tells us, “self-consciousness is the enemy of ‘interestingness,’” and so perhaps it is that impulse to protect the self from criticism that has so hampered his work, which he chronically undersells even as his books outsell his every rival.”
I went as Low Resolution for Halloween.
The shirt took forever to paint, and my face only took slightly forever.
Uh, this is awesome.
bid on his prints
watch him paint live
The young are eternally desperate. And books, they offer one hope —- that a whole universe might open up from between the covers, and falling into that new universe, one is saved.