Hear/Say

This is what they call me.

Check this out. If you ever need a new hobby:

Cheese ‘n rice.

My Rome project movie trailer will be posted tomorrow! Keep on ze lookout, jah?

Graceee

HA.

thedw.us

Grace

PS: Has anyone seen or ordered this Palin paraphernalia?

I’m totally going to Rome in like, 9 hours.

Filthy sik.

I will try very hard not to look like this

To my dear family and roommates: do not fear, for I have tattooed my face into the insides of your eyelids. You will never forget the asymmetry of my face.

To my dear friends and/or co-workers: I will return 100 fold stronger and greater than ever before; but also 100 times as merciful. Be excited. Be wary. But be excited.

To my facebook friends: I will be deleting some of you soon. 2010 calls for a purge.

To Elliott Smith, Michael Cera, endearingly awkward darlings, and Seattle:  I love you–! Marry me!

Love,

Gracious

PS: keep u posted

Stick together.

This, I have discovered. As always, I have an overly vague/broad/incoherent stance on the topic, and concede that the degree of “funniness” varies with each audience. For example, some people just don’t understand the beauty of awkward irony.

Ah, the beauty of this picture eludes the Bell-Square-nese

Like people at Bellevue Square.

I’ve been there way too many times this week. It’s actually detrimental to my cool points. Visiting that mall makes me feel really cool AND really uncool: cool for not being so transparently rich and mainstream, but uncool for being there in the first place. What a paradox. You know what another contradiction is? Shopping at the Bellevue Mall Thrift Store. Absolutely UNthrifty. Too bad that to say that I’ve never shopped there is a lie. Too bad… I went to school in Bellevue. Too bad I used to hang out at Bellevue Square (ah, before the Great Remodeling) a lot. I’ve even shopped at Hollister, which needs to D.I.A.F (Die In A Fire) as soon as possible. Even the Zebraclub, with its elitist cuts and enviously hip silhouettes (I always have to google that word to spell it right), has prices that make me want to D.I.A.B (Drown In A Bucket). Why, capitalism? Why, materialism? Why, temptations of beautiful-pretty-things?

The dude is just sun-tanning on top of the P.D.A. No biggie.

And in the face of all these meaningless protests, I’d also like to know (just as meaninglessly) why monks and/or nuns absolutely have to wear the most unflattering things… there is an attractive aesthetic called minimalism… <<<fail.

Intentional bald spots are never intentional

And this might not relate, but it’ll fulfill the theme of incoherency in terms of this post: blogging as a second conscious (or conscience) is self-flattery in the form of paranoia. And it’s detrimental to the range and writing of the blog. Paranoia, thou’rt banish-ed!

Write you lates,

G

This frozen December morning, all I can contribute is word vomit.

Hedancesnottoosmoothly

butcloudsarelighterthanhishair

itsheavywiththoughtsandthestaticofstress!

Abristleofredgaveway

toaskinnyboywithhonestconfidenceinhiseyes

andconvictioninhistouch!

Butlookatthatturtle

howitsexistencehassunkenintothecanvas

brownedattheedges

withfondageandpossiblememories!

Hecoughssolightlysolightlysoslightly

andhisteethrattleandcringe!

And I must say: it’s been SUPER/VERY hard to not slip into layers of glorious, comfortui-tous sweats. I almost can’t make it. It’s still cold in this cafe; I still can’t feel my feet. My fingernails are chattering.

That man outside running after the bus can probably feel his feet.

Okay, let me refocus and pretend that listing my thoughts matters:

1. Life is mediocre. Actually, it’s great, but there’s always that BUTT

2. Living with animals is not preferred.

3. “Passive-aggressive” is dependent on subjective experiences

4. You choose what you want to do with your time and not anyone else.

5. Those who are ruled with emotions are more fun to hang out with, but may become victims of too much self-awareness, to the point of myopic, self-destructive behavior

6. “I can’t go there.I can’t go there. I can’t go there” <<< that’s not neurotic, that’s just hxrdcxre self-restraint

7. When appropriate, confidence is super sexy…

8. When appropriate, awkwardness is even sexier…

9. And genuine-osity is sexiest: so if you’re going to be a hot asshole or a sensitive sucker, stick to it.

10. Boys at bars need to chill out. Actually, no; the more you use those pick-up lines and pre-scripted conversation-starters, the more time it saves us from pretending to give you a chance. Why do you care about my major, when you can’t even carry a good conversation about yours??

10. OH MY GOD I HAVE TO START STUDYING

G

…and times it by two. And then divide it by i, the non-existent number/factor determined by how many flakes of skin on a square inch of your belly.

That’s what morning feels like. Shrouded in fog, lost, the colors are fighting to boast but fail.

AND: dunno if you noticed, but it’s cold. To the point of icicles forming on nose hairs.

Last night, I went to free Thursday artwalk in DT Seattle. On the wrong way to the Seattle Art Museum, Tara and I discovered a gallery packed with talented local artists– illustrators who meet at Cafe Racer at 6:00 pm on Wednesdays. It was a wonderfully inspiring gallery, with  a diverse set of styles and genres…

Inspiration-be-damned, though, as soon as I build up enough creative juice and gumption to put it to use, work converges on all sides of me and I get swamped with all these small insignificant errands (haha: like finals). Whatever.

In the meantime, check out the new addition:

Happy Happy Joi Joi

http://gracie.imagekind.com

for more drawings, collages, etc.

Gracieee

I love the colors. I love how awkward this picture is. I love how the girl is giving herself bunny ears. >>OMG DDDUMB<< via merricat.tumblr

I consumed a pumpkin spice latte this morning. IT WAS DELICIOUS. SO HOT AND SWEET.

SPalin looks like a mugawump as in creature, not mugawump as in 1884 politics

Sarah Palin shots storm the digital news media once more. Online audiences are barraged with shots of the infamous pitbull in lipstick…

If she did that to me, I'd choose to believe she had something in her eye

What a great Internet meme.

But I hate to think I just added to that. <<< I totally did.

Egads

Since I’m such a space cadet this morning, go forth and explore:

JOHNNY DEPP IS THE KING OF SEXY ONCE MORE

A VERY COOL ILLUSTRATION

AN ENVIOUS OUTFIT

BEAU CHAMBERLAIN

CUTE^NESS

NSFW

ME

<3

Graceee

Lies in art.

With the advent of the internet and the progress of convenient technology, audiences are becoming more and more empowered in choosing which advertisements to review and the medium in which they’d like to engage in. Hulu uses this model when they ask if you’d like to watch one 90 second commercial, rather than three 30 second commercials. You see it as advertisements on Facebook and other social networking sites begin to gear their material towards audiences more likely to receive and utilize it.

In any case, people are finally realizing they can choose something else– they don’t have to have Billy Mays (bless his Oxycleaned soul) yelling at them about oxygen bubbles tickling the red wine stain from the roots of their carpet. They can fast-forward their TiVo. So the dilemma for them becomes How to Get People Genuinely Interested– and here enters artistic appeal. Innovation and creativity will be our higher calling– well, it always was (or should have been), but now the providers of our beloved commercials are being forced to step it up.

Here’s a fantastic example of a possible cutting-edge photo shoot promoting makeup and beauty accessories:

via fffffound.com

via fffffound.com

via fffffound.com

via fffffound.com

I can’t seem to find the actual artist on the behance network, but this stuff is fantastic. See more crazy creative works here.

My hope for the future? Advertising as enjoyable, thought provoking pieces that promote their products in creative, innovative, and relevant ways.

<3

Gracieee

I love old people

OMG, getting old. I’ve been thinking about this lately. I’ve noticed my cheeks gradually sinking, my laugh lines deepening with threat of imminent mortality… tender 21 my ass.

A beautiful autumn morning today in Seattle– crisp, sunny, UNwet… for once. I’m sure tomorrow will disappoint.

Today I received several pleasant e-mails, one of which notified me that I am being featured on Imagekind’s “Featured Artist” site. Which is super exciting! I’m the one on top, too! You don’t even have to scroll down!!!! ;asldkfja!!!

As a boi

Rainn Wilson is coming to UW/Seattle and I’m attending his event on November 6th. He’s promoting his website, soulpancake.com. Followed by Q/A, and a $30 “hang out sess” with the Dwight Schrute IRL.He’s donating all proceeds to a charity of choice…it will be an entertaining evening, at the very least.

Fall quarter is always a punch in the gut. You either take the punch well because you’ve flexed, or it makes you vomit summer laziness all over your homework. I think I’ve flexed. I think.

Some incredibly interesting pieces mixing shapes and linear graphics with human forms:

via butdoesitfloat.com

via butdoesitfloat.com

via butdoesitfloat.com

By Erik Nitsche. See more of his pieces HERE.

Aiiii!!!! Blogg-ed-about it lates!

Gracie