detailed.
shitty cell phone quality - once i've layered it and completed it i'll scan it or take an actual picture. the finished project is going to jamie's place - The Riot House - and then i'm starting one for ms. katie. i have a slight obsession with this shit and always admire people who take it to extremes. i've been mixing up some different techniques and having fun with it - i printed on notebook paper and did a transfer style from books to CD insert, but i've seen photos of some out of this world pieces that i can only dream of doing.
so, i thought i was going to heater tonight, and then thought i was going to yelle but somehow i ended up still at my desk being like YEY ART~**~~~ when i want to dance or be social -- and last night i would have killed to do this when i was dancing and being social... anyways, as if fate was like "oh, ok cat silver, fine we'll throw you a bone!" KILL!!! made one of his uber rare appearances on the internet and struck up conversation... that was in typical kill fashion;
kill: ET?
cat: ohmygodsWHATWHERE
kill: waiting for you to go into cardiac arrest from no sleep. what makes him so scary anyway shouldnt you be more terrified of like alf or something that doesnt want to cuddle you while you both wait for the ambulances?
cat: ...
cat: okay, one? that's fucked up and when i die tonight i hope you feel it and all of chicago tells you just how horrible of a friend you are. two? you're creepy i have a picture of alf on my desk right now please stop being all knowing and go back to your world of hip-hop extremes and - wait why do i need to fear alf he has an accent
kill: um lets see cat BECAUSE HE LIKES TO MAKE MIDNIGHT SNACKS OUT OF FELINES IS THAT NOT TERRIFYING HE IS CHOMPING ON YOUR KIND RIGHT NOW
kill: dont even give me your i dont own a tv shit
cat: brb eating alf
kill: i wanna see this shit
cat: PHOTO STORY TIME
kill: IM DOING A DANCE CAT A HAPPY DEATH DANCE
THE EDIBLE ALF aka for all the cats out there; a photobooth story and all time low for a friday night. with running commentary by CAT & KILL because this friday night has been such shit with its thunderstorms and now kill is with friends and i'm too lazy to go downtown so you can deal with him making fun of me bye.
kill: you look so happy its sick. keep shooting hahaha im saving these forever and showing my kids
cat: haha "i used to know this chick cat, she was completely fucking mental"
kill: less talking more alien consumption gracias chica
kill: OHHH CASUALTY WHAT HAPPENED?
cat: UGH UGH WHY AM I DOING THIS WHY IS THIS HAPPENING WHAT IS MY LIFE?
kill: shh shh baby this is why all those people are vying for your friendship and all jealous over you cause you eat aliens on tv and photograph the whole thing youre just that fucking awesome dont say its the hair i know youre gunna
cat: haha fuck you right back you bastard i spit my alf at you
cat: i proudly display my kill! ...no pun intended
kill: haha atta girl flaunt that sucker
cat: uh oh...
kill: whatd you do now
kill: aw you look genuinely displeased with yourself
cat: alf fell. well alf-bits fell...WAIT A SECOND
kill: you got him back?
cat: no i found something even better. or someone...
kill: you have another cat eating alien on your desk just by chance?
cat: EVEN BETTER!
kill: who the hell is in your mouth? you are ridiculous i want a framed copy of each one of these photos wait sign them to
cat: it is shannyn sossamon she's going in a collage eventually but for now she can chill in my mouth it's cool
kill: yeah there is your answer for being single
cat: i will accept that with pride
kill: look at that smirk youre gunna have a fucking circus next arent ya
cat: i wish. i have something good but not that good
kill: what the hell are those this has gone downhill all too quickly
cat: bindis. and shut up and make the best of our shitty friday night
kill: does that mean make a drinking game out of your mental issues good because ive been doing that for the past ten pictures
cat: how does it look? correct?
kill: worth a whole beer
cat: what are the rules to the game?
kill: drink when you do something typically cat drink more when it is more cat extreme i dunno im killing time and enjoying my beer and your nutso life what do you want from me woman
cat: you back in florida. i don't think this looks right hold up. i mean, drink for ten seconds GO
kill: what sort of pose is that
cat: a bindi pose? except i can't have both hands because freak show doesn't have a photo timer so i made use of what i've got, don't fuck with me
kill: freak show? i wont even go there but you should be really thankful about that and maybe find the time to get photobooth in your life cat freak show isnt a positive sounding program though right now its fuckin perfect
cat: get out of my life
kill: i actually am but thank you for the best pregame session ive ever had ill expect all the signed framed pics here within five days sounds good love girl lots of love
and then he did.
and i was sad.
and now for something completely different
rod stewart - people get ready (off of unplugged... and seated) when my father and i drove down to boca to get my drum set in - i believe - ninth grade he played some version of this song off of a mix CD that introduced me to some great songs like season of the witch and funk #49 but this was one of those songs that was beautiful and touching but had a rock edge to it, and i think it was a collaboration, like most of the songs my dad had. he's a truce musical maverick. insert palin-wink HERE
carla bruni - la noyée carla bruni is blowing up right now because of her... marriage or affair to the president of france, but three years ago i was sent the song "quelqu'un ma dit" by a girl named kate who lived in illinois with an affinity for cillian murphy and great writing, and fell in love with all things bruni i could get my hands on. this song is no exception
taj mahal - going up to the country & paint my mailbox blue blues. plain and simple. you can't go wrong with anything by taj mahal. big thanks to my dad for getting me into him at a young age, never on purpose but that's what made my dad (both parents, actually, thank god.) so badass, was they never pushed their music on me.
regina spektor - your honour the first regina spektor song i remember hearing, liking and knowing it was her. it is so different from most of her catalogue and it is such a jam. great to blast when you're driving home late and need someone to pump you up for your last wind.
steppenwolf - ride with me the poor man's magic carpet ride. my go-to steppenwolf song, it is sturdy and always there to groove to. gotta dig.
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