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sketchbook entry

2nd May, 2007 at 9:13 PM

this is today's image in the sketchbook. and sometimes, I guess, I get in a sharing mood! i call the image "the less room you give me, the more space i've got." well, I don't know that I call it that or that the line just stuck around while I was drawing. it's a bjork lyric.
anyway, nothing too complicated...

Mood: aight?!
Music:bob marley - war

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Vagina Power...Penis Power?!

30th Apr, 2007 at 11:55 PM

I'm just gonna post this shit, cause I don't think a description could ever befit the experience. My girlfriends and I just exercised some abdominal muscles cracking up over this. This woman is a talk show host on a public access channel in Atlanta, and I warn you, she is insane.
Additional Warning: this is not for the faint at heart

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bqg_ceFM30I

um, yeah...

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These Things We Call Trees

26th Apr, 2007 at 8:55 PM

I haven't posted for a really long while so thought I'd input some input.
At the moment I'm reading Stephen Hawking's 'A Brief History of Time.' Absolutely awesome book. Although, I don't think he's opposed to the idea of God - a God...etc. Which is an interesting fact for another day. I mention it though because I've begun looking at this planet with new eyes. It's kinda like I was asleep for a long time and he kicked me in the head with a boot of ultra consciousness. I mean, I knew lots of physics prior to picking up the book, so maybe it has to do with timing. Maybe it's just time for me to wake the fuck up.
This evening I stopped by a lonely park on the way home. It was drizzling, and since it's been sunny for the past month, I relished in the grey skies and just kinda loitered about in the rain. And as I walked into the park, I got entranced by the trees. Every single one of them. The first one, I call 'Her Majesty'

Think it's obvious why. She's beautiful and strong. Her trunk was pretty gynormous at the base.

This one's called 'A Negative Monkey.' The tree's common name is monkey puzzle and is indigenous to South America. They're just as beautiful up close; their leaves form concentric, natural spirals off the branches.

She's named 'Lipstick Lesbian' because, although I anthropomorphized them (and promised myself I wouldn't), this one was the most female of them all: She was so delicate looking, and light and smooth - which gave her the lipstick look. But her bark was a bitch to touch --> hmm, possible undercover dyke!

This one is called 'Ever-growing.' (nicknamed '70's porn' for the light quality). She's ever-growing as her spikes/branches protrude off a never-ending spiral.

Then there was 'Tattoo Tree.' Not sure what species this is, but someone felt it necessary to tag her, which has me leaning toward the negative to have a tattoo imprinted on my own body.
And finally,

There was 'Spiderpuss' and 'Octo-puss,' respectively. They appear to be the same image but appearances only get one so far! Save from the difference of infra-red intensity, 'Spiderpuss' came to me whilst on the edge, whereas 'Octo-puss' is more about comfortability!

So after this tree-hugging session, I've decided the next book I will venture to thumb through will be Darwin's 'Origin of the Species.' I've never actually read it...aaannndd, as a planet allegedly similar to Earth has been spotted outside our galaxy (20+ light yrs away), I think I should really understand how this life thing really came about...a/c to us! (it'd be wicked if we did find life and a whole other theory came into being -- crazy crazy universe)
Guess that's it for now. Over and out!

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Living WAY longer

20th Mar, 2007 at 11:35 AM

For a brief introduction into the progress of gerontology and the mounds that can be achieved through the coming scientific methods, check out this short presentation by Dr. Aubrey de Grey.

http://video.google.co.uk/videoplay?docid=3847943059984264388&q=TED+Conference

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Transhumanism thru to Posthumanism

18th Mar, 2007 at 7:02 PM

I'd like to announce that I am now a declared transhumanist. You shall now refer to me as sci-ato. No just kidding (...and that's the best I could come up with!) But I'm not kidding about being a transhumanist. Lots of chronological steps have got me here: death of my grandma, whose mind was still intact but her body rotted away; death of my friend, Ryan Barnes, who was only 29 and killed by cancer; technological progresses in physical and biological science, nanotech, neuroscience etc; and the basic fact that I want to live as long as possible. I want to make it into space, and I want to experience the world of improved virtual reality, where I can simulate my artistic creations and introduce people to 'my world.' I think the only hindrance to be the philosophical question of consciousness. What is it? Can it be simulated? And can they do it quick so I can upload some shit, step into a different world, and start creating!
Ah, in addition, all art created by me henceforth, shall be transhumanist art and will no doubt continue to be affected by my philosophies on life.

Now I know I am risking labeling myself, but I figure, technology's not moving backwards and this is how I regard my future. Besides, only a hand-full of people actually read my live journal anyway!

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satisfied cravings

8th Mar, 2007 at 4:26 PM

I wanted cookie dough (which they don't sell here in ole blimey), I wanted brownies and I wanted ice cream: so I landed some ben & jerry's half-baked ice cream and stuffed the whole pint into my mouth and I feel like the better woman for doing so.

Music:bjork - there's more to life than this

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four points to the fam is back in down

22nd Jan, 2007 at 2:44 PM

man, this passed weekend was insane. Runnin round the city like a mad woman with two 2'-by-3' canvasses under my arm. So mad that on Sunday, after a long night of drinking, eating and being merry, I went to meet a friend for lunch and jumped off the tube one station early, as I thought I'd take a walk along Hyde Park; soak in London's rare sunshine, and just as the train was rolling away, "holy shit," I'd forgotten my rucksack on the train. Luckily there was nothing in it that caused the longing of loss in me, it was kinda an extra thing I was carrying home with muddy clothes, as I had gardened the day before. But even luckier I asked the Underground folks to call ahead and they got it and held for me in White City..bout 5 stops down. Of course I was reprimanded - bombs on trains etc. But you know I am very aware of how enclosed the London Underground is...not much in the lieu of escape routes.
So with that secured, I went on my walk and to a lunch of roasted vegetables and buffalo mozerella on foccacia & tiramasu for desert. Yum-mee!
I got home, satisfied and exhausted to a comforting call from a good friend who's coming to see me next week. Hell YEAH! MuHnkee!
And a nice long chat with big bro.
Oh yeah, and my family's back from Uganda..the craziness resumes.

Mood: lethargic
Music:nada

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grabbed ahold of my baby

15th Jan, 2007 at 5:45 PM

I chipped my enamel on a molar.

Today I sat down with my laptop and realised how much it means to me!
I got an incredibly enthusuiastic response to my next exhibition which I hope to hold here in the UK, from an organisation that deals with educating girls in northern Uganda. I am proposing they extend their opportunities to an education in the arts. I've already done quite a lot of the leg work and plan to do more.
You know, I'm sitting here, satisfied after a whole hearty vegetarian meal, with a glass of some nice Chilean pinot noir, thinking how genius Weezer was. I used to really dig them. There's something to be said about a man telling it like it is. Or anyone for that matter.
Imagine with all the shit that needs to be released from a young woman of our generation who has been raised in northern Uganda, where all you know are war camps, ravages of men determined on nothing but hatred and violence -- what would you say with such simplicity? I'm not sure, but I think it my responsibility to give them their chance. ..that sounds somewhat righteous, but in no way is intended to be. In fact , I'm excited. Can you imagine what may come out of such a venture - I can only think; incredible art.

Mood:productive
Music:weezer - pinkerton