Art School Whatev - Blog of Nate Blake . artstudent

Genitalia Design

2010-02-17T17:08:00.003-05:00

During my first semester of graduate school, one of the many topics I aestheticized was the idea of genitalia design. I wanted to explore this topic since I felt I was at a multi-pronged fork with my sexuality and gender. The question I constantly asked myself:

"If I could design my genitals to appear any way, then what would they look like?"

These are only a few of the pieces I have scanned. The immediacy of drawing and watercolor is at conflict with the slowness of the scanners. The process easily bores me but I will work towards scanning the whole collection which is being housed in a long floppy disk case. I find the shelter pleasurable to think about as well as arousing.

but does it float

2010-02-14T18:38:00.000-05:00

but does it float: "

via http://butdoesitfloat.com/84101

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The link is worth clicking on to view more images.

ShareSomeCandy:

2010-02-14T18:34:00.000-05:00

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Could Heartbreak Have Played A Role In McQueen's Death?

2010-02-14T16:14:00.000-05:00

Could Heartbreak Have Played A Role In McQueen's Death?: "

Although we'll never know for sure, could a recent breakup have played a role in fashion designer Alexander McQueen's decision to take his own life?

In an interview with Harper's Bazaar Australia, McQueen revealed he had tattooed the name of a former lover who left the legendary designer heartbroken.

Said McQueen: '[He was] a bastard who went back to Australia and I was left looking at his name.'

Still such a tragedy.

[Image via WENN.]

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wowow

it's about time for suicide hysteria.

Best Link Ever! Snug and Cozy Contraception

2010-02-14T15:43:00.000-05:00

Best Link Ever! Snug and Cozy Contraception: "

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Banksy Versus Bristol Museum

2009-06-25T21:15:00.000-04:00

gay vintage leather men : jpg

2009-06-20T03:13:00.002-04:00

gay vintage leather men
Originally uploaded by rrocket71

This is eye candy.

This provokes a lot.

Locker rooms, high school, authority, dystopia, alley ways, shadows.

a little bit of writing

2009-06-19T02:45:00.002-04:00

Dear mister,

I don't know if you have noticed but I graduated from East Carolina University. You know, I didn't make honors or get any fancy cords like a lot of my friends. I wasn't eligible anyways, because I transferred from another institution. It was a hard transition from a community college to a four-year university. The difficulty wasn't in the workload. It was the difficulty going to art school, more specifically an art school noted by some as the best in North Carolina. I don't find much truth in that argument. You see: I met a few hard working intelligent people there. Most of them happened to be atheists, bisexuals, or named deviants by the constructs of the dominant ideology. The rest of the people in that institution were probably aspiring douche daddies or lacking the ability to be even the lowliest of shit-kickers. Those people made my life hell. Now understand, ECU is in the south and a lot of redneck folk and small town idiots rode their gas guzzling minority killers to Greenville, NC. A side note, Greenville is nicknamed the Emerald City. Funny. What variety of Wizard of Oz was this shit? What mood was that author seeking? Needlesstosaybutmustbestated, several of those simple people managed to find their hearts in art. Yes, it's as kitsch and country as it seemed. They brought their stupid conservative agenda. They brought their silly politics. They hid them in their art work and only the deviants could spot them successfully.

Back on track.

I graduated from the School of Art and Design at East Carolina University. You already know this.

I will be attending University of North Carolina at Greensboro for my Master of Fine Art degree in Studio Arts. I think I will like it there.

Love you,

Jonathan "Nate Blake" Cobbs

yesyesyes

2009-06-17T21:51:00.002-04:00

I can move into my graduate studio in a couple of weeks.

I want to move in tomorrow. Perhaps, I can persuade myself into it.

2009-06-02T22:13:00.001-04:00

AWEEEEEEEEEEE

Graduation

2009-05-23T01:42:00.003-04:00

Nate Blake snatching earned keepz!

Nate Blake thinking he done did something rightz!

2009-05-23T01:33:00.003-04:00

Artists and Artists' Work I Have Seen in the past few months

2009-03-30T14:57:00.002-04:00

Julie Mehretu

Lee Walton

Scott Eagle

Will Goodyear

Kymia Nawabi

Barbara Campbell

Kehinde Wiley

PEOPLE PAINT!

2008-12-26T12:57:00.000-05:00

15 Best OMG Painted Things

hahahaaa

2008-12-26T12:37:00.001-05:00

Grade report

2008-12-23T15:59:00.003-05:00

Advanced Painting IV - A
Illustration Survey - B
Introduction to Video Art - A
Survey of Art History from 1900-1950 - A

Dean's List, baby!

I'm applying to graduate school at University of North Carolina @ Greensboro. If my professors move their keyboard fingers along, I can get all the letters of recommendation. Plus, I need my transcripts from two institutions. I have exactly one month to get this together. It's plenty of time, I think.

The tackiness: glory.

2008-12-23T15:54:00.002-05:00

Some may hate the eighties look and style and color, but I like it. There is something oddly beautiful in its tackiness Check out this link

And this link concerning power dressing: 80s fashion sensibility.

Art Objects - Fall 2008

2008-12-08T22:14:00.002-05:00

"Freak Show"

"It's Naked, Not Nude"

"Emasculation of the Bisexual Man"

"His Good Looks, His BackBone, His Penis"

"If My Penis Isn't In Your Mouth, Then Keep Your Religion Out of My Bedroom"

"GHB"

"Nuclear Bomb Family Reunion"

"Cut the Ropes Which Hold Us in the Past"

2008-12-08T22:08:00.002-05:00

This looks like fun . . . not so much.

Penis Pump

2008-12-08T21:51:00.002-05:00

Fall 08 Photo.Memories Captured

2008-11-06T19:43:00.002-05:00

Hey

2008-10-11T22:37:00.001-04:00

watch porn, bitches!

ECU is scary

2008-10-03T01:21:00.002-04:00

As many people know if they keep up with college football or keep tabs on East Carolina University drama, a couple of weeks ago there was an incident involving rowdy Pirate fans invading the field to celebrate victory. The police, however, were not as keen on this display of celebration. Many students were punched, tased, or dropped in the ground.

I am glad I do not put great emphasis on attending ECU football games. I am sure I would not have been running the field, but I am sure I would have been laughing at those who got brutalized during the melee.

I am doing fine. The semester is slightly stressful but I am making it. I am working a lot bigger: five by five ish. I am doing collage. I am working with lots of Elmer's Glue. I am getting ready to apply for grad school.

Ron Paul. AHHHHH

2008-09-11T13:32:00.005-04:00

Frank has something to say about Holly and Cathy and Ron Paul.

Some art work from over the summer

2008-08-11T10:50:00.005-04:00

"Virgin 3.7"

"Home vs. Machine"

"Codependency"

2008-06-24T19:37:00.002-04:00

WOW

I haven't updated in a while. I am doing fine. That's a lie.

I have spent the last month and a half in some form of redneck hell.

I am not lying about this situation.

It all started when my boyfriend, Greg, responded to an advertisement on Craigslist from a certain mister named Ron Harris. He was looking for cleaners or a crew to work for his company, H-2 Cleaning, in Emerald Isle. Ron Harris responded with glee.

It all started out swell. Greg got a crew together of five people including himself and myself. The starting wage was $11.00 an hour with promised bonuses for good work. After the first week, things went strangely, but expectedly, awry. Ron Harris learned quickly that our crew could out-clean almost any other crew. We could not only out-clean them but clean faster. That pocketed Harris more money but he did not give us the bonuses or the appreciation we deserved.

How does this relate to the redneck hell I experienced. The crew I am cleaning with are some of the most dramatic and most pathetic women I have ever been around, except for Greg's cousin Cyndi who is fucking awesome. The other two people are really in bad places in their life. Actually, it's only one person who is really bad off. Greg's sister is the worse of the bunch. She's fucking her cousin in a single wide trailer in complete destitution. What is in destitution? She is in destitution. Her cousin is in destitution. The incest they commit is absolute destitution. The single wide trailer which is half of a half of the smallest trailer I have ever been into is in destitution. Their complete destitution is in complete destitution.

Greg's sister is always talking about how she is going to leave her man . . . her cousin, because he is a lazy slum of a husband. He doesn't work. He calls Greg's sister while she is working for the simplest things. I suppose the simplest things are still out of his comprehension. He is a loser.

The other lady in the crew who is pathetic is Greg's aunt. She's not pathetic as much as she is good at making bad life choices. Is there really a difference in being pathetic and making bad life choices? Apparently, there is a difference. Pathetic means able to arouse sympathy. I do not have sympathy for somebody who smokes crack with emphysema and meets horrible men. She makes bad life choices. Everybody does, but not everybody is in her position; therefore, it is apparent that she has made more bad life choices than people in better positions. She is a nice person, though. She is very kind. She is a lot of positive things that make her a better person than Greg's sister.

Greg's sister goes to the doctor. The doctor gives her a prescription for morphine. The doctor tells her that the pills can't be crushed or snorted. Why would a doctor tell someone that unless you are a drug abusing dolt.

Summer school is starting on Thursday. I feel relieved to actually be starting art projects again and not scribbling in my sketchbook.

2008-05-10T10:24:00.000-04:00

http://stewartsynopsis.com/red_hair.htm

red hair things

2008-05-09T22:27:00.002-04:00

Nick Bollea, son of Hulk Hogan to serve eight months in jail.

excerpt:
"The family of John Graziano, who was critically hurt in the August crash, asked the judge to impose a sentence of up to a year in jail, well short of the five years Nick Bollea could have received.

The Bolleas, who star in the VH1 reality show “Hogan Knows Best,” left the courtroom glumly after the verdict and did not comment.

Nick Bollea was arrested in November and charged with felony reckless driving that caused a serious bodily injury. Authorities say he was street racing his father’s 1998 Toyota Supra when he struck a curb, spun in traffic and slammed into a palm tree.

The impact critically injured Graziano, who now needs lifetime medical care. A former Marine who served in Iraq, Graziano was not wearing a seat belt and suffered a broken skull and other severe injuries."

okay. John Graziano is a marine. He was not wearing a seatbelt? He probably gave Nick the alcohol. He knew what he was getting into when he jumped into that vehicle.

The article fails to mention that John Graziano is 22 years old. Did they do an alcohol test on him? There are too many holes in this investigation. Anyways, the Graziano is going to get their money and their justice and their REVENGE.

My friends told me that drunk people often survive accidents uninjured because they are relaxed. Tense people are more likely to have their bodies snap and cringe causing brain injuries. Seriously, during high speed collisions your brain stem snaps unless you are relaxed and supported. uhh.

This must be how Nick Bollea feels:

If he were Paris Hilton he would have only gotten a few days. Sucks to have a has-been/has-not for a father. Plus, what the fuck was Hulk Hogan doing driving a car with illegally tinted windows?! WHO is he trying to hide from nowadays?

Driving with illegally tinted windows is like . . .

Amanda Lepore is fucking gorgeous.

At least Brooke Hogan can sing when somebody is remixing:

"What you know
about what we do?
I see your lips moving
but I don't hear nothing"

Double negatives are hot. Really, we can't correct her when she has a has-been/has-not for a father.

teh sigh

An update

2008-05-03T22:07:00.002-04:00

WoW

I have had two final exams as of this moment: Advanced Studio Painting II and Physics of the Universe.

Advanced Studio Painting's exam went for over five hours.

Before I get into that, I must note that the professor has resigned from her position since she got married and her husband can afford for her not to teach for a bit. She's moving to Memphis.

We started off the exam with critiquing Michael Webster's work. While the professor, Amy Freeman, checked out the video projector from the media center, we pulled out a farewell cake and card to surprise her. She was shocked.

After passing out cake, pizza, and drinks, Amy told us the craziest story. I believe her, though, because I believe weird things. She had two cats. One was named Othello, because it was black and white in color. Othello had the ability to talk. Seriously, cats do have the ability to talk or mimic certain voices. Nobody believed Amy until they met Othello. Othello died. Amy's friend was pregnant and three weeks away from giving birth. Amy has a dream one night about her cat. She tells us in the dream she was running and running up these stairs. All of the sudden she reaches a particular step and her cat comes out of it. She said it was like an actual birth, juices and tissues and all that jazz. She also sees that the cat's eyes go from jet black to gray. She wakes up and there's all these numbers in her head. She writes them down. She realizes her pregnant friend is going to give birth in accordance to these numbers. Amy, the pregnant friend, and some others go out for Thai. Late that night, her friend's water breaks. She goes into labor up in the same time that Amy dreamed. The baby was one ounce off from what Amy dreamed. It gets creepier. Amy comes into the room to see the baby and holds the baby. Everybody else is outside of where Amy is holding the baby. She tells us that the baby's eyes were closed, but as soon as they opened they were jet black, then turned to gray. The nurse walks in and gets the baby. Later on, the nurse tells Amy that the baby just won't stop talking. It's just a talker. A talker like Othello, Amy tells us. At her friend's wedding, Amy finally meets the baby and realizes what Amy is talking about before Amy could even verbalize it.

Crazy.

Back to the critique

What was exciting about Michael's work is that he made a video depicting the racial tension in Greenville, NC. For those who don't know: Greenville's Fifth Street used to change from Martin Luther King Jr. Blvd through a predominately African American neighborhood, then switch back to Fifth Street after the neighborhood. It was a trippy video, because he had clips of the Wizard of Oz overlaying video of him driving from one end of the street to the other and back again. It's hard to describe without the actual video on url.

Other studio participants' work was very dull and slack. One person's work was very well done and conceptual, but not cohesive. Each piece was cool, but this is Advanced Studio Painting. She could have done tables with different stuff on it and gotten a grade for it. The coolest thing the person did was take bullets from her first time going to the firing range and paint animals on it. I liked that.

Another person did "abstract" pieces on watercolor paper. I have to admit that these pieces were impressive coming from where the person was coming from at the beginning of the semester; however, I feel she put objectivity into something that is supposed to be non-objective. I have no problem with objectivity, but drop that non-objective bullshit. I liked the work, but I did not like the reasoning.

Lassette Stevenson-Kornegay brought really beautiful pieces to the critique. She's a minister, but she has an obsession with ugliness and death. I love it. One of her paintings was a mannequin with the light, coming through the window, blinds, and translucent curtains, on its form. The conceptual element isn't what impressed me, but the technical element. She paints in acrylic and it's subtractive painting. Every element is detailed in an interesting way. It's not boring details. Another amazing painting she did was a worn and torn ribbon bow. I didn't know what it was she painted, but the technical elements were amazing. What really impresses me about Lassette is that she has a child, a husband, and her mother to care for and she still finds time to paint. She told us some days she sleeps for a couple of hours and she's back doing her life all over again. She's great.

Holly Ann Sailors, link to the right, brought almost her whole life to the critique. She did so much it was ridiculous, but not really. She painted and collaged hardcore since the beginning of the semester. People didn't have room to make excuses when Holly brought in thirty paper painted panels out of the sixty she did, three medium sized paintings, and one very large painting. She really utilized her time despite breakups, family drama, a business minor, and 17 credit hours.

My work got critiqued efficiently. People told me to work on presentation and maturing my new body of work. People complimented my work ethic, concept, and the technique I was using. I suppose I should explain my work at this point. My work is collage meets graffiti meets the eighties meets fashion meets drag meets homo-eroticism meets vagina meets penis meets me meets post-post-modernism. I didn't use a painting palette this semester for this work. I plan to use one in the future. I did pours of color. I used black vinyl letters. I used charcoal paint, graphite, charcoal pencil, hemp rope, and found posters. I recycled my own drawings. I ripped up things I thought were ugly or things I thought I couldn't part and I painted on top of them to produce something that has made me proud.

Finally, I think I am working in a direction that will get me into graduate school.

2008-05-02T21:47:00.002-04:00

http://pictureyear.blogspot.com/
http://herbiesworld.blogspot.com/

Evolution

2008-04-26T16:21:00.004-04:00

Sketchbook

2008-04-24T20:23:00.005-04:00

"Can You E-magg-gin?"

"I Can't"

"Holly Cutting Again"

"Making A Fucking Train"

"Bed Pan"

"Penis Medusa"

"Chris Schwing"

"Lip Question"

"Eye Question"

I am obsessed

2008-04-23T22:02:00.000-04:00

Phil Hansen!

I love this guy's work.

Another Manic Monday

2008-04-21T09:38:00.002-04:00

It's almost time for my first class. Art of the United States. Dr. Ronald Graziani. He'll kick your autonomous transcendental universalist ass with his political economy boots, baby!

This art program would probably be shittier without the Graz around to inform people of a world outside of traditional bullshit.

Tradition is about updating. Some of the teachers here are stuck in their old ways. They're in modernism. Students are living in postmodernism. Soon postmodernism is going to be over. Then, the professors are going to be way behind.

2008-04-19T01:26:00.002-04:00

I went to a drag show and it was somewhat rotted.

I went to Great American Mining Company of New Guinea Incorporated. It's a real club title for a real club. It's an eclectic mix with a hit or miss demographic. There are people in there I would hit and people in there that looked like they missed a lot on the way to growing up. Don't get me wrong or send quotes to the mass media, there are some really nice people who go there. I get tired of going there and it's the carbon copy people who show up. I am tired of going there and seeing people in flip flops. People who go to a club in flip flops are not clubbers. They are people in flip flops who think rainbows can be worn to any event. Plus, they are awful for a person's foot.

The drag show itself was lackluster. I think there was only one true dance number. The queens looked stunning, but what's the point of wearing fringe if you are going to frolic in slow motion across a stage. The stage was built to perform. Lipsynching is not a hard skill. Dancing and looking fabulous is a skill. If I wanted to see a tranny with stand and faux gum out some lyrics, I would ride around Greenville from corner to corner until I found one. I am not tipping a queen who does not dance. This isn't a Make a Wish telethon. I am not making a pledge because of the little girl who does some shitty performance and all the sudden every person with a hundred Sacagawea dollar coins calls in because of being moved. Some people who attend these drag shows are those types of people. People who give dollars to shitty performances:

(1) Friends of the queen. There are always the people who are fellow house queens, those who aspire to be on stage, or those who are coworkers. Coworkers. yeah.
(2) Straight. They want to give the performer a dollar so that the queen can do some perverse act. Then, the person runs or looks to their friends like it's some feat deserving of a Nobel Peace Prize or a poloroid.
(3) Old men. Some old daddy NEEDS to give away at least five dollars, but probably more, to in order an after performance conversation. A couple of nipple squeezes or a cock grab seals the deal.
(4) Drunk lesbians. Why do drunk lesbians do that?

FUCK

Yeah

Studio issues are going away. The semester is almost over. I have to photograph work, finish my art history paper on conceptualist, and some other shit...

- Nate Blake

Censorship

2008-04-12T18:43:00.002-04:00

The studio, I share with six other people, is still feeling the aftermath of Thursday's backlash. Basically, due the control issues of one studio mate we all have to compromise our artistic lives.

After the class finished our sources presentation, our professor sat all sixteen of us down. She made us come up with studio rules. Some of them are understandable, but some of them I find to be an intrusion. These are the ones I remember:

The Good
- No touching of other's artwork.
- Only playing music that is agreed upon by all studio mates

The Bad
- Only studio mates are allowed in the studio at all times.
- Only playing music that is agreed upon by all studio mates. The problem with this rule is that six of us are completely fine with any music, but only one is pissed off about everything.
- We can't talk about other people's work. Essentially, the goal of this rule is to keep people from getting their feelings hurt by knowing that their work ethic and art objects are produced horridly.
- There are no signs or posters allowed on the doors.
- Freedom of expression is only limited to within our individual studio spaces.

There are seven people in the studio space. Six of them are unhappy with the changes and only one of them is happy because she got the control she wanted.

How am I coping?

My studio space got enlarged. That's definitely one positive thing. I brought to the attention of my professor that the emergency window does not open and we don't have a fire extinguisher in a studio with people who use oils.

I am not happy with what the one studio mate did to our studio. It wasn't a product of democracy, it was a product of totalitarian manipulation. If six of us don't agree with a rule, then the seventh person should have to deal with it. I mean, why would anyone think that disrupting our lives would benefit the studio environment?

News as it happens

2008-04-10T19:30:00.003-04:00

Life has been better for me. Let me state that. It's starting out on a negative note because I am in a negative mood. Negative but optimistic, I should put it.

How about a run down? shall we?

1 - I got my nose pierced.
2 - Someone vandalized my friends' posters for their senior show. A lot of people are blaming me.
3 - One of my studio mates is doing her best to keep censorship still part of our elementary college curriculum. Wait . . . we aren't in elementary school. We are in college. We are at at an university.

The only great news is that today Lauren Adams came to give a lecture for the digital painting position at East Carolina University's School of Art and Design.

Basically, from what I understand a lot of people are enjoying themselves blaming everything on me that goes wrong in the art building. I am sick of it. I am suicidal and full of anxiety because of this shit. Frankly, I am ready to get out of this shit hole school because I am tired of trying to please so many stupid people. A lot of the professors here try to act like your friend, then back stab you the next second. I feel attacked every time I go into the studio and have to deal with someone confronting me on some new issue. I am about to make an appointment to student counseling services to get excused for a week of class because I am suicidal and don't feel like dealing with people.

Because one of the studio mates feels like she can't get her work done, everything must revolve around her wants and needs. Her wants and needs are affecting everybody else in the studio. Nobody has a problem with music, except for her. She had to wait three weeks before the end of classes to bitch about it. NOT FAIR! She's the token poster child for a plush squeeze toy screaming "LIFE'S NOT FAIR!"

I feel rather dead and tired at the moment. I mean, dealing with her drama has drained me senseless. Days like today contribute to me feeling like I will never make it in this world.

I think I will feel better in a few hours or if I take my Ritalin. I know that ever since I have had to deal with petty studio drama, I have felt the want to cut my skin to feel something. I am done with that, though. Oh well. Cutting yourself and taking Ritalin is just another prerequisite to get into this art program. You must worry yourself to death and put other people's childish ideals ahead of your own.

They would feel bad if I did kill myself, though. That very thought is selfish and brilliant. The only problem is that I wouldn't be alive to see their reaction.

The gratification would be enough, though. The suicide note, the weapon of self-destruction, and the tears I would cry are all enough to fantasize about before death takes it away and takes it to the people that deserve to notice it the most.

Being manic-depressive is great.

The Political Illustration & Art Show is up!!!

2008-03-28T19:14:00.002-04:00

Sue Coe, David McLimans, and Patrick Flynn will be at East Carolina University for a panel discussion on the topic of political illustration & art.

Wikipedia Article about Sue Coe
Sue Coe's main site on Graphic Witness
Flash Point Magazine's article on Sue Coe

David McLimans

Patrick Flynn

I am excited.

http://www.worldwar3illustrated.org/

Distaste

2008-03-26T22:22:00.005-04:00

http://home.earthlink.net/~sallyanger/

Sally Anger's work mediocre.

Who is Sally Anger? Her work is apparent on her artist's website. Of course, everything written by an autonomous transcendent universalist artist is embellished with jargon of design elements and principles OR barely anything at all to remain mystical and mysterious. I find it simply retarded.

Who is Sally Anger? Really.

I started this spring semester with Amy Freeman as the professor of my advanced studio painting class. Amy basically teaches us how to be good artists through giving us a fair dose of reality. From the very first day, I realized that Mrs. Anger and I would not be on the same page. This was simply discovered by the fact that she had to make comments about every little thing I said AND she was the teacher's pet. There's nothing worse than a teacher's pet than a teacher's pet for a studio class. Sally commuted all the way from my hometown of Morehead City, NC, to take classes twice a week. I didn't really sympathize. I have had two friends commute, five times a week from the same area, with fewer complaints.

Anyways.

Amy Freeman gave us an assignment for everybody in my studio to move to the studio next door in order to figure out what the people next door were all about based on their work. The results were quite interesting, but what I figured based on the level of cruelty each studio relies upon for happiness. The people from my studio were more critical of the other people's work. Sally Anger, of course, became somebody that bored us. All of her paintings were of Caucasian women, painted with the same materials, painted with similar techniques, and were boring as a non-fuck to look for more than two seconds. She had no grasp of concept to correlate the materials to the subject matter. We were honest.

Then, we had our first critique. Michael Webster ripped Madam Anger a new one.

Your painting type, methods, and technique look like they were learned from a cheap how-to painting book.

I don't think she was expecting that. She has won prizes for her work. Who fucking cares, though? That's the past generation. We are the new generation. If you want to make modern art than go the fuck on, but don't expect art students of this postmodern age to think your modern shit is worth a damn penny other than to go over our postmodern couches!

Anyways.

Evidently, she cried.

boohooo.

boohoo.

a hoot. a hoot. a hoot.

She quit art school.

Her reasoning was that the commute was TOO MUCH.

Amy Freeman, however, told us that it was the critique.

Plus, she sent an e-mail to her instructor back at community college land that she was grateful for the CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM THAT SHE RECEIVED AT COMMUNITY COLLEGE.

The job of the community college, as far as "Fine Arts", is the foundation. Once you get out of there, you should move on to bigger and better things.

Blah.

SHEEE.IT!

2008-03-20T21:14:00.002-04:00

A post for those that like to hear someone bitch intelligently.

2008-03-07T16:43:00.002-05:00

A couple of weeks ago, a call for entries was in order for a show called the Body Image Exhibition. It was sponsored by East Carolina University's student recreational services. The show would be held at the ECU's Mendenhall Student Center. I am not one to jump on shows, but the entry fee was free; therefore, I quickly took advantage of the opportunity. The opportunity, you will learn, was lackluster in its enthusiasm to benefit the artist.

The hanging of the show took place the weekend after the call for entry. This is the very beginning of the drama. I was excited to see my art on the wall for the student body and the public to see. On Sunday, I went in to check the final result and it was definitely a final result. Sculpture pieces were laying on the floor, the paintings were hanged crooked, and the drawings were haphazardly stapled to the wall. I was really shocked, but thankful that I only entered two paintings. I immediately alerted the art building to the tragedy. But let's back up.

Last year, another show took place in the Mendenhall Student Center Gallery. I don't even think the gallery deserves credit as a proper gallery by its reputation or by grammatical capitalization. I will call it the shithole for now on for reference to the Body Image Show and the next show in further elaboration. The show was titled The Illumina Show and it was held in the SHITHOLE. Illumina had a free entry fee. The art building was excited and whatever. The same problems occurred, but at this previous show the person responsible put work in the kitchen sink! Now, back to more recent events.

The person in charge for this show and the previous show is named Ameena Mohyuddin. She is a recent graduate and she calls herself an artist. I don't see it. She doesn't claim responsibility for this shotty job, but everybody knows she is negligent for the mistakes.

After we found out about the way our work was hanged in the Body Image Exhibition, people made plans for an emergency Visual Arts Forum meeting.

The reception for the Body Image Show was horrible. One thing a person should never do is hang up an artist's work in a shotty fashion and try to cover up its disgustingness by offering finger food and lemonade. Artists are hungry, but thinking food is going to solve the issue of the shotty job is not going to work. After the award ceremony for the show, I immediately rushed to find out who was responsible.

The situation was under investigation. Whatever that means.

The emergency VAF meeting was eventful. We got out a lot of anger. We decided to write letters of grievances to Ameena.

The week after another VAF meeting happened in which we all decided to march over to Mendenhall and have a meeting with Ameena. I don't think she was expecting fifty art students to come. She didn't even have enough refreshments for all of us.

One thing I can say about Ameena is that she is good. She is good at tap dancing around the subjects of importance. She will do anything to save her ass.

SHE WILL LIE TO YOUR FACE!

links of interest for those artists interested in digital photography and the whatnotz.

2008-03-05T22:08:00.000-05:00

http://timothyparlapiano.blogspot.com/
http://danrtalley.com/

Thistle Harlequin

2008-03-02T15:39:00.002-05:00

Thistle Harlequin is a fierce performance artist and model. Putrid Sex Object is my favorite of his works.

Whatev

2008-02-25T21:54:00.000-05:00

My favorite artists

2008-02-24T00:26:00.003-05:00

Jean-Michel Basquiat
Robert Rauschenberg
Jasper Johns
Kara Walker
Andrea Fraser
Andy Warhol
Robert Mapplethorpe
Heatherette
Ron Athey
Thistle Harlequin

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Georges_Bataille
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pierre_Molinier
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pier_Paolo_Pasolini

Primitivism

2008-02-23T13:48:00.003-05:00

Primitivism is probably one of the grossest movements in art. I hate when people think art movements can't be racist. I hate when people try to justify fine art. Fine art is construct. Fine art is an ideology. Primitivism was the attempt of artists to break away from traditional fine art in order to make unconventional fine art. Both of them being a construct constituted by the ideology of fine art. Primitivism was racist. Why? It was racist because it was made upon the assumption that people in non-western cultures were primitive. The primitivists made the assumption that western culture was more advanced than non-western cultures and that we need to move back to a type of "primitive" behavior.

1) Primitivism is impossible, because we all have an inventory and we can't invent without that inventory. We aren't going back to some instinctual root based on other cultures. We are going back to the instincts of ourselves gained from our culture.

2) If we were actually going back to our instinctual behaviors based on the assumption that non-western cultures were somehow more in touch with these instinctual behaviors, then we wouldn't be painting their instinctual behaviors on canvas. The canvas is a framework that doesn't exist from non-western cultures, but by western cultures dropping in non-western cultures.

2008-02-23T13:45:00.001-05:00

Christianity

+

Racism

=

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christian_Identity

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Positive_Christianity

This is why I question why people call themselves Christian.

Is it to believe in Jesus, God, Jesus as your savior, bad people go to hell, or whatever? What exactly is the purpose of defining one's self as a Christian when there are other terms that are as applicable without the charge that Christian and Christianity carries with it?

What is it with identity? How can one identify with religion? Especially, in this age of post-post-modernism, if one is to believe in identity theft as something that is associated with stealing one's social security and other information to gain a payoff, then is religion something that is more or less valuable in this progress? I suppose religion is supposed to be something intangible, a personal experience one has with a higher being. If that is the case, then why define this intangible and personal experience with a charged word such as Christian, which carries tangible and cultural aspects.

Furthermore, if one is to believe in a world that is realistic without binary oppositions, then how can one find middle ground in a book that states to believe in all of it. That surely isn't ambiguous:

Revelations 22:18,19

I warn everyone who hears the words of the prophecy of this book: If anyone adds anything to them, God will add to him the plagues described in this book.

And if anyone takes words away from this book of prophecy, God will take away from him his share in the tree of life and in the holy city, which are described in this book.

Those two verses are simply the reason why I am not a Christian. Those two verses are the reason why I can look at Christian, pick out the hypocrisy, and be fine. It's not about religion. It's about being too damn lazy and too self-unaware to disassociate from a title that is unethical for one's lifestyle arrangement.

Don't blow up my comment section with bullshit posts involving autonomous bulllllllshit. I don't care about your personal issues about being a Christian, especially if you don't recycle.

Music Video Database

2008-02-22T19:21:00.001-05:00

http://www.mvdbase.com/

2008-02-22T18:32:00.003-05:00

I am not a huge fan of the video, but "Vote For Love" is one of my favorite songs.

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Savage Garden probably gets lumped into the pop music genre too often. The vocalist, Darren Hayes, has one of the most beautiful voices. What intrigues me about this song and video is its mixture of elements. You also have to take into the account that the vocalist is a homosexual male. What exactly are his intentions on getting closer to the female?

Anyways, the music video was produced by Nigel Dick. I am not a major fan of his videos, but I think he does good work making some bad singers look great.
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First of all, the lyrics for Sunny Came Home are lasting.

lyrics:

Sunny came home to her favorite room
Sunny sat down in the kitchen
She opened a book and a box of tools
Sunny came home with a mission

She says days go by I'm hypnotized
I'm walking on a wire
I close my eyes and fly out of my mind
Into the fire

Sunny came home with a list of names
She didn't believe in transcendence
It's time for a few small repairs she said
Sunny came home with a vengeance

She says days go by I don't know why
I'm walking on a wire
I close my eyes and fly out of my mind
Into the fire

Get the kids and bring a sweater
Dry is good and wind is better
Count the years, you always knew it
Strike a match, go on and do it

Days go by I'm hypnotized
I'm walking on a wire
I close my eyes and fly out of my mind
Into the fire
Light the sky and hold on tight
The world is burning down
She's out there on her own and she's alright
Sunny came home
Sunny came home...

The music video is awesome. That's exactly what happens when some people get fed up. Transcendence does suck, however.
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POE is fucking awesome bitch. I highly advise people to look up music on both of her albums, Hello and Haunted.
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"All we have is this very moment.
AND I don't wanna do what his father
HIS FATHER
HIS FATHER did!
I wanna be here now!"

The music video reminds me of Tuck Everlasting. Fuck Disney, though. This is a beautiful video. I wish I could find out who directed it.
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YEAH! Marriage is fucking awesome. What I love about this song are the overlaying of vocals. What I love about the music video is that it is a montage of clips and it's not specific if the artist is speaking for herself or for someone else.

Critical Discourse Ananlysis and whatnots - links

2008-02-21T00:25:00.002-05:00

Wikipedia article of discourse
- "In the social sciences (following the work of Michel Foucault), a discourse is considered to be an institutionalized way of thinking, a social boundary defining what can be said about a specific topic, or, as Judith Butler puts it, "the limits of acceptable speech"—or possible truth. Discourses are seen to affect our views on all things; it is not possible to escape discourse. For example, two notably distinct discourses can be used about various guerrilla movements describing them either as "freedom fighters" or "terrorists". In other words, the chosen discourse delivers the vocabulary, expressions and perhaps also the style needed to communicate. Discourse is closely linked to different theories of power and state, at least as long as defining discourses is seen to mean defining reality itself.

This conception of discourse is largely derived from the work of French philosopher Michel Foucault"

Critical Discourse Analysis
- Brett Dillinger writes an informative article dealing with Critical Discourse Analysis

An even better fount of information exploring Critical Discourse Analysis

Wikipedia article on Post-structuralism
- Any artist that is knowledgeable should know about post-structuralism. They should know at least some information about Derrida and Foucault.
- Much like a signified and the signifier can not be separated, neither can the art work be separated from the art that came before it. We are all latecomers. We are not autonomous beings doing our own thing. We are part of a system of production.

First Advanced Painting Critique

2008-02-16T19:10:00.002-05:00

It was an insightful critique. Now, dissect the meaning of insightful.

in·sight·ful (ĭn-sīt'fəl, ĭn'sīt'-) pronunciation
adj.

Showing or having insight; perceptive.

Issues I am researching due to the insightful critique:

(1) Why is East Carolina University's School of Art & Design claiming it is one of the top public universities for art and design, yet my peers in the class, a 4000 level class, have a lack of grasp concerning semiotics?

- Everything in a painting is supposed to be under critique. This includes the materials and how the materials are used, in relation to the fact that we are all latecomers. This kills me. A class mate asked how can materials be imperialistic.

Imperialism

Policy of systematic domination and exploitation of a country by another country or an empire. Marxists assert that the United States engages in imperialism because powerful U.S. Businesses need to protect their foreign markets.

- How can anyone not understand that the canvas with its frames are NOT an universal symbol? It's a western symbol. It's a symbol that was used to separate the rich from the poor. The rich controlled what went into a museum; therefore, the canvas represents art for the rich. The rich also didn't care about the cultural aspects. They cared about their pleasure and their imperialistic moods. The canvas represents more than art to be put on a wall. It represents production of material made to be presentable in a museum, which has its own codes and regulations.

(2) To branch out from the fact most of the people in the critique didn't give a shit about semiotics, they were all stuck in fine arts mode. If the only items up for discussion in critique involve composition, elements of design, principles of design, and color theory, then what else is there? That's the problem. At least, six of the eighteen people in the room understood the cultural reasons for art.

(3) It's realllly hard for some people in a "painting" class to understand assemblage, collage, and non-traditional materials. Oil is too traditional, unless it is alkyds. There are tons of new materials to use to produce work for the public to benefit. Why does one stick to a material that was used hundreds of years ago. Oil paints carry a lot of charge, much like the canvas.

(4) Abstract and realism don't exist. How can one make art in reality while producing work about something that doesn't exist? If something doesn't exist, then how can it be produced on a support? Realism also doesn't exist because how can events in reality be put in a category when everything relates to reality. To suggest realism exists is to also decide absolutely about abstraction. The mysticism of it all might be wonderful to a naive human going into a haunted house for a first time, but honestly why would a naive person make art? To be naive and an artist, is to be irresponsible.

(5) We, as latecomers, are responsible for the tools we use. We are responsible for the intelligent production of our work. If a car seat can be recalled for defects, art work can also be recalled.

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- Jonathan Cobbs
nate blake

a brief comic relief. don't laugh your teeth out.

2008-02-16T19:08:00.003-05:00

This is ridiculously sick crazy.

Relational Aesthetics

2008-02-06T21:45:00.000-05:00

The semester has been going swell.

Advanced Painting has been having its ups and downs. I am upset over the attitude of some people in the class, especially since I was expecting a class of soon-to-be professional painters. Some of those people aren't aware and aren't trying to be aware of art outside of the studio aka culture. Artists are nothing if they can't realize that they are part of the artworld, which is only the world who produces art is a part. An artist can't critique the institution until they know the issues of the institution. I don't think a third of the class gives a shit.

I am highly interested in Relational Aesthetics. The act of listening to other people and finding solutions ties delightfully in my goals of psychology, sociology, and getting away from the autonomous self. Currently, a few people, including me, are trying to work on an issue involving the maintenance workers in the art building and the issues they face. Our initial inspiration started with the mentioning of hazardous solvents and whatnots in the art building and learning about an artist in NYC who made it her art to maintain. Currently, we are listing questions and figuring out the best route to document the questions we ask and they answer. It is also about more than us asking questions, but the maintenance workers asking us questions.

I think I reached a new level of pissed off

2008-01-17T23:03:00.000-05:00

East Carolina University's School of Art and Design decided to welcome a visiting artist to the building.

The next few paragraphs of text will explain a few events that took place. No names or events have been altered.

Before I begin, let's take a breeze through the visiting artist's website containing his work and summon some assumptions and ponder rhetoric.

http://www.neillslaughter.com/

Neill Slaughter is his name. If you type Neill Slaughter into a search engine, you will get all types of links that give him praise. Hopefully, this blog post will show up amongst those people.

First, Neill Slaughter came to East Carolina University because the somewhat old-fashioned Gil Leebrick thought it was a hot idea to present a mid-career retrospective of Neill Slaughter's work. It was entitled Neill Slaughter: Looking Back.

*gag*

My initial encounter with Neill Slaughter happened when I decided to step into the gallery that was showing the retrospective. I crept into the gallery. I had briefly glanced at his work the day before, but soon discovered I hadn't miss anything. Apparently, there was a Q&A with Neill Slaughter earlier that I had missed, but judging by the evidence I gathered from each person that I attended, I didn't miss a damn thing. From several people with various backgrounds, I gained insight into the world of Neill Slaughter: an autonomous man, who tries to universally connect with the world. Basically, he was trying to deny the existence of the culture that he is very much a part. I heard that he didn't even answer most questions that were asked to him.

The next time I saw Neill Slaughter was shortley after the first. I saw Scott Eagle, Leland Wallin, and Michael Voors, going out the side of the art building with Neill Slaughter. uhhhhh. Leland Wallin and Michael Voors were totally eating it up. Both of them are completely autonomous. They totally love all that traditional shit. I think Scott Eagle eventually realized what Neill Slaughter was all about in life.

The Critiques:

The graduate students were the first to get their work critiqued. Honestly, I was more impressed with their work than Neill Slaughter's shit.

He used plenty of words like enchantment, juicy, and other phrases that I dislike. He also had several references to mysticism. Mysticism as if it is the universal connector and somehow it can be achieved through the art world as if the art world is its on institution separated and transcending everything else that is cultural. It's concept has been tried and has failed. It was first failed with the church and stained glass. The church did not unify.

The undergraduate critiques were horrible. My critique was horrible, because it was like he never heard of art from its non-autonomous standpoint. I only got one of my pieces critiqued, because he was asking me psychoanalytic autonomous questions. "What did Disney do to you?" "When did Disney betray you?" It was all about me me me me me me. He did not understand the cultural significance of making commentary against a company that produces plasticized reality served with idealistic Caucasian, heterosexual, American values. It was horrible.

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His lecture was his real shining moment. There's nothing more impressive than autonomous artist than an autonomous artist who thinks erasing the cultural element of a whole country is appropriate.

I am simply saying that not only has Neill Slaughter portrayed his art work in a racist way, he unknowing portrayed himself in a racist way.

He made a slide presentation. Two slides at a time.

Some quotes from his presentation. I included my thoughts.

"The shanties of India ruin the beautiful architecture of the area. With billions of people, I guess they have to go somewhere." Before this moment, he gave plenty of information about the British invading and taking control over India. He knows that the British caused this poverty, yet he bitches about shanties ruining the architecture. He not only bitches about it, he makes it. Then, he crops out areas of the landscape to "fit" his aesthetics of autonomy.

"For 37 dollars a night, how could I resist staying there?" This was in reference to the cheapness of the room he stayed at while visiting India. This was an artist presentation of a retrospective. It was a freaking travelogue presentation for him.

"These women were untouchables, they were sweeping the streets, not even the roads. I don't even know why. What's the point of sweeping the streets?" They were sweeping the streets, because the women couldn't put their feet on the actual road. They were poor. Neill Slaughter won a Fulbright Scholarship to see India and he didn't even know WHY people were sweeping like that.

"I don't like photorealism, it's too mechanical." It's mechanical, much like the machine that makes the canvas and the machine that mixes the pigments and fills your paint tubes.

"I cropped this out and moved this over to make the composition work better." Neill Slaughtered erased the culture of the people through various methods. He would change the skin color, move buildings, and culture of the Indian people.

What makes me most upset over Neill Slaughter's visit is that the faculty of the painting department did not consult the painting guild once over the decision to bring this bitch into our lives. I mean, the visiting artist would not be possible without student fees made possible by the students.

The artist who came upon decision of the painting guild was McArthur Freeman. He's an artist, who is ten times better than Neill Slaughter and is twenty years younger.

Blackwater

2008-01-16T21:15:00.001-05:00

Blackwater is a private training facility to teach ordinary citizens how to act like military professionals or whatever. It is located in Moyock, NC.

what

the

eff?

Blackwater is hiring and its an equal opportunity employer. Whatever that means. They have a conservative agenda.

The government does hire Blackwater and they are not responsible for the same things the military is responsible for in Iraq.

Blackwater supports the Republican party.

Blackwater is a huge ~~donation base~~ tax write-off.

Blackwater is essentially a corporation that is hired by the government. Then, Blackwater gives money back to the government. That's sickening and incestuous.

2008-01-16T21:07:00.000-05:00

Fall 2007 - Meanings

2008-01-16T20:49:00.000-05:00

My work deal with cultural topics and issues, such as colonialism, racial intolerance, gender identity, intersexuality, skin mutilation, skin intolerance, bromance, homoeroticism, unethical faiths and religions, deconstruction, institutional critique.

My work goes far beyond putting materials on the surface. I am trying to get more into installation, public interactivity, relational aesthetics, and the act of weakening the art work as a spectacle.

My current projects for the first half of this year are dealing mainly with the unethical strains and traditions of Christianity. A few days ago I went to a forum on racial diversity on campus. This forum came days after the second noose on campus was found on campus. The first time a noose was found, the students unraveled the contraption; thus, erasing much evidence of the perpetrators. The noose was found a) before diversity forum, b) close to the weekend of Martin Luther King Jr. Day, and c) on campus. Many details weren't released.

My point has less to do about the noose and much to do with the fact that during the forum, a lot of talk of a certain mythical figure, god, came up as a defense mechanism. I strongly believe in proactive behavior. I do not believe god is a proactive person. In fact, I believe he doesn't do anything because I don't think he exists, much like I don't think the easter bunny hops around giving out easter baskets to little children.

The majority of the people angry at this forum were African Americans. Most of those people brought up Jesus and god. These people obviously don't know that the same oppression that fuels hatred today is a product of the Christianity used to enslave people in Africa. Colonialism is a bitch.

After all the god talk and whatnot, I knew there was a problem in their plan. Religion doesn't unite, because there are too many religions that order its people to believe that other people are wrong. It's easier to sit 500 religious people down and get 99% of them to believe an apple a red than to get the same people to believe 99% of the things someone else in the group believes.

On a lighter note. How about some pics.

Fall 2007 - Life and Times

2008-01-16T20:40:00.000-05:00

Art

Nate Blake

Unethical Christianity

I do apologize for the glare in the upper left corner in some of these images. I don't know what happened. It was a perfect day outside and I was by the window. The glare didn't even show up on the screen.

My Personal DNA

2007-11-16T01:37:00.000-05:00

My personalDNA Report

Facebook Notes Part Dos

2007-10-17T18:06:00.000-04:00

JEFFREY WON PROJECT RUNWAY!
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I am so fucking excited! I love his clothing.

I love love love love his clothing. I would marry his clothing . . . kind of . . . no.
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Barbara Kruger
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Barbara Kruger is still doing art:

Odd enough, my friend and I were talking about that hypocritical love.
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Let me explain why I hate the confederate flag
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The American Civil War was about two opposing forces: The North, which opposed slavery, and the South, which favored slavery. Okay, it should be increasingly obvious as to why I oppose the confederate flag, but I will elaborate some more. The confederate flag was the symbol for the South. The civil war was a battle over slavery. Everytime I see a caucasian individual with that damn flag, I wonder if they are stupid. I get tired of hearing that "rebel" excuse. It's a sign of slavery; therefore, why the hell should anybody feel the need to tell an African American that they should relax on the issue. Get the damn confederate flag off the government buildings. The South lost. The South isn't great.

Why do I dislike living in the South? I dislike living in the South just like I would dislike living in other areas of the United States that contain people that bring their religious issues into politics, that protest homosexuality by putting "God" and "hate" and "fags" in the same sentence, that say they are conservative because it is the Christian thing to do, that believe in the BIBLE yet they say that killing and war is okay, that believe in the BIBLE and say that they are against abortion yet are completely for the death penalty, and that ARE STUPID TO BE ANYTHING BUT A DAMN SHEEP.

Who are these idiot people that think the confederate flag is HOT? I mean, give me a fucking break. If you think presenting the confederate flag shows your southern pride, then you are right? Because nothing screams Southern Pride more than telling the world that you are in fact trash.

I also would like to know what the fuck does it mean when people have those stickers: "Heritage, Not Hate." What does that mean? Their ancestors enslaved people and they fought a war to keep people enslaved? HERITAGE? If the civil war was happening today but in a different country, what side would those confederate flag loving bitches choose? I suppose they would choose to keep people enslaved, but only if they are non-caucasian or whatever.

Also, I dislike the South, because there are too many people that pick and choose what they want to believe. Bigots pick and choose what Bible verses suit them. Bigots pick and choose when to hate homosexuals. They love em some homosexuals when they are going to a drag show, when they are watching Will & Grace, when they are getting customer service from a queen, when they are watching Skip Waters give the weather report, when they get their wedding decorated, when they get their hair done, etc . .

YOU CAN'T PICK AND CHOOSE! Margaret Cho pointed out the problem the best: "It's like when white people took rock n roll form the black people. They were dancing right along with it. 'Yeah, we like your music, but please don't drink out of our water fountain.' "

"Yeah, we like your lifestyle and the services you offer, but please don't come in our churches and get married." Why do THESE heterosexuals think that they are so fucking entitled to a ceremony unionizing them. What's worst than a heterosexual pretending to be friends with homosexuals but stabbing them in the back by practice inequality are HOMOSEXUALS that support Bush and the asshole Christian bigot inequality movement and the bullshit. Fuck Bush. Fuck people with a conservative political agenda of hate and inequality.

FUCK PEOPLE WITH A CONSERVATIVE POLITICAL AGENDA OF HATE AND INEQUALITY!
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Muzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzik
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Tricky "Excess"

"Tricky :
I believe in
I deceive in
Bottom weaving
I can breathe in
Make a wish in
Flower fishing
Moving vibration
Mild relation
Im jamaican on your radio station
Got a curse in
Could be worse in
You first
In a hearse in
Good as dead in
Nothing left in
Nothing left in
Some be heading
I need a head rest in
And a feed from a warm breast
A man making hits
For the childhood of hicks
Underground like
Whos it sound like
You all sound the same
But you dont know my name

Stephanie mckay:
I believe in people lying
I believe in people dying
I believe in people trying
I believe in people crying

Alanis morissette:
Ah

Stephanie mckay:
I believe in people balking
I believe in people talking

Alanis morissette:
Ah

Stephanie mckay:
I believe in people breathing
I believe in people being

Tricky:
We all sound the same
You dont know my name
Rearrange and
Things dont change
Things remain
Feel the strain
Stress
Catch my breath
(therell be a new tale of)
Get some rest
(he and I)
From the mess
(in fact any time)
I couldnt care less
(every day)
Sugar cane
(write fictional stories)
Is like smack to my vein
Shook fame
(if you want to)
But I dont complain
(on the street)

Stephanie mckay:
I believe in different reasons
I believe in breath through seasons
I believe when snow flakes fall
I believe in buildings tall

Alanis morissette:
Ah

Stephanie mckay:
I believe in people bombing
I believe in people warring
I believe diseases coming
I believe thats why Im running

Alanis morissette:
Ah

Stephanie mckay:
Keep living

Alanis morissette:
Ah

Stephanie mckay:
Keep living

Tricky:
(alanis morissette in the background)
You gotta ask
(therell be a new tale of)
Before he attacks
(he and I)
You got the flats
(in fact any time)
Dub my sacks
(every day)
Youve got the city
(writing fictional stories)
Move out of the country
Im scrunching
(if you want to)
Friends that are punchy
(on the street)

Stephanie mckay:

I believe in people falling
I believe in people warring
I believe diseases coming
I believe thats why Im running

Alanis morissette:
Ah

Stephanie mckay:
I believe in people balking
I believe in people talking

Alanis morissette:
Ah

Stephanie mckay:
I believe in people breathing
I believe in people being

Alanis morissette:
Ah

Stephanie mckay:
Keep living...
Back to top"

I like this song because of the layers of vocal. I always like wonderfully written lyrics that are sung by a voice that is rustic with other feminine voices. The back beats are also magical. I am a trip hop freak.

Today has been a BT, Madison Park, Underworld, Tricky, Carl Cox, Christian Aguilera, Kylie Minogue, Widelife day.

- Jon
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"SHUT UP!" "Whatchu gonna do? Gonna beat me with the baby?" "YES"
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"ERIE, Pennsylvania - A woman used her 4-week-old baby as a weapon in a domestic dispute, swinging the infant through the air and striking her boyfriend with the child, authorities said.

The boy was in serious but stable condition Monday at Children’s Hospital in Pittsburgh, police said.

“Never, never, never. I can never remember anything like this,” District Attorney Bradley Foulk told the Erie Times-News.

Chytoria Graham, 27, of Erie, was charged with aggravated assault, reckless endangerment and simple assault. She was held Monday in the Erie County Jail in lieu of $75,000 bail.

The infant, whose name was not released, suffered a fractured skull and some bleeding in the brain, authorities said. His head hit Graham’s boyfriend, the baby’s father, police Lt. Dan Spizarny said.

Authorities removed four other children from Graham’s home and placed them with the Erie County Office of Children and Youth, Foulk said."

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That's really sad. In the past, I have made jokes about using babies as weapons. Now, I am not very sure about those jokes. What made them funny was the fact that my friends and I couldn't imagine somebody actually fucking up a baby, an innocent suckling, to defend in an attack.

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People actually knew about Mark Foley's dangerous internet activities. SAD!

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I just committed suicide
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9:11pm Sunday, Oct 8, 2006 | Edit Note | Delete
AND all the people that I tagged helped me!

The full story:

Cassy called me to come over and so that she can do me for her project. I had to pick Corinna and Dez up on the way. I picked them up. We got there. Cassy and Carly's family were still there from VA. It was good seeing all them again. They are all really comical characters. I ate their one slice of pizza after having it reasonably offered. The family left.

Carly made some non-alchy beverages. Cassy and Corinna stirred up the mixture for the blood. DEZ stayed in the living room doing homework. They betch is sooo committed to doing her best, but she should have been soooo committed on me committing suicide! Anyways, we start the taping.

I end up the shower. The idea is to have me slice my jugular vein. The results were excellent. Some segments looked grossly realistic. I am going to post some photos that Corinna shot later. Hopefully, Cassy will have a video up later.

In this note: Cassy Magee (notes), Carly Magee (notes), Corinna Aiken (notes), Desirée Racine Higgs (notes)
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Legends - Chris Cox - Good Times
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Saturday Night was really swell. Greg and I went out to Legends in Raleigh to enjoy the fabulous mix concoctions of Chris Cox.

We knew Legends was going to packed; therefore, other than ordinarily going out at 12:00AM, we decided to head out an hour early. That didn't mean that there wasn't a line outside the club. That's okay. The normal club kid talk outside was fine and hearing and seeing the bass boom against the steel. We got to the door and like every damn club they lied on the phone about the entry fee. I sudden inflation of prices, you know? That was okay, of course.

Legends was insanely crowded and getting on the dance floor was next to impossible. Greg and I decided to get our usual non-alcoholic beverages. He stood around and looked around until our friends, Sammy and Kelly, showed up. At that point, they had to get their damn drinks. BLAH! Another hour went by and finally they were ready to dance. We danced in an area surrounded by shirtless meth junkies and I was fine. Sammy and Kelly complained of claustrophobia and other crap. I decided to stay up there and dance. Fifteen minutes or so I was being violated and molested by somebody. I didn't even know, but my boyfriend saw it. Lucky, for me, because the guy wasn't my boyfriend AND he wasn't all that hot.

Time goes by sooo slowly . . .

Finally, our friend, Taylor Shanelle, went out to the dancefloor, which is 75% less populated than earlier. The only people out there was X-Poppers, Meth-heads, and the diehard dance fans (me). I love to get down over a lot of space. I don't want people cramping my bubble.

That was all that happened Saturday night.

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Gay Pride
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I went to Gay Pride today in Durham, North Carolina. I really enjoyed the event.

We got in Durham around 10:30AM. We didn't know where to go exactly, but we followed the lesbians and sisters twisting. Finally, we arrived at a collage of tents. I am surprised that for an event of this magnitude that were only eight portapotties. That's really not satisfactory. I held my waste until I could find a bathroom that was indoors, had working plumbing, and was NOT used in rapidity.

Anyways, I got an awesome messenger bag for being interviewed about my sex life. You know the typical questions people are asked, IF THEY ARE A GAY MALE : "How many partners have you had in the last 12 months?","Do you wear a condom every time you have anal intercourse?", "If you were tested for HIV, what status would you have?","How sure are you of this status?" . . . BUT THE BAG HAD TOTAL BETCH RIGHTS!

ANYWAYS, booths were giving out a lot of lube, condoms, pens, and pencils. It was crazy. I think I need to give those condoms out to people that REALLY need them. I also signed up for a genetic testing project because I am a gay male with a gay brother. I actually have two. They are going to send me a package with DNA tools and stuff. It's going to be crazygeneticcool.

THE PARADE DRAMA:

We were informed that the parade was starting at 1PM. We decided to find a place to sit at 12:40PM. Across the street were bigots! SEPARATE SODOMY AND GOD! TO LIE WITH A MAN AS WITH A WOMAN IS A SIN! BLAH BLAH BLAH! The guy that was sitting next to my group was talking about how the bigots screamed out "Jesus paid" to him and the guy responded with "Then, how come the bills are still coming in the mail?!" LOVE IT!

But yeah, the bigots were all yelling and screaming and hooting and hollering out and holding up signs about all things anti-gay. Before the parade actually started, two females started making out! The crowd went wild. It was beautiful.

The parade started and the bigots bring out their damn megaphones and bibles with select passages marked. The first group in the parade were gays in motorcycles and they just REV'ed the hell out of them right in front of those bigots. That really got the bigots upset. It's mid-parade and the bigots knew that they weren't winning so that forced them to yell louder and put their posters higher. A bunch of gay people and supporters start forming a chain to block the posters. The bigots couldn't handle that. Eventually,the police had to assist the GBLT.

After years of having Daniel Wiggins on my LJ, myspace, and facebook, I finally got to meet him to face to face. It's cool to actually combinate worlds with other people. Nobody knows what the futuere will bring or who the future will bring.

This was my first Gay Pride. I have a better understanding of why Gay people are pissed off. I was pissed off, but now I am super pissed off at these bigot idiot people. Believe me, I am not saying Christians, because there were several gay-friendly Christian organizations at Pride. These betches were from the Bush loving crowd. Oh . . . oh . . . oh and by the way, BUSH IS A FUCKING IDIOT TOOL.

Later dolls,

Jon
In this note: Daniel Wiggins (notes)
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ALL FOUR OF THEM - Project Runway
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All four of them made it to Olympus Fashion Week! I am excited, but also let down. I mean . . . they shouldn't have had a show. They should have told me nobody was going to be eliminated.
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BEYONCE!
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Facebook Notes Part Uno

2007-10-17T18:05:00.000-04:00

Drag Show - Donnasaye
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2:25am Saturday, Sep 23, 2006 | Edit Note | Delete
Thursday night, my boyfriend and I picked up Donnasaye for her blast from the past debut at Great American Mining Company. It's not really as if Donnasaye has been laying dead. She's been doing shows in Carteret County. Anyways, we drove from Greenville to pick her up in Morehead City.

Friday, we five fingered Ross, Michael's, Shoe Carnival, and Sally's. Donnasaye got ready around 7PM. It's quite awesome seeing a man turn into a queen. I have seen it many times, but it amazes me every time. We headed to the bar around 10:45PM. What a waste of time. The club was almost empty. Around 12AM people actually started coming in. I saw some people I recognized from facebook. I am really sorry if any of you recognized me but I did not say anything. I am really shy when it comes to talking to people. I am honestly not a bitch.

Donnasaye did a really good job. The crowd seemed thrilled with the dance numbers. I suppose I will post photos from the show if any of you want to see them.

- Jon
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What the hell?
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I am wondering why people support "president" Bush?

I am still perplexed by this thought. Are people blind to the fact that Bush tries to appeal to multiple groups of people that are unrelated. He appeals to the right wing radical Christians by saying he is going to erase gay marriage and abortion. Give me a fucking break. A president can not dictate marriage. A president can not tell a woman what she can and can not do to her body. Reproductive rights are up to a woman. I think it's even more funny that a wealthy caucasian heterosexual religious zealot man is trying to tell me, somebody of a complete opposite position, how I should live my life. The only difference between Bush and some democrat in office is that hopefully a democrat won't bring religion as a fucking issue. Keep religion out of the government. I am going to go far as saying that radical Christianity is fucking up this country. God is this and God is that? Would GOD want this war? If these radical Christians would open up the BIBLE, that they love so damn much that they pick and choose which verses they love, and turn to the END (Revelations) they would see that there will NEVER be peace in the middle east.

Bush also tries to appeal to war loving people by trying to dominate every country possible. Bush *hearts* megalomania. Bush *hearts* disguising his invasive policies by saying that he is trying to give countries democracy and blah blah blah.

Bush tries to appeal to the common person by promising tax cuts. Woot! Let's fuck up the world and like it because I get a couple of dollars saved next year.

Bush is rediculous and he is not Republican, he is a hypocritical idiot with a hidden agenda pushed deeper in his ass than the deepest oil drill in Iraq.

I am sick of Bush and his lies about equality. His idea of equality = Radical Christian Equality. You are considered an equal in this country in Bush's eyes if you are (A) Christian (B) Heterosexual, and (C) Wealthy. You have to be a special type of Christian. You have to love Christianity so much that you can't even apply it to your life without being a hypocrite. You have to be a good little heterosexual, also. You have to not only have to be heterosexual, but also be fake to homosexuals by acting like they are okay, but behind their back you say you HATE GAY MARRIAGE AND THEM KISSING AND THEM BEING HAPPY! Fuck pretentious religious cunts. If you don't like me for who I am and the things I do, then get the fuck away from me. Bush especially loves you if you have money, because he needs more money to run his terror machine. That's right, I said it Bush is the terror machine. Get on his bandwagon or suffer. I am suffering. I might not be suffering how poor children in third world countries, but I am suffering seeing people support Bush.

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Hurtful - Art Majors
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2:08pm Monday, Sep 11, 2006 | Edit Note | Delete
Sometimes I really wonder what certain people's intentions are concerning me and their life. Art majors are fickled. My friend told me that two artists should never go out together because they will both have emotional issues. Luckily, I have a boyfriend and need not worry about sex'ing and loving with another artist. It's about as hard to find friends in the Jenkins building, and even harder to find gay friends. Females are easy for me to get to know. Males are ridiculous. I guess they have gaydar and don't want to talk to me. I guess they figure nodding their heads as we grace the hall as being cordial enough. Yeah, then when we get in class they won't say another fucking word to me. Am I suppose to love being an acquaintance? Am I suppose to love being on these people's D-List? No, I rather flick these people off or be completely neutral to their existence.
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I am going to transfer all 83 of my notes from facebook to here

2007-10-16T03:22:00.000-04:00

Yes, tomorrow, I am going to transfer all of my notes. This should start be on the path of starting up a full time blog. I am trying to have a larger audience, because right now I am not aware of an audience.

Mostly, I am trying to have this blog geared to the art and creative-minded individual. I'll have political elements, lots of rants of my life, and of course photos and viral video uploads.

I'm an artist.
I'm bisexual.
I'm an atheist.
I'm a bitch.

Let's get on with this.

I have moved and whatnot

2007-06-10T15:22:00.000-04:00

A month ago my boyfriend and I broke up. We went our separate but equal ways. He now lives in Raleigh. I live in a kick ass house with two cool room mates. I have my own bedroom. I share my bathroom with one room mate.

Life is good.

what is looks like

2007-05-15T14:08:00.000-04:00

These are a few photos from various places and events. The cute Asian lady is one of my best gal pals Mei Mei.

Whatev

2007-04-28T13:59:00.000-04:00

This semester is almost over.

I will be posting images of some of paintings later.

Mink Stole Montage

2007-04-21T12:33:00.001-04:00

First Post - Formal Introduction and First Impression

2007-04-21T10:22:00.000-04:00

My name is Jonathan Cobbs. I am an art student at East Carolina University in Greenville, North Carolina. I am currently 21 years old.

I am creating this blog to post odd and queer sites to provoke the mind. I am going to be posting edgy ramblings and other ideas that come into my mind. I hope to have this blog frequented by people at the art department at my university and others that are interested in odd things.

I am also creating this blog because it looks a lot more snazzier than livejournal and because Jesus told me to do it. Whatev.