3 years ago when I initially started this blog my very first post was about a 'wild' night out of venturing beyond the coop to see Mac Demarco perform at an old bar and venue in Pioneer Town called Pappy & Harriet's. This was at the dawn of my 16 year old self, truly tasting the sweetness of freedom for the very first time. 3 years later as of yesterday, I finally went back. I thought it would be sentimental to write about my experience and, not to mention, yesterday evening was also quite a thought provoking and note worthy night. Single and ready to mingle never hit so close to home. As of late, I've discovered a new sense of independence within myself. Maybe it's the subconscious thought that I'll be up and outta here sooner then I can even imagine. Yet, whatever it is, I've been incredibly more talkative to strangers. I'm one of those introvert/extrovert types. It comes in waves. Any-who, the whole reason I even drove out to the place was to see the female front running band The Regrettes. My long time trustie desert rat pal, Mark, not only introduced the group to me but also was kind enough to secure my ticket to the show. So myself, Mark and our other fellow desert dwelling pal Sonja ventured on out to the high desert. Pappy & Harriets is a considerably small venue, so meeting the artists that are performing is almost a given. As soon as we stepped foot out of the car we ran into lead singer of the band, Lydia Knight. Mark proceeded to fan girl as I was more baffled by her beauty and the fact that she was younger then me. Not that it matters, it's just striking when you meet an 18 year old thats already amounted to such a high level of fame. We continued on our journey inside. At the door I was initially expecting to be greeted by much larger and intimidating male security guards ready to give us a routine pat down. But, was pleasantly surprised when there was a group of almost overly delightful mothers running the door. Once stepping inside I continued to be surprised by the sheer amount of parents at this show. I guess it had completely slipped my mind that with seeing a group of performers that were already younger then me, that would mean the audience would be an age to match. I just figured that with seeing a band that has lines like "well you can just go fuck yourself" most parents would just opt out and just pick up their kids after the show. But surprisingly I joyously watched many parents sing along to some of the most vulgar songs all night long. It was progressive, and pretty rad. However, it's been proven that parents still don't take too much of a liking to moshing. The highlight of the night however was not the music but the meeting of one particularly magical and generous woman. She was the new band manager for the opening group Hot Flash Heat Wave. I met her on my solo adventure for food and after complimenting my outfit and energy I was instantly drawn in. We chit chatted for a while and after a few exchanges I popped the question, "do you happen to know what the food situation is here?" and man, did she hook it up. Gifting me with a lunch pass giving me the ability to order a meal, a piece of dangerously delicious chocolate cake and drinks (coffee, being my drink of choice) all free of charge. As the night went on we continued to run into each other. Each time to admire the desert night sky, particularly the beautiful fade of orange to blue as the moon began to rise that evening. I thank this beautiful gypsy woman for making the night just that more memorable. Beyond her generosity meeting her really started to make me think. Going to events like this are great opportunities to get to know people my age that are within whatever the current 'scene' and make connections. Well, more friends hopefully, but whatever the relationship is it's an opportunity to collaborate with other people artistically and maybe ACTUALLY make an impact. Just the further motivation I needed to get my own work out there and hopefully collaborate with people that share the same artistic morals as myself. Today I recuperated. After last evenings happenings I was exhausted. But, instead of sleeping the day away I proceeded to fuel my meat suit body with not 1, not 2 but 3 Cappuccinos with 2 shots of Espresso. I went to downtown Palm Springs where I spent the day trying on expensive clothing, coffee shop hopping for wifi to write this blog post, and treating myself to a very delicious meal at Grand Central Cafe. Savory French toast with the perfect amount of everything. Savory spicy hollandaise sauce with a berry compote on French toast and served with a breaded poached egg and cauliflower on a bed of greens. What can I say, I'm a foodie. I'll spend money on good meal over an expensive dress any day. Food porn. oh yeah baby. $800 (sale price) dress I was very tempted to buy.
I'm feeling quite motivated by my ever changing life in this moment. and how jittery I am from all this coffee.
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My good ol' pal Sunny has really struck quite a streak of inspiration within me recently. She started making these life music video thingies and it seemed like a great way to reminisce on small snapshots taken on our digital devices in an artistic way. I liked the idea so of course jumped on the band wagon. Doing as so, I was almost forced to be reminded of my pervious hysterical and cringe worthy attempt at a youtube channel. This platform carries 5 years worth of somewhat heartwarming and questionable videos made by yours truly. It truly showcases the many phases one can go through, highlighting the change within someone through the ages of 14 to... well now almost 20 years old. So here we go again. For those of you trying to preview my cringiest of videos, don't get too excited. Most of the material is on complete private lockdown. But I have kept up only a few gems (and high school projects) that I actually consider videos I kinda like, or just find interesting to keep public from points of my life. Enjoy. Oh yeah, I'm going to school for art. Here's some raunchy comics and collages that I've managed to pull outta my ass over the course of last school year. "Day Trip" my first real attempt at a comic. Collage portrait I did of my beautiful bad ass, amazingly talented and beautiful friend/fellow starving artist Eva. "Mistits Mock Poster" Illustration final. "Going Out" start of my second semester of my sophomore year in college, first project for my comics class! "Feed Me" a hazy play on Little Shop of Horrors. Some strange collages from my unconscious for my 2D Foundations class. "King Phatty Rat Baby" "7 Things I Did Instead of my Final Project" based on a true story... was literally finished within the 48 hours prior to my final comic critique. "Political Portrait" final project for my 2D Foundations class.
Sending myself an optimistic message. Can't wait to see what this upcoming school years classes will cause me to produce. I am becoming Venus... and learning to love myself the way others do. I am overwhelmed yet overjoyed this comfortable feeling is a sure sign that I must leave and ride the positive wave of love onto my next joineries. There’s a lot of growth that comes out of being uncomfortable... shit is never easy but I don’t want it to be. Aspirations. of remembering sensations, when we gazed upon the distant constellations the moonlight aura engulfed me and so did you. Setting my own boundaries for the safety of my sanity noticing I’m treating someone the way I don’t want to be treated life’s situations mirrors our own realties positive and negative I don’t think I’ve ever been in love until I met someone that made me feel the- and then you walked in. I AM a young oak growing through and with the oddities of life. Morning affirmations, finding the beauty in loneliness while realizing my vast presence of endless affection nothing is ever as bad as it seems coming face to face with my spirituality and finding it interesting how it’s loyalty meets me when I am feeling my most independent. I fucking love my independence as much as I love feeling dependent. I need
to get more Faber Castells. Thinking about this moment my life has been changed I’m answering questions that I didn’t know needed to be answered everything feels so natural I’ve seen the fractals of love I am weightless and carefree forever I am healing. These are just a few of the many scribbles of thoughts and feelings I’ve jotted down within the past year. One that I would consider my most transformative. I have been able to experience such immense growth away from technology but am now inspired to write and share digitally once again. As my life journey soon will sweep me away to Montreal, I feel incredibly motivated to write (or type) about my wondrous encounters, visual sensations, feelings of emotions... the good the bad and the ugly. |