January 2011
147 posts
14 tags
13 tags
7 tags
Ma Tante →
Art outside the apartment:
My aunt Camille Przewodek has been invited to instruct for American Artist Magazine’s 2011 Weekend with the Masters and has a little chateau in Provence. Tough life!
Click the link to check it out!
6 tags
December 2010
138 posts
6 tags
XOXO?
X: I hope that we work in the real world.
O: I don't understand what that means.
X: Well, right now we are apart, but when I move here... if it doesn't work out...
O: Why wouldn't it?
X: It would break my heart.
6 Months later
X: I don't know if I can be with you forever. I know that I have said that before but so much has happen.
In O's head: Again, I don't understand what that means.
5 tags
All Night Long Toliet Disco
The essay that lowered my GPA and my self-esteem. (Forgive me if I’ve posted this. I wrote it in November of 2007.)
I puffed a long drag from my half-lit cigarette, too mentally exhausted after a five-month European adventure to truly take notice that the ember of my cigarette resembled a crescent rather than a full moon. With my brazen ability I had always managed to bend the laws that...
10 tags
New Year Eve Eve
If there is a day that I hate more than my birthday (but really thank you everyone for always throwing me a surprise birthday when I am wearing a face mask), it is New Year Eve. How can you start any year correctly when you are at some cheesy lounge stuffed with girls in fake tiaras and too many men with digis? My new year is starting tonight with a bottle of 2005 Bordeaux and myself in New York...
1 tag
Not Home.
It will take way to long to figure out the HTML coding to make my blackberry post (“Home”) into a normal post, therefore… my apologies for grammar, spelling, punctuation, e.g., diaspora.
PS It is really bad. Remind me to never write on my blackberry again. Thank you!
13 tags
16 tags
Home.
(Written on blackberry sooo to be edited soon.)
“Home for the holidays” is an oxymoron. My home is no longer Troy, MI. I referred to New York as my home as soon as I had landed with robust luggage at JFK. I’m no Woody Allen, but I’m still a New Yorker$
William Anastasi once told me that true New Yorkers aren’t born and raised here; they migrate similarly to the...
11 tags
9 tags
11 tags
4 tags
7 tags
6 tags
11 tags
13 tags
5 tags
Black Friday.
So… nearly two days ago, I went Christmas shopping. I had learned about “Black Friday” since I knew that Santa Claus didn’t exist. I never actually went shopping on the day, and I didn’t this year.
So assuming that I am intellegent to realize what a crowded department store would be, I would like to state that the only “black” days before the holidays...
10 tags
11 tags
Thank you...
To everyone who has been and is there for me. You mean the world to me.
14 tags
15 tags
Everyone has been there.
It isn’t trite though. You thought that someone would be there forever and to hear those words, “I don’t know if I want to be with you forever anymore.”
You messed up too many times. You are the only one to blame.
Is it also wrong to think that your loved one is making a mistake? Furthermore, if he or she knows it may end, is it fair for him to keep loving you.
...
2 tags
3 tags
hy-u-0-ook-kuh-deactivated20110 asked: not really a question, but I really enjoy your blog!
1 tag
1 tag
11 tags
11 tags
6 tags
Annoying!
Remember when I used to post things that really annoyed me, e.g., steam pipes. Well one thing I find mad irritating is when I am trying to help someone by pitching an art article to NY Mag about him and he decides that he would rather spend over three hours at “dinner” rather then even respond via text and let me know when he will be available.
This is why I am happy that the owner...
13 tags
13 tags
11 tags
11 tags
18 tags
12 tags
4 tags
17 tags
13 tags
