Monday, November 16, 2009

I have a deep and profound love of furniture.

I think it started when my mom got a subscription to Dwell magazine. I'm looking at a November 2007 issue right now and it features lovely articles about going green, low-income housing in Brooklyn, and the renovation of an LA warehouse into a loft owned by a fashion photographer and his husband. That article in particular doesn't even mention how much the build cost them, but I know for a fact that the sexy lounge chair in their living room costs $3,699.
In every issues they run ads for stores like Modernica and Hive. $1,645 for an end table? Bullshit!

I got this two-tier end table at my local Goodwill for only $2.99


Then a few weeks later I found another two-tier end table for $9.99. This one is a beauty, and it's made with real wood!

When I bought this one it looked as if someone had been murdered on it. So my dad and I spent a few days fixing it up. I really should have taken a 'before' picture of the table. It looked awful and I didn't anticipate my dad's intentions to fix it up so thoroughly. When we finished I asked him to make me a list of what exactly we did and all the materials we used...
1. citrus strip, to take off the old finish.
2. scape the old finish off with plastic scraper.
3. sand using 320-400 sand paper. also use steal wool.
4. spray the legs and stretchers with flat black spray paint.
5. finish - tung oil or spray.
Then he signed and dated the list.

Saturday, November 14, 2009

from one blog to another.

i can't even remember when i created the thing. five years ago maybe. i think it was after pre-college. i probably joined because it was similar to one of those fleeting impulses you get to join friendster or hotmail. you joined because all your new arty friends had one and you mainly used it to drunkenly complain about your life. well, that's what i used my livejournal account for. i think i only made about one post per year. so in that sense i 'had' a journal, but i didn't really 'have' a journal. whenever i made a post it would usually be angsty-gay-one-liners regarding whatever gf i had at the time. my whole life is about embarrassment clearly.
i realized that i don't even look at livejournal anymore. so the other day i deleted it. then the next day i quickly un-deleted my deleted journal because i wanted to retrieve the one post that i remember liking.
while scanning through all of my typed up teenage vomit, i came across stuff like "i've been drinking too much, getting a beer belly...the fourth season of the l word starts tonight and i'm super duper excited... "
i thought, "god, this is the gayest thing ever." but for the past couple of years i only kept the journal to check the postings of the 'tegan & sara' group and postsecret which is also pretty gay. now it's deleted from my life.
so from one blog to another comes my formal re-posting of the only post from my livejournal account that i ever liked. it's by far the longest/most detailed story i put on there, and it's mostly about being a jackass with my friend Jeremy. plus! it's 'Christmas in Vermont' themed, which is right around the corner.


"so yesterday jeremy calls me and says "there's a nativity scene that we have to steal the baby jesus from!". and i said "yesssss!". he came by the store to pick me up and it was already dark out. i thought we would be going to a church in town, but in fact we were only driving two blocks down the street to the barber shop. the woman that owns it is extremely religious and there was a very elaborate nativity scene out front. the scene was lit up like gold and it seemed like holy rays were coming out of the baby's head. so we knew we had to take action. we were parked right out front and leaped out of the car while no one was watching. i grabbed the baby, stuffed him inside of my coat, and ran like hell. jeremy grabbed the blanket/cradle thing that he was sleeping on. we got to the car and quickly opened the back door and placed the baby on the floor, knowing he would have fun sliding around. with our new lust for life we knew we had to get some beer. so we went to maplefields, which is owned by ultra-conservative-creepy people, and we bought two 32oz cans of miller high life. we then quickly made up our minds and decided that we should find another baby jesus to steal so our friend in the back wouldn't get lonely. we drove down the mountain road and came to the catholic church and we turned into their parking lot. their nativity scene was in a creche and wasn't lit very well and the figures appeared to be made of wood. we were dismayed to see that there was no baby jesus, so we didn't know what to do. we were about to leave when i said "why don't you just take one of the other ones. take mary. the kid needs a mother!" so jeremy screamed with excitement, got out of the car, scooped mary up, and dumped her in my lap. then we were off again. as we were trying to leave three cars came into the parking lot. jeremy said "look in the other direction! look deeply into the other direction!" as we pulled out i noticed that one of the cars had stopped in front of the scene and i got a little nervous.
so there was the baby jesus, mary, jeremy, and i roaring down the streets. we were basically joyriding through stowe, which we did all the time in high school, and it's something that gives jeremy a real thrill. but this time it was a little more exciting, plus we had beer. jeremy was getting very nervous and decided that we should drop the kid and his mom off at my house. so we did, and put jesus and his mommy on the granite table in my mud room. i thought it would be a nice surprise for my parents when they got home. so we drove off into the night once more and jeremy said "we should put the empty beer can where the jesus was!". and i thought that was a nice idea. so we drove back to the barber shop and i threw the can out the car window and it hit one of the lambs in the head. it didn't make it to the spot where the baby was so i jumped out of the car and put the new baby in it's right place. all this while there was a parade of people coming down the street. oh well.
so after all this excitement jeremy decided it was time for him to go to essex and have sex with a boy he met on myspace. and apparently this boy has also had sex with jeremy's younger stepbrother. interesting.
so i went home. and when i got there my mom was standing in front of the baby and his mother and pointing at them. she had a look on her face like i taken a dump where they were sitting.
she said "those are really freaking me out. put them outside." then later my dad came home and they made me tell them where i got them from. this made them really angry and said that if i didn't put them back we would have bad luck forever. my dad is very italian and superstitious. so i made my dad come with me and sit in the car while i brought them back. he held them both in his lap like they were real people.
so once again i was back at the barber shop and once again the baby jesus was hiding in my coat like i was breast feeding him. this time i just walked over and put the baby where the beer can was, and i put the beer can in my coat. i said sorry to the baby and got in the car. when we got to the catholic church there were over 100 cars parked there. this made me a little terrified and i asked my dad if i could put mary back in the morning. but he made me get out of the car and put her back. the people in the church must have thought she went for a walk or something.
when i got home i actually ended up feeling really bad about what jeremy and i had done. so i got drunk and crawled over to the couch where my mother was and said "the baby jesus must hate me". she said "no it's fine". and my dad said "it's like you took them on a nice adventure. they got to experience life outside of the nativity scene." today i'm just sad that i didn't get to have my picture taken with the baby jesus."

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Bedrooms. (A new series).


I just spent weeks renovating my entire room. In the process of doing this I think I got rid of/sold/good willed over half of my belongings. This renovation was long over due, but because of my chronic procrastination problem, well you know...
I was overwhelmed to say the least. Now I'm actually quite happy with it, and I even enjoy spending time in my room now.

And so, due to sheer boredom and not having any other subjects to photograph, I've once again reverted to making art about myself. Seems to be a theme in my work. Oh well, take from it what you will. More words and pictures to come soon. I promise.

Saturday, July 4, 2009

Flowers.

Pictures I took of my Mom's flowers.
















Tuesday, June 23, 2009

cat face.

Interstate 89

I just got a Nikon D5000 in the mail. My dad found a really good deal on ebay. The camera came with a really nice lens as well as many other accessories.
This is a short pixelation I made using the camera, but a lot of the shots are out of focus. I'm still learning.

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Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Before I had a job.


This was my weekly schedule before I got a job at Spiritus Fermenti. Film work in Rhode Island has been very slow for the past five months. Now I live and work in a basement. Though it's nice climate-wise because basements stay cold and the weather is on fire outside.

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Friday, April 10, 2009

Ephemeral.

This is a short video I made during my Junior year in a digital media course I was taking at the time. One of the teacher's told me about this 'little gem' of a website called Prelinger Archive. It contains thousands of royalty-free videos which you can download and use for your own creation. I made this using only 1950's ephemeral films made for teenage girls.

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Monday, March 23, 2009

30 Second Videos.

This is a small collection of 30 second videos I have made in the past few years.

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Thursday, March 19, 2009

entertainment


Watch Child Genius [Part 1] in Entertainment  |  View More Free Videos Online at Veoh.com












Wednesday, March 18, 2009