2.18.2007

No style.

At what point do we as artists discontinue the observation of our own selves? Draw in what is directly in front of you. In the digital age it is very possible to see ourselves in so many different directions. There is nothing to learn and grow from except the things which are observed and recognized as being a part of the desired self. These are, as a friend of mine said, nothing more than fortune cookie lines without a chinese translation on the back. Everything is getting better all the time.

2.12.2007

The McCartney Love/Hate

Which of the Karamazov Brothers was Paul that he could appear so lovingly and yet have generated so much resentment. We'd all have to think of him, in relation to the others, as Alyosha. My conjecture is that he is Smerdyakov more probably. Not because he is a bastard maybe child of a genius drunkard. Paul is Smerdyakov for the duality to his personality which all of us know must exist. And he hides it away. Smerdyakov is the only brother who is truly two-faced.

And So I believe that Paul is both Smerdyakov and Alyosha. John has to be Ivan and more likely Dmitri outside of the band, where passion can come full force. John does not believe in Alyosha. John is maybe too truthful.

In Regards to Smerdyakov: he was one-facedly evil as far as his particular will to commit murder. Though the other brothers share a degree of guilt, Dmitri's stall at the window exculpates him. Ivan is Guy in Strangers on a Train - sufficient reason to doubt any explicit knowledge of murder. Freud disagrees, all of them share in that little bit of evil.

Maybe John fooled himself into thinking he didn't believe in Alyosha.

2.11.2007

You're feelin' good.

A guard in the Hartley who was rocking to the funk let me know that, for my information, he could immitate a perfect James Brown, dance-move-wise. I then asked him if he had seen Dreamgirls, hoping to identify about Eddie Murphy being good. He was somewise upset that I brought it up. Probably he was mourning James Brown's death, unimpressed, "I mean, Eddie Murphy. He's silly."

........Anna Nicole Smith.

2.02.2007

The Lord's Prayer and Time

I could stare at anything for hours, but could never find any justification for doing so. Take, for example, the thousands of years that we've been reading the lord's prayer. It has dissapeared from my conscious realm, but can never possibly escape me, having been drilled so deep. We have read a single sentence of Freud for 3.5 hours in my Middle Eastern Comparative Literature course. The instructor told us, "I have not read Freud for a thousand years yet, but i'm hopeful. Maybe together we can reach something."