Thursday, January 21, 2010

Making A Statement

For the past couple of weeks, I tried to put together a nice blog about the relationships between imagination & decay. I wasn't happy with it. Why? I think it's because my blog says something about me, and I don't know if I was comfortable with that something being an obsession with rusting toaster ovens and the unfathomable atrocities of human history. Furthermore, I worked for hours and hours (and more hours) trying to string together the components of the concept; it was tedious and strained and surprisingly not as rewarding as I expected all of the effort to be. So clearly, I didn't feel contended with the representation of myself that was taking shape. Under oath, yes, I do love crooked mailboxes and dabble occasionally in tracking down eighty-nine-year-old, non-functioning cameras on e-bay. BUT I wanted to do something that truly excited me for this blog and obviously, that wasn't it!

So - a fresh attempt and I'm really psyched, this is going to be all about how we see ourselves (and want to be seen by others) through the stuff we choose to surround ourselves with. It's not a space where I'm going to trash materialism and righteously preach the intrinsic value of the human spirit when not weighed down by our oppressive, stuff-ridden world. I'm actually very interested in why and how these frameworks are meaningful, and what the consequences (positive and negative) are of constructing identity by way of association. I like (as I continue to remind you all) old things, mismatched socks, dresses, french toast, origami, laughing so hard that my stomach hurts, sleeping in a boat, those little birds that hang out in parking lots, unusual words (like defenestration and quixotic), green things, etcetera. I also like being a female but sometimes like to think about what it would be like to be a boy (mostly because I always wanted to be a superhero and all of the coolest ones are boys); I've accumulated a number of underrated instruments and that brings me great satisfaction; I work at a small public library and I shelve books; these aren't useless things, but it is fascinating that, without even thinking about it, we allow them to become us - want them to become us because it's so uncomfortable feeling in-between. It's a struggle, always has been, to define ourselves thoroughly; by aligning ourselves with certain occupations, preferences, values, objects, groups, beliefs, and interests we are able to paint a picture of who we are in and out; we are the things we are made up, like jars filled with an eclectic mass of things that somehow belong to the same collection. And it does; it feels like I'm collecting myself thing after thing, as if each addition reenforces this person and elaborates her. I like this; let's explore more together.

3 comments:

  1. i. awesome.

    ii. ... what more can I say?

    iii. a clock.

    iv. uhh... I fit in a few sizes (well. two)

    v. to find someone who's been vaporized.

    vi. drag in an unsuspecting victim

    vii.
    the cow goes "muu."
    the cow goes "muu."
    the cow goes "muu."
    the cow goes "muu."

    viii. uhh... a haiku!
    if I were to ask
    whether you knew who I was
    what would you have said?

    *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

    that is all.

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  2. 1) ME

    2) super awesomely fantastically greatly handsome incredibly smart poor but funny tall strong fit loves to be silly is this enough words or should i keep going.. how about awesome did I say that one already oh ya i did wow this really is alot of words i should stop now.

    3) Pie

    4) um 9.5 you know what they say about guys with big feet? Damn you got big feet.

    5) take a close up photo of the horizon

    6) put all the wrap yourself in toilet paper
    6b) don't have one yet but when i do I'll keep count

    7) Quack
    Quack
    Quack
    Quack

    8) once there was a man. sitting on a rock, looking out at the ocean. when a bird crapped on his head. he was pissed

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  3. 1. Here

    2. (taken from old blog tags)

    animation
    anime
    anime club
    anime north
    annoyances
    apartment
    art
    aunt problems
    awesome
    birthday
    boxes!! @_@
    camp
    cephalopodmas
    choice
    christmas
    comic
    computers
    confliction
    conventions
    crab-monkey
    cthulu
    cuttlefish
    dinner party
    disgaea
    dood
    doom
    ds
    dub
    election
    emotional
    failure
    figures
    friends
    future
    garugamesh
    gashapon
    gifts
    gitaroo
    graphic novel
    gurps
    gurumin
    haruhi
    holiday
    host club
    impressions
    ipod
    irl
    japan
    jeanne
    life
    livejournal
    lord cyber
    meme
    move
    music
    naruto
    new years
    nothing
    octopus
    odin sphere
    penny arcade
    persona 3
    persona 4
    pixar
    playstation
    pokemon
    presents
    prinny
    ps2
    ps3
    psp
    ragnarok
    random facts
    rant
    residence
    resurie
    review
    rp
    rpgs
    school
    sculpture
    sega
    shaman king
    sku
    smash bros
    sonic
    squid
    steve irwin death
    superior culture lol
    tales
    tape
    teacher
    teddie
    tri-stat
    trip
    update
    vacation
    vent
    video games
    voice
    wall-e
    york
    youtube
    zelda

    3. Webcam

    4. 12-13W

    5. Super Powers

    6. Use the bathroom

    6b. This is a second part of the bathroom stall question? Is there something about my future or human reproduction in general no one has told me?

    To answer the questions: Infinite; until age 120.

    7.

    There are four lights
    There are four lights
    There are four lights
    There are four lights

    8. (I apparently wrote this and called the file a poem, weird.)

    There is a way int the internet to decide of the area of effect damage is exactly the same as the internet I see every night. Therefore I have determined that there is a significant difference in the way we see the world vs. the way we experience it in the realm of dreams or eve the simple sense of smell. It is in this that I hope to determine the statistical averages of the flightless dodo birds long since extinct and known only by their stuffed bodies which are still housed in several zoos to this day

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