Lightwriting

Sorry about all the video posts with lights, but this one is a more artistic and better executed piece.

Lights!

Eric Staller.
(courtesy of woostercollective.com)

The Cellar

For the past week and a half I've been painstakingly cleaning and throwing away junk in my basement. I want to create a more livable space down there. I've been wanting to do clean it out and "renovate" it for a few years but never found the time to. But with an extra long summer, and no job (sucks) I've started to push the start button. It ceases to amaze me how many plastic bags, paper bags, plastic rice bags, handbags, and a wide assortment of other containers my family has collected over the years. They probably number in the thousands. I don't even want to mention bags of cloth... But there has been progress with the project.

This is what it looked like as of Monday. I hope it will turn out something like this (but with better color and perspective):



There's also a big mold problem that called for a Super Macro Photo moment:


On a personal note, I've been stressed from work on this project as well as people. I wanted to take a break from society, but it keeps pulling me back in. Its a confusing and uncomfortable feeling. I need to get away, yet I need to talk to someone. And problems, no, situations are just building up and no one is willing to give in. I guess when you grow older, you notice more of the bad sides of people than the good, which really sucks. Things get too complicated and someone has to un-complicate them...

Floating on Bamboo

I haven't posted anything important in a while. Mostly because I was busy and needed a break from "society." I will post up my progress on my projects soon. For the time being:

I was cleaning my basement and while using some newspapers to cover the floor, I stumbled upon this article. The photos caught my eye (I can't read Chinese). According to my mom, it was a competition held in China to celebrate a technique used by the Red Army in the 50's. Using one or two long sticks of bamboo, people were able to appear like they were walking on water. They used it to cross rivers and the like. However, now with communism on the decline this technique has become more of a sport and practice of balance. Pretty damn cool if you ask me.

New Camera!!

I got my new camera today! As a long time SONY supporter, I have lost all hope and trust in most of their products. Hopefully Olympus will fulfill my needs! This is the Olympus SP-550 UZ. It has 18x zoom, Super Macro, and 7.1 megapixel capabilities and many more shooting modes! I'm really happy and excited to use this ROCK. So excited I already overdosed on photos:

Fuck /fŭk/ -

v. fucked, fuck·ing, fucks

v. tr.

1. To have sexual intercourse with.
2. To take advantage of, betray, or cheat; victimize.
3. Used in the imperative as a signal of angry dismissal.

v. intr.

1. To engage in sexual intercourse.
2. To act wastefully or foolishly.
3. To interfere; meddle. Often used with with.

n.

1. An act of sexual intercourse.
2. A partner in sexual intercourse.
3. A despised person.
4. Used as an intensive: What the fuck did you do that for?

interj. Used to express extreme displeasure.

Phrasal Verb(s):
fuck off

1. Used in the imperative as a signal of angry dismissal.
2. To spend time idly.
3. To masturbate.

fuck over
To treat unfairly; take advantage of.
fuck up

1. To make a mistake; bungle something.
2. To act carelessly, foolishly, or incorrectly.
3. To cause to be intoxicated.

[Middle English, attested in pseudo-Latin fuccant, (they) fuck, deciphered from gxddbov.]



also:

WTF
who/what/why the fuck? The universal interrogative particle. Also WTH.

(courtesy of the American Heritage Dictionary)