Monday, April 1, 2013
montreal just got montREAL: Part 1
so fucking necessary. it was the pin to pop the balloon of turbo ganja use and work stress. I needed this!!! i don't wanna be one of those people caught in a vortex of working just to afford to party, because i need to party cuz i'm stressed with work. do you know?
Greatest host. Literal Wifu. We are husband and wife and i don't care how traditional that is! When she stayed with me inlindsay we did the most BORING things, like cleaning, cooking, going to look at houses, grocery shopping. it was so domestic and hilarious. maybe i do wanna live that small town gay couple farmer's market dream.
Longest train ride. I was across this obnoxious football coach who bought four beers then wanted to pay on visa??? i changed seats. it got scary in my head because i was more looking forward to get high than see amber/kit. Don't worry! we talked about it!
my hair is red in this picture???? Summer! The sun turns my hair blond, i love it. fair haird boring anglo farmer pioneer complexion.
Started making a lot of fake gun signs? Stop police violence!!!! BUT LET"S ALSO JOKE ABOUT KILLING COPS< RIGHT RIGHT???? omfg don't even get me started on the hypocrisy of these queer punks. i'm starting my own non-hetero art scene. it is me. i am that scene.
I AM MY OWN GAY COMMUNITY
Of course you take tea outside. of course! This joint was... canoeing? i think it's called?
it got super cold super fast, and i forgot how much of a baby i am about cold these days because not eating and not going outside, i get accustomed to being indoors all the time. I'm an indoor human.
Got more pics later, but the Tulip Farm is the most adorable, life affirming, pastel womb of art and hope. I sometimes wonder if i'm "that uptight host" like.... yeah i want u to take ur shoes off at the door. I mean, who doesn't? Whatever. I just felt so comfortable and relaxed and unjudged and it was fantastic and i want to build my house, the interior to be a space of welcoming and "ACCEPTANCE".
Big life planning sessions happening here. Didn't have my giant paper to write on. So we just stared into each other's eyes and wept. WE WEPT RIVERS/WE BUILT BOULDERS
Tulip Farm fever dream. (watercolour, 2013)
Love the pale green leaves going on here.
It's funny how a lot of my best friends i hardly see. I guess that's similar to a lot of people. We all have best friends that live far away and then it becomes.... not "work", but you have to put in an effort. You can't continue to be friends just because you "run into each other" you gotta plan it, you gotta communicate you gotta check in.
I forgot how important Amber, and my other friends (ALL EQUALLY IMPORTANT)!!!)) is to my life.
I know this is turning into a sappy love letter, but things Amber has helped me with!
-being an artist, believing in my ability to make art anywhere
-finding worth in my art/writing
-the importance of sharing stories
-everyone is not judging me!
-she's one of the only ppl i can talk to about GAY ISSUES and not feel like bashing my head against a wall
Characteristics I would Like To Steal From Amber
-being organized with art events/projects. They got their shit planned out! They're on it! (i'm passionate about art hippies using planners and being organized)
-chilling the fuck out about my body. MY ARMS! IS EVERYONE STARING AT MY ARMS??!?!
-laugh till i pee?
So many dudes in montreal that looked like me. Black pants, black hoodie, glasses, skinny, fair hair... like... what is going on. So many guys dressed like me.
"there's so many potential stunt doubles in this city!!"
Another domestic thing we dooooo.... we can have long conversations about super specific boring topics, like when she told me the salt was to the "left of the toaster" and i still couldn't find it. We went over the conversation and how i interpreted "left of the toaster" and didn't expect salt to be in a box. Like, we just analyzed the conversation, none of us were arguing, just talking about how we told each other about salt. And then her roomate shouted "ENOUGH ALREADY!!"
Colourful movie set. The bedroom in Ghost World of thora birch. After i dyed my hair green i laid on my bed and listened to old honky tonk records. (in the real life world i sleep with awkward old guys!!!)
Gaunt face. GAUNT FACE. I know, it was my danger warning. (this was three days ago, i'm eating now!)
Let's not pretend every time you see a zine wall you look for one of yours. Haven't seen EMJ on any zine wall yet! (txt me if u do)
You got the right approach to fashion. I would dress like this if i were an Amber-bodied.
so much more shit to post. this is just the tip of the gay sex iceberg