mood: obsessed
music: styrofoam



i have spent over 7 hours roaming the pages of wikipedia and the internet in general, eagerly devouring any and every article pertaining to modern art, the context and location of its creation, its politics, and its consumption.

i am addicted.
i am obsessed.

funny, considering not too long ago i was one of the most bitter/caustic critics of contemporary art and all that it stands for.


this is only fueling that burning desire to leap and wait for the net to appear.
i think it's paris that's burning.
scratch that, i KNOW it's paris that burns.




afterthought--
swans reflecting elephants

good name for my memoirs?
yes.