AMERICAN IDLE

This summer has been... quaint. It's got that fuzzy tint to the edges, like an old family videos. Surely it could have some lush electronic music, ethereal and existential, like a music video. I could've paired the melodies with footage I could have accumulated from what seems like hundreds of miles that I've rode through my sleepy college town. This summer has been wistful of what could have been. I've been going through a tremendous bit of writer's block, far worse than I had feared and confided in writing months ago. But no matter. The past is the past and I'm ready to move forward, oh could we just move forward please, because this point kind of sucks.

Anyways. Things to look forward to:

1. Paul Mullowney's Studio in the Mission District- I visited Mr. Mullowney earlier this summer when I had passion, drive, and dedication and didn't succumb to the ennui of summer existence (or its sadness, depression, etc.) This piece has been a long con, what with the long gestations on tiny details that I think may be important. He was a great guy and deserves more than the short 2 inch paragraph I saw in 7X7 Magazine. The piece I've got is verbose, almost edging into tome territory. I'll edit.

2. I swiped my piece of copper out of the etching studio at school--this is very exciting indeed. The whole summer I've been indulging myself in sharpie fumes and three-dollars-for-a-shitload cardstock from Joann's. My doodles are dying to become copper scratchings. And Oh I rediscovered gel pens. Go Me.

Here are some examples (WHITE GEL PEN > something else that's not white gel pen)

3. The most exciting thing on my radar is the fact that school is no more than a month away. I am tired of this stagnancy that I chose mostly for myself, and I am ready to throw myself into my work, instead of wanting to throw myself off the Golden Gate for want of a job or something constructive in my life.

Here goes nothing.