Long Stretches of Down Time

It's surprising how utterly meaningless one's life can seem when there is no work to be done and no subjects to be learned in a classroom. 

I often think about how certain people end up with so many friends, and I don't mean lots of acquaintances, but lots of people who you could text and say "wanna hang out?" and they do and it's normal. I mean, I only have 3 of those people currently. So I wonder, is this my fault, or others'? Or is this okay, common? I've known people who'll just walk up to anybody, I mean anybody, and act like they are best friends, and poof, they add a new contact to their phone. I don't really see meaning in that, because you're not acting upon the person's personality or likeness, you're just being ridiculously friendly, and to some that can be deceiving, if they think that you honestly really like them.

Anywho. I wonder if this summer is going to continue being so lonely and useless. 

A car has a soul. Not only is it part of it's owner, but alone, it is still an entity within itself.

It is capable of movement, sound, destruction, death. 

Even has it eyes, arms, feet. It blinks and breathes.

You know it better than anyone else does, and it you. 

When abandoned, it becomes weak. Paralyzed. The way one appears after his wife has left, taken the kid, and written a note saying "I couldn't do it" and left it on the kitchen table.

Recession?

Let me tell you about the places that I've applied to work at this summer.

Urban outfitters - never called me back

The Sunset Grill in town - never called back

Walgreens - apparently they don't want summer workers

Maggie Moore's restaurant in town - I left my information

Bloomingdale's - nope

Harley Davidson - don't want summer workers

H&M told me they were hiring, but when I went on-line to apply, the one in Wayne isn't hiring. I've looked EVERYWHERE. I've replied to at least 8 craigslist jobs, and sent my resume to 2 from the paper. I went to an interview half an hour away, and it turns out to be a door-to-door salesman job. No thanks. 

I've been home a whole month now, and have been making no money. I need money now more than I ever have. It's incredibly depressing. I'm thinking I'll most likely have to stay at Purchase next summer just in order to have a job. I'm going to continue looking today.

Kenzo Okada

One of my favorite painters, Kenzo Okada:

His work, which I happened to stumble upon while searching some

on-line gallery at work, really struck me. Then I realized we had

a piece of his in the Neuberger. Hope you like.

First summer painting:

In the past I pretty much never painted in the summers. I don't know why; it probably has to do with the fact that I'm not going to school so I don't really have much inspiration or motivation to paint. So I made sure to paint as soon as I got home, while it was still in me. I don't love this painting, but I don't hate it either.

"12 Crefeld Court"

oil on wood, 24"x32" or something i never know.