I’ve finally finalized everything I need for the big move! If anyone’s moved from a condo to another condo would totally understand :) Anyhow, to off to hobby land :) My friend Fathima’s in town, so being the artist that she is, she would probably like to come with, but if not it will be me, myself and my ghetto MP3 player.

http://www.jftor.org/whatson/
Painting for Joy: New Japanese Painting in the 1990s
I better attend this, and I think to the painters out there this would be something you might want to have a look at. It showcases artists who work to further develop painting through technology by questioning the role of painting and communication values that compete with it and the change it brings to the viewer and our society.
Admission is free, but please see gallery hours

I’ve decided that I would try my best to dedicate the remainder of the year in making art.  Sometimes life isn’t as easy as it seems, but these days it just seems a little bit bumpy.  I’m hoping that wearing my new dress will help ease the strangeness I’ve been feeling lately (haha - what a joke).  I made a decision tonight, and if I were just concentrate on what I’m basing my decisions upon it would stop the tears from running down my face.  Nevertheless,  I will base my priorities on making art, keeping meaningful relationships and giving my 110% on my career.

It never fails to surprise me. Rothko has always been one of the best painters, and I remembered doing some work that emphasized his style back in university. Maybe when I find it I’ll post it here! hahaah. Nonetheless, imagine your art being sold for 73 MILLION dollars! White Centre (Yellow, Pink and Lavender Rose)

I think I’ve been saying this so much lately that it’s permanently ingrained in my brain. HAHA. I’m having trouble sleeping again - but that’s alright; considering I get to stay online and write in here, or go stalk people on Wastebook! :) JK.

My friend is getting married this Saturday… I am extremely excited and happy for her and her to-be husband. In so many ways they belong together… I think sometimes things just come naturally, otherwise the meaning disappears completely. “You can’t lose something that belongs to you” is traumatically true. Anyway, I totally found out something today that I deserved to find out - but just a little too late. Sometimes we care too much about the little things - we sweat about them, and who the fuck really cares?

I’m greatful to know right now in my life what makes me happy. What triggers those happy glands inside of me, and to me that’s priceless. I can’t say that I’ve completely found myself; but at 24 I think I finally have a pretty good idea. At least that way, I know how to pick myself up if I fall. Wow things get a bit weird when insomnia kicks in! hahaha FUNTIMES!

Can’t wait for the weekend!

Click here for photos from LabSpace Studio.

John and Laura’s evening was extremely successful, to say the least.  Everything present that evening was interactive, engaging and compelling and for the most part it felt a lot like the “Happenings” during the 1950’s.

Things simultaneously occurred not to interrupt one another, but each piece weaved itself into each other complimenting and narrating the evening. On the left side of the space stood a performance artist in front of a projector that hug 20 feet above the gallery. People walked around, talked and mingled.  It was very casual, but intimate and extremely concentrated. On the right side there was a live band that played music, and above them hung four beautiful pieces of paintings.  Then suddenly the music slowed down and a directional light pointed to a girl who perched ten feet above us chanting a performance piece with a microphone.  It was absolutely spectacular!

The highlight of the evening was reuniting with the gang from University; Angie, Laura, John, Amy (and her beau!), Veronica, Heather, Ayshia, and Sarah. I am extremely happy to see how amazing we turned out! Especially to John and Laura to have put together such a spectacular evening. All the hard work paid off ;)

Last week I started to loose perspective and hope, but after seeing everyone last night, and how close we are despite not having seen each other for months made me realize that I am not alone in pursuing my dreams.

Here’s to us and our dreams :)