RIP- my helmet

today i am a broken man. my helmet was completely destroyed today when it was run over. its not the price of the helmet that kills me, $300, but it's the thought of knowing it could have been prevented. i forgot to place the helmet in my car after going out for a ride today in longbeach. i left it on top of my truck and took off. as i made my way trough downtown i felt something strange, i felt incomplete. when i realized it it was already too late. as i busted a U by the court house and start hauling ass down ocean to where i had parked by the art museum, i kept getting stuck behind people doing the speed limit. but no matter how fast i was going, 70mph, that just wasn't fast enough to save my precious helmet. when i finally found my helmet across the street from where i parked. i ran across four lanes of traffic, narrowly being hit myself, to retrieve what i could see was my life-less helmet. when i held my limp dead helmet in my arms a little part of me died inside. now i feel lost, i dont know where to go from here. i wish it would have been me and not the helmet that had been run over. its not like i can just go to a bike shop and replace that specific helmet. now im going to have to europe in order to find my helmet just because it unavailable for purchase in the USA.

color correcting

god why does it have to be so difficult?

it's been a while

haven't posted in a while. i've been searching and shooting urinals for a typology series.

i need an idea

i was thinking of using a barrel of monkeys for my project. not really sure how thats gonna turn out.

i need direction

i feel lost. i need something or someone to guide me. and no it's not a need for religion

just a few more hours

trying to complete my artist statement for my BFA submission. but i must also get sleep.

no more fun and games

i wish i could have been more productive the first half of the semester in digital, but i hit some mental road block. this tends to happen to me every few years. i remember a friend of mine once send, "when you can no longer continue working on a piece you just need to step away form it and come back to it some other time." i feel like i've stepped away for to long and i now have nothing to return to or remember what it is i stepped away from in the first place. i think i should count my loses and focus for the second half of class and put in my best effort. i need to gain that competative edge i used to have when it came to producing work. fun time is over.