26 June 2008

20 June 2008

And What a day it was...

I was pulled over by New Orleans' finest for blindly following one of their officers through a red light. Yes, I fell for the trap. But soon the meanest man on earth realized that no I was not drunk and made me reverse back through the intersection before continuing on my way home. I think I will be staying in for the coming weeks.

18 June 2008

Tomorrow better damn well be another day!

Not only did I manage to get the car towed by parking in a loading zone, a clearly marked loading zone, but after only running from Napoleon Ave. to Washington Ave. I found I was becoming a victim of the bane of a runners existance: Shin Splints. I limped back up St. Charles and quickly found relief with some advil and some handy ice pops.

Missing cars, unfortunate desserts, carblessness, and now the the tendons of my shins are seperating from the bone. Good times.

An Unfortunate Occurance

Today I was working on the maps at home, getting covered in Orange fur as usual, and decided to get out for a bit. Deciding to go into the quarter to my favourite CC's coffee house I chose to park on a side street rather than parking across the quarter because it's too damn hot here. Two hours later I come back to find the car gone. Towed. I'd parked in a loading zone. It pays to read kids. And it pays to just wear the white t, suck it up and sweat the 9 blocks of super heated "air". And I paid 120$ for this lesson, which puts a damper on this weeks plans of mild intoxication.

Well Now I'm back home, collecting fur, and taking the Proust Questionaire.
Here it is.

What is your idea of perfect happiness?
Cooking for my family in North Carolina, I was always pretty darn happy doing that.

What is your greatest fear?
Lacking purpose.

Which historical figure do you most identify with?
Marie Antoinette, she had a lot of expectation put on her while only having a fairly small amount of ability to change things.

Which living person do you most admire?
My mum and her sisters.

What is the trait you most deplore in yourself?
I could try harder.

What is the trait you most deplore in others?

What is your greatest extravagance?
Church's Shoes.

What is your favorite journey?
Wandering the garden district at night.

What do you consider the most overrated virtue?

On what occasion do you lie?
When I can't stop myself.

What do you dislike most about your appearance?
My slightly pooching stomach.

Which living person do you most despise?
I refuse to despise people.

Which words or phrases do you most overuse?
"cheers", "I'm fat"

What is your greatest regret?
Letting Sara go.

What or who is the greatest love of your life?

Which talent would you most like to have?
A head for business.

What is your current state of mind?
I'm never sure.

If you could change one thing about your family, what would it be?
They would be as happy as they once were.

What do you consider your greatest achievement?
Managing to have come this far despite myself.

If you were to die and come back as a person or thing, what do you think it would be?
A clown fish.

If you could choose what to come back as, what would it be?
Someone who could really, truly live their life.

What is your most treasured possession?
My hands.

What do you regard as the lowest depth of misery?
Not knowing who I am sometimes.

Where would you like to live?
St. Germain-de-Pres, Paris

What is your favorite occupation?
Drawing the pictures.

What is your most marked characteristic?
Probably my hat.

What is the quality you most like in a man?

What is the quality you most like in a woman?

What do you most value in your friends?

Who are your favorite writers?
Edmund White, AM Homes, Bret Easton Ellis, Virginia Woolf.

Who is your favorite hero/heroine of fiction?

Who are your heroines/heroes in real life?

What are your favorite names?
Anais, Peter, Anne, Soren

What is it that you most dislike?
Scooping kitty litter.

How would you like to die?

What is your motto?
"Don't complain, make excuses or feel you have to explain yourself."
-Kate Moss

17 June 2008

Throughout the Day

The orange is a bad influence. He gives me the idea to nap on whims, eat what I want and exercise on the most rare occasion. I've not yet been convinced to nap in every sink in the house.

14 June 2008

Brave little Toaster

I tried out some Plaid Mixing today, inspired by Comme des Garçons. It went rather well.

12 June 2008

Map Making

Slowly but surely I am illustrating maps of action and movement in Shakespeare's plays for a pair of books being written by a professor at Tulane.

09 June 2008

Un peu d'Hermès sur Terre

Prytania St.

It's summer and the air is heating up again. Each morning the sun rises and heats all the humidity molecules to boiling. I am moved out of the red room on the corner of crack and coke and into a classmates flat until August. After that...who knows . I am living with a very talkative ginger cat named L'Orange, who thinks he can live on cat treats alone.
That is him above, showing some love to a column on the balcony. At the top are views of sunset clouds from the balcony. Did I mention the balcony? And the Columns Hotel is around the block, which makes me crave a daily manhattan...or mojito....or something alcoholic.