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Gay or Italian?

I'm out at the office. And presumably because of that, I get to hear way too many stories involving words like "tampon".

It also means that, on occasion, I am called upon to bring out my gaydar and measure up my fellow employees. Of course, my gaydar is broken and my co-workers are quirky, so I assumed they were all gay. Then one turned out not to be, and now I don't know what to think anymore. I gave up guessing and got back to work.

Today I was having dinner in the village, and realized one of my colleagues was there. On a date. With a pastel-shirted male dining companion.

When I explained this discovery to my dinnermate, he sneered. "Of course that guy's gay!"

I'd thought so too at first.... the tan. the hair. the clothes. the gym bag. Then I concluded: He's not gay. He's just Italian.

And it's sort of become a buzz phrase... Gay or Italian?

Need more of either? Check out MBAM's exhibit.

New Patterns

Sketching

Check out sketchswap.com.... you draw a little picture, you get a little picture. it's so simple, and yet, because it lets you see a real-time record of someone else's "etching" of mouse... to... screen... you play for a little while and you actually learn something about drawing, and creativity, and all that.

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Another pattern...

a print from last week...

Yay for Clay.

Five minutes into conversation w/ my new neighbor...

neighbor: so are you like a metrosexual?
Me: uh... well... no...
neighbor: well, I mean, I like your setup here... it's kinda metrosexual...
Me: well, I'm gay
neighbor: well duh - (Me: ouch) neighbor: but why aren't you a metrosexual
Me: [stammering] you have to be straight to be a metrosexual!

(She's cool... a fibers major. It like totally legitimizes my conception of the new apartment as a "studio" (because i work in it) and a "loft" (because i climb a ladder to sleep), even though it's only like an 20' x 12' space. I'm kind of jealous because she's got an exposed brick wall and two tiny exposed pipes... which, clinical studies shall surely soon show... significantly increase one's creative potential.... She showed me these solid balls of felt she made. I showed her the felt carpet tiles I want to buy.)

We bonded over felt. That felt nice. :-P

Go paint a bowl of fruit...

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/entertainment/4104558.stm

"What kind of a sick individual is he? Tell him to go jump off the Empire State Building and see how it feels," Paul Salvio's mother Rosemarie Giallombardo told the New York Daily News.
"He's an artist? Go paint a bowl of fruit or something."

Dear Ms. Giallombardo:

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Francois Lacasse

For months, I've been trying to ask people if they noticed a particular "concordia-esque" abstraction... I was wondering if there was some member of the painting faculty who was leading them into a process... i could never recall *where* i'd seen it, but it reminded me of some "food coloring floating in a casserole full of milk" science experiment i recall doing as a kid...

Michelle at the VAV clued me in... turns out it's this guy, a UQAM prof... so really, maybe I'm mistaken and nobody else is doing it, but it's nice to resolve a lingering mystery...

from osho.... hrrrm.....

but aren't gay men, those beasts that strive to fuck like (all-male) rabbits, in general, more creative than the population, at whole?

osho is a peculiar enterprise/institution/whatnot.... they're like a really well branded cult.....

regardless... i love their logo... whatever osho means, the un-serifed, capitalized letterforms are so reductivist... reminds me of my whole problem of (not) branding [sic]... to address (or was it to avoid?) the varied or wavering meanings behind the representation... explain everything by simply striving to represent nothing!

i need to sleep.