Option A: travel; problem: cold
Option B: dig into art and not work
Option C: take easy job; problem:fuck it
Well I chose option B. So this week I pretty much stayed home every day. I got three paintings done. One samurai getting chopped to bits in a step by step, a buckowski style one (see my pics) and a take on warhols campbells series, only where his says GREEN PEA or whatevah, mine says POOP. All of the paintings turned out well.
I typed 34,282 words into my new book, it is a comedy from a journal that I kept when I was working in the most retarded and funny restaurant ever. It is funny as hell and the sad thing is it is all true. And I got two "finding the right publishing house can be as important as the writing itself" fuck you letters from publishers. Basically, I go to a city I have never been to, don't know anyone and stay on the streets. I take pictures and write about all the crazy shit that happens. I call it "urban camping" everyone else calls it crazy. I have been doing this for six years, about four times a year, I have almost every city in the USA. This is what I have been mailing to publishers.
I got a bunch of money, like three months rent, and a shoe box of twenty dollar bills and now I have the time to do what I want to. It was wierd having a whole week to do as I please. Not having to worry about money, because I spent none. I barely even left my apartment.
I got stuff done, an opportunity like this does not come along often, So I am making the best of it. I would be ashamed if I wasted the time being a fuck up. So I am going to finish my restaurant/comedy book then move on to my music projects. This would be the time that I can indulge in SG. Forgive me for my self indulgence, I am in that mood....
Tell me what are you working on????
Option B: dig into art and not work
Option C: take easy job; problem:fuck it
Well I chose option B. So this week I pretty much stayed home every day. I got three paintings done. One samurai getting chopped to bits in a step by step, a buckowski style one (see my pics) and a take on warhols campbells series, only where his says GREEN PEA or whatevah, mine says POOP. All of the paintings turned out well.
I typed 34,282 words into my new book, it is a comedy from a journal that I kept when I was working in the most retarded and funny restaurant ever. It is funny as hell and the sad thing is it is all true. And I got two "finding the right publishing house can be as important as the writing itself" fuck you letters from publishers. Basically, I go to a city I have never been to, don't know anyone and stay on the streets. I take pictures and write about all the crazy shit that happens. I call it "urban camping" everyone else calls it crazy. I have been doing this for six years, about four times a year, I have almost every city in the USA. This is what I have been mailing to publishers.
I got a bunch of money, like three months rent, and a shoe box of twenty dollar bills and now I have the time to do what I want to. It was wierd having a whole week to do as I please. Not having to worry about money, because I spent none. I barely even left my apartment.
I got stuff done, an opportunity like this does not come along often, So I am making the best of it. I would be ashamed if I wasted the time being a fuck up. So I am going to finish my restaurant/comedy book then move on to my music projects. This would be the time that I can indulge in SG. Forgive me for my self indulgence, I am in that mood....
Tell me what are you working on????
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I like your urban camping philosophy. Do you urban camp in all seasons? Can I read your book?
I like Reuben - he is very neighbourly. Canada is OK, I grew up with the threat of nuclear war and the US always makes me really uneasy. I sense many Americans feel the same way about where they live - which strikes me as odd. I like most of the Americans I have met. I can't really say that about the French.