STARFEST was awesome last night. I have never seen so many astronomers, enormous telescopes, assorted star gazing equipment or so many computers in one place. It was in the middle of farmland one and a half hours north est of Toronto. In this surprisingly gorgeous valley (I think it might be some part of the Niagara escarpment).
We convinced the security guard to let us in free (we missed all the events and keynote speakers... we really just wanted to camp and stargaze). There was a meteor shower.
WE didn't get there until after dark (we went with a group and waited for them all to be ready) and the funnny part was I had a brand new tent (that I got for Christmas) which I had never seen open before. I was totally lazy and watched the magic multi-layered sky while other people put up my tent. So when the sun came up I was happy to see that I was the proud owner of a blue and grey four person tent that is quite tall (better than my last one) and has a little porch on the front.
I'm off to a meetings and 2 auditions.
Hang tough Suicide World
We convinced the security guard to let us in free (we missed all the events and keynote speakers... we really just wanted to camp and stargaze). There was a meteor shower.
WE didn't get there until after dark (we went with a group and waited for them all to be ready) and the funnny part was I had a brand new tent (that I got for Christmas) which I had never seen open before. I was totally lazy and watched the magic multi-layered sky while other people put up my tent. So when the sun came up I was happy to see that I was the proud owner of a blue and grey four person tent that is quite tall (better than my last one) and has a little porch on the front.
I'm off to a meetings and 2 auditions.
Hang tough Suicide World
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The name is kind of hard to explain. In fact, it's been so long since I thought about the 'why' that I can't seem to find the right words anymore. Plus, it doesn't really make sense to anyone but me, but I'll try to explain anyway.
Thing is, quite a few years ago, I started numbering everything I did that I considered creative. Writings, drawings, even a mixed tape or cd that meant something to me earned a number as I was trying to keep track of myself through my creations, if you will. So later on I'd be able to look back and take any series of 5-10 things I'd done and remember exactly what was going on at that point in my life. (my memory isn't that great for some reason, and I like holding onto things that remind me of where I've been and what I've done) But, over the course of moving so much and things being lost, stolen, or given away, I've kind of lost track of where I was with the numbering, and most of what I've done has disappeared. But, the point of the 605 was that I just kept... feeling, for lack of better word, that the 605th project I'd work on would be something special in some way. Not sure how, like perhaps it'd be the last one I did before I died, or maybe it'd be the one to make me famous, but most likely somewhere inbetween those two. So as a reminder, I started using that as my alias everywhere so it'd kind of push me towards it. And that's why I'm so excited that I'm painting again and creating things again, because the more I do, the sooner I'll find out if I was right.
I hope that made sense. Like I said, it's a bit weird, but somewhere in my head it works.