So, my week back in Savannah was actually really good. For once I had a lot of things to take care of, which diluted the overwhelming anxiety I had concocted about going back after my NY getaway... I did a piece for a magazine in Montreal called Maisonneuve that will be in their food issue. I had to illustrate the beginning of a story about a feast, and the few characters that it involved...


It felt so good to work. The pace was good and the art director was great to work with. I hope to start a good relationship with these folks...Now i just have to finish Cam's illustration of his ma for his first manly tattoo...

There's good momentum... Now I wait til I embark on my journey to Chicago on Sunday... the weather will be unseasonably warm, as it is everywhere it seems, so an apartment hunt will hopefully be an adventure and not a miserable disaster...

I'm so sick of crying wolf. That's been my motto lately, "crying wolf". I told too many people that i was moving a long time ago, without really investing anything in that lofty decision. But its real now. I swear. God, i hope so. There's a lot weighing on this trip and I'm trying not to buckle under the pressure. I don't even know if I'm going to be around to celebrate the Halloween festivities. I so badly want my costume idea to materialize, and it would be especially grand to debut it at the M.I.A. concert in Atlanta. (Think, skin tone body suit, gem belly, and a color weave that stands up on end)...

i'm a little impatient and have lots of time on my hands, seeing i'm back in the nest for the night (my parents house). we just went to see michael clayton. i'm an optimist, and i liked it. i go into theaters hoping to emerge a more inspired person...most of the time i do, the amount of time it lasts, varies...
i got back from brooklyn yesterday and i only have the photos from my phone. got some good ones from my little digital but will have to show them when i have the proper cords and things to upload them... here's what i have so far...
when i first got there, i was a bit miffed because i was under the illusion that i was going to get to escape the heat and be able to actually experience a season other than HOT. but it was shorts and tank top weather. it eventually rained A LOT, and art and i got stuck in it one night, so it eventually cooled off... (photos to come).

i stayed with luke the first couple nights and spent some time in williamsburg... the rest of the time i was with artemis in greenpoint, with she, howard the cat, and the polish bakery directly below her...we walked a lot, to the point where my feet began their rebellion... pounding the pavement did not agree with them... but i dealt with it. we only went out a couple nights. once to and "unce unce" kind of place for the Ruff Club party... then the next time to Union Pool in brookyln...much more low key, SCAD alumi central, but the guy with an afro and glasses from TV on the Radio was there too, so it wasn't so bad... we also saw Darjeeling Limited, one of those i emerged from feeling happier than i had going in. good color palette same wes anderson goodness as always...

artemis and i also went to chelsea and saw a ton of galleries. we went to gagosian and about 10 others all on one street. Some noteworthy names were: Paul Noble Max Toth Curtis Mann Jules de Balincourt Friedrich Kunath

you wouldn't be able to tell from the picture above... but it smelled like delicious fresh baked cookies and things wafted through the air. i was tortured by delicious pastries for a majority of this trip. and now i'm hooked on pinkberry... and reaffirmed my love for bagels and thai food...

overall the trip was great. i got to be with people i hadn't seen in a while, spend time with newly transplanted julia, but as far as being on the hunt for my new home, i reached some clarity that i hadn't expected. by no means am i disappointed to have felt like that wasn't the place for me to move. i'm just excited to have gotten the chance to check it out. next week on my vision quest...chicago...

"be a good animal and move freely, unencumbered with thoughts about where you should be and how you should be acting..."

I'm up and now I just have to wait until my aunt comes to pick me up to take me to the airport 2.5 hours before my flight. It will only take us 0.5 hours to get there. So, my day is already dedicated to waiting. This is fine for me today. I've been stewing in Savannah waiting for this trip and today has come and I feel calm now. I need to shake things up. I have no expectations other than to have a good time and become a sponge. I need to find peace in being an observer...and just let things be what they are and not be judgemental.

I want to be a good animal.