" sketches, just sketches: a dream "

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classroom apocalypse. slug sushi. james.

samurai time warp. hiding spots, ninjas. backpack, beanie.

killed a man with a katana. broke his finger, he had a gun. friends wife in the room.

thai school event. hotel hi-so guests. itchy kimono. trying to tune a nylon string instrument.

food court confusion.

tonight's homework:

begin a dream journal. it doesn't have to be extensive, each night, or even well kept up. it just needs to be the best recount of the details and storyline you can remember. i usually have a google doc ready to go when i wake up or a notepad by the bed or make a dictated voice memo on my phone when i awaken. it's a weird practice that if done ever so often, provides a real (and at time funny) source of insight into your dream and waking life.

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" the hushed silence "

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among the whispers and the joyous outbursts during the free outdoor screening, those who were alone in the crowd felt a sense of togetherness.

all people laughing in unison, nodding to the music, feeling all things, and the night lingered on beautifully whole.

tonight's homework:

take care of yourself, family & friends. we're all in this together, and need all the support we can get.

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 after 6 hours 20 mins of a valentine’s day screening of matthew barney’s latest artfilm, “ rivers of fundament ,” we take one calm moment and remember that despite seeing every secretion, excrement, saliva, fluid, plasma, orifice musculature, and lubrication of the human body, we are still making plans to watch more movies. ha. 
 what a test of the defiance of personal limits, both cinematic and physically having to sit in semi-comfy chairs, and artfilm detractors. 
 i hope that you had a great friday, irregardless of hallmark’s hold on our collective global culture or not. 
 exploration! adventure! filmmaking! winter! hibernation! 
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after 6 hours 20 mins of a valentine’s day screening of matthew barney’s latest artfilm, “rivers of fundament,” we take one calm moment and remember that despite seeing every secretion, excrement, saliva, fluid, plasma, orifice musculature, and lubrication of the human body, we are still making plans to watch more movies. ha.

what a test of the defiance of personal limits, both cinematic and physically having to sit in semi-comfy chairs, and artfilm detractors.

i hope that you had a great friday, irregardless of hallmark’s hold on our collective global culture or not.

exploration! adventure! filmmaking! winter! hibernation!

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