excitement at the art cave: frat boy's 5150

One of the new frat boy neighbors was threatening to kill himself, and was busy doing a runner through the back yards of the neighborhood. The police were on foot trying to catch frat boy and convince him to not kill himself; the paramedics were waiting to take him to the hospital and 5150 his ass. Dog was unamused by all this, and was just not having any of it, so you can imagine the clusterfuck of vehicles, men, and dog, as the police were racing around the yards and hopping fences.... There was much speculation about what drugs this guy was on. While on one hand, it wasn't too terrible hanging out with the firefighter paramedics, I was tired, and wanted to go to bed.

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oof

So: -had to wipe the painting. -owe 4 digits' worth of taxes -and it's the anniversary of matt's death. Today can feel free to be over anytime.

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chemistry is my worst subject

I don't know what strange law of chemistry I managed to violate last night on the Caravaggio study, but I ended up wiping the canvas, because the paint wouldn't stick. I'm hoping by tonight, it'll be dry enough to start over and work on again. Perhaps this is why he had such a legendary foul temper and ran around getting in duels -- I feel pretty stabby myself.

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