i spent a good amount of time last quarter scrubbing hydrolyzed fat

off of guinea fowl bones. now i'm embarking on a grueling
time consuming task of trying to label it's bones.
i finally have my own code to get into the osteo lab.
about time..!!!

CUTTLEFISH!
i watched him eat a small snail.
he slurped it up very slowly.
the snail was hanging onto the rock
unwanting to be swallowed alive.

i forgot to put flowers in my hair.

tallest trees. some dendrochronology occurred.

plants are up to something.
this place made me want my
little potted forget-me-not to start growing.
(you gotta start somewhere, right?)
my mom likes to wear orange shoes.

my dad told me my grandpa was
one of the top 500 doctors in china.
he was an herbologist, wrote books
& donated his collections to a museum.
i never knew that.

my dream job:
primatologist/archaeologist/botanist/rain forest ecologist/
ethnographer/ bookstore keeper/ museum curator/ bee keeper
who also has a successful etsy and sells illustrations/package designs.
i have plans to drive a forest green jeep
and have a golden retriever mix.

“There was a crazy-wisdom teacher in India named Saraha. He said that those who believe that everything is solid and real are stupid, like cattle, but that those who believe that everything is empty are even more stupid. Everything is changing all the time, and we keep wanting to pin it down, to fix it. So whenever you come up with a solid conclusion, let the rug be pulled out. You can pull out your own rug, and you can also let life pull it out for you.”

i'm sitting here chatting with

william bradford's great x7 granddaughter
before anthro(a child of colonialism).

my sister and i used to karoke to mulan.

i asked her what she was doing a few days ago.
"sleeping....on your bed" was her response.

i miss the little white devil.

petal project.

"i bring home a sprig of rosemary and show linda.
'look isn't it pretty?' then guess what she does.
she eats it. she takes a chomp
and eats it."

i picked a few stems of lavender outside our door today.
i crumbled the flowers into this sachet
and put it in my bedsheets.

i'm experiencing a cooking frenzy.
i made cream of broccoli soup.
i'm never buying canned soup again.

{winter quarter classes}
1) ethnographies in europe
(with a focus on marginalized eastern european communities)
2) public art
(with a focus on new genre public art)
3) intro to visual arts
(overview of contemporary art/issues)
4) physical anthro/archaeology lab cont. indep. study.
(bones. blood. birds/database boringness)
i like observing connectedness.
all my classes seem to be gravitating towards
the same reoccurring themes, ideas, concepts.

it reassures me that
"everything is connected.
and the point is to know it
and understand it."

fling yourself into the air.
may and i did at sunset.

why are we wasting our time doing things we don't enjoy.
regardless of it all, people should really just do what they want.

in the grand scheme of things,
life is too
short
precious
beautiful

to be unhappy.

let's feed the moon.

d.i.y. planters and pasta.
brianna's is the brain. mine is pinky. jill is a radish.

california dreamin'

on such a winter's day.

at 12:15 am, after i finished my anthro reading,

i remembered i had bought mushrooms on sunday
and needed to use them before they rotted.
so i cut up a bunch of random things and made
what i perceived to be stuffed mushrooms.

they bubbled in the oven.

after class, i wandered around the area behind the music center.

everything permeated in afternoon sunlight.
i couldn't soak it all in. it was too overwhelming

there is a war on water.
try not to buy bottled water.
(esp from nestle).

i recommend getting an electric kettle,
boiling water every night, letting it cool,
& filling your glass vile/stainless steel bottle in the morning.
(or a filter for the tap).

today was a good day, perfect if i may call it that:

1) section was sunny.
2) i skipped my first class this year because
i didn't want to risk getting shot.
3) i decided to walk back and it is like spring here for some reason.
4) i sat on a log in the woods and wrote a letter.
5) i saw 5 deer lying under the shade of a tree
and a girl was reading next to them. it was like a fairy tale.
6) i went dumpster diving with brianna with flashlights
and raccoons and fished out some water bottles for my
next public art project(inspired by Tapped which
might be a tad propagandistic but then again, what isn't?)
7) sassy installed photoshop onto my computer.
8) may gave me a late birthday present: the mini zen
garden i had been eyeing for the longest time.
9) although i get severe headaches from oscillated quivering,
mary and i just can't stop. it feels natural to us now.
10) i went downtown to buy a carton o' milk
and ended up getting 3 books from logos
and a shirt for $1.90 at salv. army too.
11) i talked on the phone with my mother and made her laugh alot.
12) i put tiger balm in my nose and my congestion got cured.

"ca~a~use she~e~'s obses~s~sed with her teacher~r
which ma~ade me re-obsessed wii~i~ith min~ee."

this is the oscillating quiver.
invented by mary and me
(although, brianna directly responsible).
mary even tried to analyze it linguistically.

things are scattered
around the universe
for us to find.
open your eyes
and look for them.

"NEVER LEAVE BABY
UNATTENDED IN COCOON"

we went on a watsonville adventure.
1.5 hours on a bus through
strange little farm towns.
we got off after 36 stops and declared
"where the h~e~e~e~ll are we!?"

i decided to be fancy this morning.

sometimes, the condition of my desk area
parallels the state of my mind.
(this was last week).

"run deep into the woods and scatter"
these are our instructions.

we are the deer, fleeing from the hunter.

this is my roommate brianna.

i have to live with this animal.

sad nostril.

(bi-bot) biological robot.

on 1/8, a pan's labyrinth bug
landed on me.

i am the chosen one!

things i am good at making/enjoy making/made so many times
it inevitably began to taste good.

1) lamb, brussel sprouts, potatoes.
2) macaroni & cheese with LOTS OF VEGETABLES.
3) salmon, rice, and broccoli.
4) pasta with red peppers, sausage & onions.
5) pot roast!

6) white cake from scratch!
7) sugar cookies from scratch!
8) butter jam cookies from scratch!
9) steel cut oats with brown sugar, honey & raisins.

i should learn how to make more chinese-y food.

it is decidedly so.
i bundled up in four layers, wrapped a scarf around my head
walked over 1 bridge and through the woods
to set up my installation.
my fingers froze a little.
hello deer. hello raccoons.

look at this delicate skeleton of a leaf.

womb adventures.
first human i ever interacted with.

happy birthday to v
(and me).

i like to imagine us swimming together,
frolicking in a liquid universe,
discussing our existences,
and wondering where
the h~e~e~e~e~e~ll we are.

FREE MAGIC 8 BALL READINGS!

this is my public art project #1: FREE GIVEAWAY
(it could be an object, service, or trade)
addressing social space & trust
and the chance to engage in
interaction and conversation.

we managed to get a lot of participation from strangers
and heard many interesting narratives..

this man ended up standing next to that building
the entire afternoon watching us with his "family tree"

this one faked a british accent and needs a social security #.
he got really creepy and hung around for a while,
popping his head in every once in a while to say a riddle.

everyone wanted a magic 8 ball reading.
then a protest passed through.a crowd formed.
"am i going to get married?"
"is my van going to get fixed?"
"will i find true love in scotland?"
"am i going to get bud tonight?"

photo credits: briannabear.
may, mary, and brianna,
thank you for the moral support,
crowd attracting, and sitting through
disturbing conversations with strangers.

this is how i spent my last day as a teenager.
couldn't have been better ;-)

mary and i had fun.
she likes to talk about this show where
people eat comet and sleep with their hair dryers.