"Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth.”
“I don’t think about what I make in an art context. I make things that exist in the world. I’m just lucky/unlucky enough that it fits in this niche."
Tom Sachs visited Pratt tonight and it was awesome.
Everything he said was memorable— and he said MANY things, topics ranging from artistic integrity and work ethic, to barbie slave ships and dumpster diving in SOHO back in ‘80. It was inspiring.
Something that particularly resonated with me came from his answer to a audience member’s question. The question was very long and didn’t make much sense (imo and many other’s who turned their heads to the side and were probably thinking “…what?”) But Sachs’ answer was graceful and it went something like this as I’d written it in my notes:
It’s all real—nothing’s fake. It’s just unauthorized. We have an advantage over Apple, Sony, and other ‘big builders’—They can’t show their finger prints or that a human was here. So you’ve got to elevate the love you put into that. That is the only advantage you have over Apple… and you will kill yourself trying to keep up with it.
Though I may not completely agree, I think it’s very meaningful and a striking comment for him to make. It’s also what I wrote down that best stood alone and didn’t need too much context. Otherwise I’d also mention quotes about his pencil marks, cum stains and “soapium”, because Sachs one is a funky dude. Respect.
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My previous CommD professor facebook chatted me from Utica with this photo.
Ahhhh!!!! It means GD USA will show my work in their next issue!
Since switching into an Advertising major I can barely find time to do illustrations for fun (or anything for fun haha), but I absolutely had to do something about it today after a trip to Midtown Comics left me in looooove with the cover of FBP. I bought the issue. It’s so awesome it’s the kind of prized possession I’d want to put in a paper bag and creepily slip to a friend like a sanctified drug.
So being greatly inspired by the style of artist Robbie Rodriguez, I made a self-portrait.
*And I’ve drawn a pineapple so ugly I’ve nowhere to put it— but I cant let the lil guy go either. Enjoy!
If you’ve ever had a journal, you’ll understand what I’m about to say. And if you’ve never, hopefully you will want to get on that.
I lost my journal that I’d started in the 1st of January, 2013 and without it in my hands I’ve also let slip the huge chunk of my year it served to perpetuate. I’m heart broken. I will never love again.
jk I brought myself to order another one after 3 weeks of waiting and hoping. Since I can be a sentimental sap sometimes, I’m going to start this one the day I turn 20 this summer.
So here’s to new memories and new entries and new pug sketches and note to self: don’t ever ever ever write anyone else’s address in your journal for safekeeping because the thought that whoever found it may have sent it to them is smallkine eating me alive but no big deal. You know.