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About Me

Holy Crap
My text overlaps itself.


I'm infatuated with the idea of cellular padding on a molecular level. I want to trade genetic material with someone whose insides are a hollow mass like mine with a little orb in the middle eminating light. Blood and guts don't exsist in me, only in movies. Becuase movies are real and everything around me is just props and bad casting.
"My work runs contrary to canonical concepts concerning the purpose of a work of art. Above all my work is inherently personal and, to a point, self-centered. This is not to say that I do not want people to gain something from what I create. However, mine is not a work done necessarily for the people. My foremost concern when working on a piece of art is the way in which it specifically speaks to me. Through that, I determine what it is about the work that is universally accessible. Art in society exists by a double standard. It has been argued that a good work of art will have the individual mark of the artist's hand, but ultimately exists for the public that experiences and judges it. Works in the cannon are deemed timeless, effectively becoming the property of a society. When I create a work of art, the viewer's response and acceptance of it is an afterthought. My intentions are firmly rooted in my personal experience, which may or may not be applicable to others. That said, there is something intrinsic to all human existence which I believe allows my work to communicate universal themes, much of which is a direct effect of how personally subjective my intentions are."
-Kore
Emily and Kore's photoblog
Personal Blag
I am not happy with the human race At least not the ones around here. I am an angry girl. I am a very happy person. I do not care for social graces and the structures that they are founded on. Chances are I won't care for you unless...

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My Blog

Painting series I am working on.

I am going to be doing four portraits hopefully before I leave for Georgia. Update on that later. But anyway here are the first three pictures I have taken of the self portrait which is one of the fou...
Posted by on Mon, 22 Dec 2008 01:46:00 GMT

UH some emo poetry for yall. Or me. Or whatever.

We can play divorcewith neat little chalk white lines drawn down the bed and the living roomand we can play house with neat little piles of laundry, coffee in the morning, movie before bedYou can spli...
Posted by on Mon, 24 Nov 2008 16:31:00 GMT

Take it how you like.

you'll fold your hands and look into my eyeswe cant explain  how we got to this placebut every day is a new escapeyou'll fold your hands and say for this moment, we haveand nothing else will come...
Posted by on Fri, 03 Oct 2008 10:48:00 GMT

I guesss I am a little grumpy.

But being here unfourtanatly reminds me how much I fucking hate San Diego.
Posted by on Tue, 26 Aug 2008 12:39:00 GMT

Yup Ima be a catty bitch all up in this peice for a hot second.

So "ugly", "got fat", "already fat", "lost some weight but is still a criminal", "replacement Emily" and "Emily's why did I ever date him ex boyfriend" were all walking around faire on Sunday. It was ...
Posted by on Mon, 18 Aug 2008 10:42:00 GMT

Things that are making thinky in my head.

A. I fucking love faire.B. I  fucking love Charles.Thats really all I got right now.
Posted by on Tue, 12 Aug 2008 15:21:00 GMT

So much, so much... Past comes up like vomit.

I don't want to be in the city. I would not mind Kew Gardens, but I want to be near people from faire... silly as that sounds, but those people seem to have really been there.   I was looking thr...
Posted by on Thu, 31 Jul 2008 01:18:00 GMT

Update, request, phone numbers.

ALICIA! I still need yer number. Text me your verizon and the sprint. Also, if you have Jadeys, Rhiannons and Sues I need those as well.   Anyway. Here is the update on the NY trip for the summer...
Posted by on Thu, 10 Jul 2008 18:44:00 GMT

Mojos Hip Fund

Several years ago I found my dog Mojo outside of a Mexican Restaurant. He had been tied up to a shoestring and chewed it loose. He smelled like fish and the police told me to take him home since the p...
Posted by on Fri, 27 Jun 2008 19:23:00 GMT

San Juan Capistrano

So Charles and I went to the Mission in San Juan Capistrano (sp?) today after dropping off my mother at her friends house for some retreat/hotel visit thinger-doo-dad. We decided to wander around town...
Posted by on Thu, 03 Apr 2008 19:39:00 GMT