eric fischl

It is evenings like these where oddly nothing comes to play, in some random assorted way, that I honestly dislike montclair. because I feel like there is so much more to this, to whatever or who ever i am than just, being here. in my skin. I want to go. I want to meet new people. i want to make some sort of connections.

but i believe my personal expectations are just too high for my own good sometimes. today i did nothing, and with that i also accomplished nothing. and not accomplishing anything makes me feel like i wasted my day. to compensate:
To DO list before next week:
1) sketch like a man man. woman?
2) keep my fingers crossed for getting that job.
3) but books.
4) create my new work out schedule.
5) come up with a new game plan. fo seriiious.

I believewhat I need right now is a cup of tea and someone. Intriguing and intellectual to discuss interesting matters with, regarding whatever comes to mind. Impulsively communicating with no boundaries. I feel as though it is amongst the best ways to get to know someone new. And I am completely ready for change, of any sorts even slightly negative. Just for the rush to run through my veins, to be faced with a challenge, to stimulate my mind. Anything at all to make me feel out of the ordinary. I’m open and welcoming any sort of change. Preferably good change.

oddly enough, i have found some sort of adventure to ease my mind for the evening. after all the night is still young for me. in the mean time take a gander at eric fischl's artwork. oddly disturbing, slightly sexual, total "surburbia", and says he loves painting things that are unheard of to talk about. nooooice.












my fave ^ ^ ^






more here on his websiiite.
http://www.ericfischl.com/images/images.html