mediocrity is straight, texas lea with an "A"

sorry for the long pause....i am back and as grammatically incorrect as ever :)
i have been working too much & have not had time for even a ten minute rant about, well, anything. so...i guess i will ramble about work until i think of something else. work is good. i have too much to do all the time. and i have realized that i like things this way. my friends are always asking me why i work so much & there are days when i ask myself the same thing. but i was kind of raised to be add or adhd or whatever, i cant decide. every year, growing up, it was something different. basketball, dance, gymnastics, tennis, golf, ballet, piano....i couldnt commit to a damn thing, because i was constantly busy doing twelve other things. consequently, i am mediocre at all the above mentioned sport. not good, not bad, just ok. i know the rules and how to be decent at it, but i am not going to be winning any awards any time soon. this has been a source of frustration for many years, and a pretty kick ass talent, too. i guess i conform well. dont worry....im not going to continue rambling on about myself this entire post (will save that for tomorrow), i am simply realizing that from scene-to-scene, i am starting to reach my plateau of phases. im not saying im boring yet, i just think that being a work-a-holic suits me. work hard, play hard- best motto e v e r. just so happens that i need and have been good at finding jobs and projects that are a little bit different every day, so that i dont get bored and start to make paper clip sculptures.

so, i am going to TOAST and you should join me. yes, you. it will be fun. i have been attending lectures with my classmates at the goethe institut (mostly on urban design, sustainable living/architecture/design, photography, film-making, literature) and a huge group of us are coordinating a massive bike attack on the new york art scene. face and body painting optional but strongly recommended. (note to sabrina: please make sure your face/body paint is not red, as it would be unfortunate for you to get hit by a car or kicked out of galleries due to accidental patriotism and/or gang confusion)
the painting above is by the guy who painted this piece in 1985:

i remember studying it in a visual art class in college. he has some really bad art, but his politically charged stuff is being copied by tons of marketing genius "artists" these days. we will see what he has to say....

i went to the film forum this week with my friend john, my personal new york city tour guide. they are showing godards contempt. i love the theater, the popcorn, the chocolate chip cookies & especially the jasmine tea (they have good honey, too). the film was slightly disappointing, but only for annoying reasons, like, it is hard for me to not be offended by the sexist behavior of the characters, even after i tell myself that it is unfair to judge 1960s films based on modern feminism. hOWever. it is an insanely gorgeous film. who knew capri is heavenly? and, if you can handle the torture of an upper class couple having a massive breakdown in communication over and over and over and over and over and over again, then you, too, will still love godard. afterwards, at our star-studded discussion session, john and i were saying how avant garde films have not changed much over the last fifty years. it seems like we incestualized ourselves right out of creativity on that one. but after noting what is going on in the world of visual & sound media right now, and after i saw the bartenders video creation at freddys last night, i have decided that experimental film is NOW. muahahahahaha. no, seriously, there is some good stuff out there. as if someone found a godard film, watched it for the first time, realized that no one has done much in the way of creativity in the film industry for decades, and said, wow. now theres a market. oh, and then youtube and digital equipment at low prices happened. oh, and i like this one, too. i swear, bill is not paying me to plug him - i just like his music.

i had a conversation with my dad that left me thinking about this mediocrity that i am soooo good at- flying under the radar & getting along with almost anybody. i realized that what i despise most about people & politics is the extremism. there is no need for it. i think luke warm & passive understanding has gotten a bad rap. hot water is dangerous, expensive & wasteful. it can also kill germs that might make us stronger. and cold water, well, it is just uncomfortable, now isnt it. i hear hypothermia isnt fun. i happen to like my bodys homeostasis maintenance mechanism- a scale, if you will. no need for extreme temps, just a nice balance. so...ive decided im going to work really hard at getting extremely good at being even more mediocre than i already am. yep, i am now officially against being good at stuff. other than mediocrity.