Ok, calling him a Kraken-Man is a little bit harsh, but he was pretty rude. Allow me to explain. Lately, I’ve been going on craigslist and searching under the gigs section for ways to earn some extra Christmas cash. So I find this ad asking for someone to “airbrush” ten photos for ten bucks. Shitty deal; nevertheless, out of the goodness of my heart and the pleasure I take in editing photos, I offer to edit them for him. He sends me some pictures of this girl dressed in different outfits (he’s obviously running some sort of clothing company for children) and tells me that he just wants them to look really “professional and what not.” With these vague words in mind, I edit some of the photos and send them back to him to see what he thinks. Kraken-man writes back saying, “I dont know what to make of them, the airbrushing looks very grainy, very 1970′s, was that souposed to be the look? The ones I went u before airbrushing actually look brighter.” First of all, he didn’t even bother spell checking his email. Rude. Second of all, he called my pictures grainy, which means that he has awful eyesight because not only did I remove a ton of noise from his pictures, but I sharpened the edges and increased the overall quality of his shots. You can see one of my edits to the left. Above is the original, below is my edit. Anyway, I write him back telling him that I’d be happy to edit them in a different way, and he doesn’t even have the decency to reply to my email. Finally, I send him another email asking what the deal is, and he writes back telling me that he has found someone else. So I got paid jack shit for editing four of his photos and treating him like a little princess. Kraken-Man, you’ll get what’s comin’ to ya. Mark my words! I don’t mean to backbite craigslist, because I’ve had plenty of pleasant experiences with other people on craigslist… but this Kraken-Man is disgracing the entire website. And I DON’T like it. There you go. Rant is over. Peace.
I just wanted to let you know that I made a set on my Flickr dedicated to the Toronto Zombie Walk 2009. This annual event was held on the 24th of October, and it consisted of people dressing up as zombies and marching around Kensington Market while yelling and eating people. I went with my roomie to snap some pics. I found out about it because apparently they published the wrong date for it in the newspaper, and a bunch of people dressed up as disappointed zombies a week early. Poor guys.
Hey! So I made a vimeo account, and this is my first upload. I explain what it’s about in the video description on vimeo, but just to give you a little idea, my roomie and I are making a little TV show, and this clip is going to run at the beginning of our episodes. We were trying to come up with names for a production company… and we ended up with “Milkman Zombie Productions” because I was a zombie for Halloween and my roommate was a milkman. So I just drew a little sketch in Flash and threw together a crap animation. At least he’s ugly so he has a home at the Ugly Club. With you, cause you’re ugly too. That’s right, I’m calling you ugly.
I’m going to Ottawa this week, so I don’t know if I’ll have the internet, so I don’t know if I’ll be blogging… like you care, whoever you are. Peace hoe.
Sorry it’s been a while. I have been way too busy lately, but I’m back now—and still alive. I have been taking a ton of photos lately because I am hoping to enter a photography competition that focuses on teen fashion. I promise I’ll post my shots soon, but I kind of want to finish submitting them and make sure I have everything in order before I put them on my Flickr, or as I like to call it, “Flickaaah.” Um… damn it. In the mean time, I posted some photos of my friends. Hope you like ‘em. And don’t think I forgot about Jelly of Doom. I’m working on it.
Peace.
I found this stop motion video online. It’s a student’s senior project, and it was made with more than 6,000 post-its. It took 3 months of planning and four days to film. Delicious results.
Last weekend, my friend had a 90s-themed birthday party, which was completely awesome in every way… especially because I had an excuse to wear my grey onesie and stuff it with a giant pillow. No, I didn’t just wear it as party attire (although now I totally would, cause I was by far the most comfortable person there.) It was a costume party, and I was a beanie baby. I would love to take credit for the costume idea, but my friend suggested it. I just wore my grey pajamas stuffed with a pillow and made a TY tag that I hung from my earring. Oh yeah almost forgot, my tag said that I was “Doogus the Rodent.” Spiffy, right?
One of the best parts of the night was traveling to the party because I was dressed up in all of my gear. I did go with my roommate who was dressed kind of like a backstreet boy, so that made things a little easier, but we still got lots of looks. The best was probably a group of really manly men who walked by and yelled, “what the fuck was that,” to which I replied, “your mother.” On the subway I got a little smirk from this cute japanese girl, so that was pretty exciting. My entire transportation experience got me thinking that I should dress up more often because it’s really fun to weird people out. I mean, people are either really amused or they feel entirely awkward, but either way it’s fun for me.
Which leads me to the fact that halloween is sneaking up. Halloween always kind of takes me by surprise, and by that I mean that I never have time to think of a good costume. I’ve been Mario, bubble wrap, a wizard, etc., but I feel like all my costumes were kind of thrown together last minute. So… PLEASE post any costume ideas here so that either I can steal them or a reader can steal them. I also just really want to hear from someone, so that I know people are reading this. I’m pretty sure people aren’t reading this though… so… great. This is awesome. Um, bye?
I stumbled upon Jan Wennekes’ website the other day, and I am in love. Jan, also known as Zeptonn, is an illustrator from The Netherlands whose art features cute little cactus-monster type guys. This guy has designed t-shirts, wall art, and boots among other things. Take a look at this video of him doodling on a wall in the Studio Pats office. Apparently he is using Uni Posca pens? Never heard of them, but I’ll check ‘em out and get back to you.
Well, calling it a catastrophe isn’t really fair because the food turned out to be quite yummy—I was just splattered with a lot of hot oil in the process (not fun.) Anyway, I was in Kensington Market the other day, and I found some P.A.N., a South American cornmeal product that my Venezuelan friend introduced me to. I thought I’d buy it and have a go at making empanadas. Thing is, I had never made them before (just watched my friend make them.) They looked easy enough to make. So I took some chicken and vegetables and wrapped everything up in the corn dough to make little pouffy delights, and when I plopped ‘em in the olive oil to fry, I burned my arm! Disastrous! It’s now a week later and I’m still covered in Band-Aids and blisters. But wait, it gets worse. After I finished all my cooking and bandaging, I went down to get my laundry out of the dryer, and my chap-stick had melted all over my clothes. Later, I found out that my headphones went through the wash as well. Just lovely! Well at least I had a good meal that night…
P.S. If you’re ever in Toronto, check out Kensington Market because there are lots of cool thrifty stores and markets. I’ve been going there to get all of my nuts, dried fruit, and granola because its really cheap and everything seems pretty fresh. There’s also this store there called Blue Banana Market that sells tons of random stuff like birthday cards and tupperware and those weird trick candies that die your tongue blue. And there’s a cafe in the front with scrumptious cupcakes and other baked goods. Basically, it’s a bumpin’ store, so you best check it out if your ever in the area because it’ll change your life. Over and out!
I have finally admitted to myself that I am a complete Flickr whore, and there is no turning back now. I don’t even go to google anymore when I want to find out more about a certain something. I just type it in on Flickr. Anyway, I couldn’t resist posting about this person’s photostream because it is absolutely amazing. I won’t take any credit for finding these photos myself. I found them on the Flickr blog, but trust me, that doesn’t make them any less cool. The folks at Flickr obviously have pretty good taste: these photos are delicious.
I love this girls photographs! She’s only sixteen, which makes me feel really unaccomplished… but I’ll get over it because her photos make me so happy. Her flickr account is pimpin’ but you have to check out her website if you want to peruse in greater detail. I don’t know what it is but lately I’ve been finding all these great photographers on Flickr, and then I find out that they’re 12 or something crazy like that. It’s not fair! And most of them are from England, but not Chrissie… which makes me feel very patriotic. You go Chrissie White. I think I have an internet crush. Not in a creepy way, just in a friendly sort of way. ish.
Ok, calling him a Kraken-Man is a little bit harsh, but he was pretty rude. Allow me to explain. Lately, I’ve been going on craigslist and searching under the gigs section for ways to earn some extra Christmas cash. So I find this ad asking for someone to “airbrush” ten photos for ten bucks. Shitty deal; nevertheless, out of the goodness of my heart and the pleasure I take in editing photos, I offer to edit them for him. He sends me some pictures of this girl dressed in different outfits (he’s obviously running some sort of clothing company for children) and tells me that he just wants them to look really “professional and what not.” With these vague words in mind, I edit some of the photos and send them back to him to see what he thinks. Kraken-man writes back saying, “I dont know what to make of them, the airbrushing looks very grainy, very 1970′s, was that souposed to be the look? The ones I went u before airbrushing actually look brighter.” First of all, he didn’t even bother spell checking his email. Rude. Second of all, he called my pictures grainy, which means that he has awful eyesight because not only did I remove a ton of noise from his pictures, but I sharpened the edges and increased the overall quality of his shots. You can see one of my edits to the left. Above is the original, below is my edit. Anyway, I write him back telling him that I’d be happy to edit them in a different way, and he doesn’t even have the decency to reply to my email. Finally, I send him another email asking what the deal is, and he writes back telling me that he has found someone else. So I got paid jack shit for editing four of his photos and treating him like a little princess. Kraken-Man, you’ll get what’s comin’ to ya. Mark my words! I don’t mean to backbite craigslist, because I’ve had plenty of pleasant experiences with other people on craigslist… but this Kraken-Man is disgracing the entire website. And I DON’T like it. There you go. Rant is over. Peace.
Well, calling it a catastrophe isn’t really fair because the food turned out to be quite yummy—I was just splattered with a lot of hot oil in the process (not fun.) Anyway, I was in Kensington Market the other day, and I found some P.A.N., a South American cornmeal product that my Venezuelan friend introduced me to. I thought I’d buy it and have a go at making empanadas. Thing is, I had never made them before (just watched my friend make them.) They looked easy enough to make. So I took some chicken and vegetables and wrapped everything up in the corn dough to make little pouffy delights, and when I plopped ‘em in the olive oil to fry, I burned my arm! Disastrous! It’s now a week later and I’m still covered in Band-Aids and blisters. But wait, it gets worse. After I finished all my cooking and bandaging, I went down to get my laundry out of the dryer, and my chap-stick had melted all over my clothes. Later, I found out that my headphones went through the wash as well. Just lovely! Well at least I had a good meal that night…
