busy

_posted in dayedayerocks | 31 January 2006

tons going on... ill update later this week...

_soundcheck: tupac, me against the world

"to lose interest in the third act..."

_posted in art | 24 January 2006

sp put me on to this today... the great milton glaser speaks about the arts... it left me with a great feeling... and hopeful... and any man who can rock a scarf that hardcore is a freakin god in my book...

hillman curtis creates a nice short about glaser's views on art.

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my belief is if i like mozart and you like mozart, we already have something in common. so the likelihood of our killing each other has been dimensioned.

i got aim schooled this morning...

_posted in dayedayerocks | 24 January 2006

daye: im sick again
chris: no. bad! no!
daye: i know... so i think im gonna miss this class today. i dont want to get anyone sick... or should i go you think?
chris: fuck making people sick. did you move out to california to look out for the well being of other? or to do something with yourself
daye: you are wise
chris: I'm just saying. its nearing two years
daye: damn chris
chris: and you are mentally making yourself sick
daye: dont be so harsh.
chris: so you won't have to face change
daye: wow. i dont even have words for that
chris: I have a word for it. bullshit. I'm completely pulling this out of my ass but you really should go to the class
daye: ok...
chris: unless I'm bed ridden with a fever I always go. a high fever. non of that 99 degrees bullshit
daye: ok.. its been awhile since ive done the school thing
chris: jobviously
daye: i need to get back on track and tighten it up
chris: jobviously
daye: well i just got schooled... 'preciate it

how is this possible!

_posted in dayedayerocks | 24 January 2006

so ive figured out why ive been so tired the last few days... im SICK!!! it's not even february yet and im SICK!!!! you would think after being sick SEVEN times last year that this year id get a break, but no.... i woke up at 1.30am with that very familiar itchy feel in my throat and the pressure in my ears... damn germ infested l.a.

something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue

_posted in dayedayerocks | interactive narratives | 20 January 2006

let's face it, ive been NOTHING but lazy these first twenty days of 2006 and if there are two types of people i hate thats people who are lazy and lazy motherfuckers... so instead of going to photo l.a. as planned im spending this weekend organizing my overly unorganized life, begin preparing for classes next month and tying up lose ends...

and as i wrote the above i got an email confirming my sitting in on a documentary film class at ucla this quarter... with a fucking awesome FEMALE documentary filmmaker. needless to say, im beyond excited and just plain ready to start this damn journey of filmmaking... no more excuses or sidestepping... get it done or move beyond the dream...

_new interactive piece
celia cruz! holy shit... when did this happen... cause im in love with this woman... for those of you in d.c make your asses over to the national museum of american history for the exhibit: ¡azúcar! the life and music of celia cruz. it has been declared! this weekend is celia cruz day in casa de daye!

anywho, im listing some olds favorites in interactive narratives that i've been in love with since forever...

becoming human: this one was the first interactive narrative i can remember experiencing. i fell in love with it and the idea of it... this will always be the mark that all others are measured against

ali vs bingham

churchill and the great republic

lewis and clark

moticello explorer

yin yu tang, a chinese house

price of freedom: americans at war

_soundcheck: stars, set yourself on fire

"it has survived wars, prisons, and strife"

_posted in art | dayedayerocks | photography | 17 January 2006

so those who know me know that im a fan of viggo mortenson's art and photography... so i was rather jazzed to see his new exhibit (with georg gudni) at track 16 in santa monica this saturday. so the show started at 6pm and by 6.15 we walked out... i was seriously disappointed by the work and by the presentation of the work... the photography is part of a book called "for wellington" and its compromised mostly of movement and light... which is great if it's "light and motion #3" in photography 101 at university x or some shit like that... some of the pieces were HUGE, as in six feet tall and for no reason. i just felt this overwhelming sense of coldness from them, nothing more... there were a few pieces that stood out, only because the other pieces weren't necessarily able to stand on their own merit... then in the third and final and smallest room were various series of what looked like pin hole camera shots that were absolutely beautiful... black and white pieces... the composition, the depth of field, the fact each individual piece fit with the other pieces in its series, made for good art viewing... why these pieces were pushed in the back room and last to be seen, i dont know... but most of my 15 minutes was spent there.

thank god that the patricia correia gallery also had an opening that night, and we were able to walk across the way and enjoy some fucking art. correia gallery only shows mexican-american and chicano/a art and damn if it wasn't fucking great. there were pieces by three different artists and they all held this visceral quality about them (which most of mortenson's pieces lacked).

i've never heard of gronk until that night, but a coworker told me his mom bought tons of his stuff in the seventies at mexican flea markets and shit for almost no money... and damn if i didnt just love his pieces... they really evoked reactions, some on several levels... the santa fe reporter has an interview with gronk (art director) and peter sellars, the director of the opera ainadamar.

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East LA-born artist Gronk is an exquisite rebel, part of a clique of avant-garde Chicano artists in the late 1960s that avoided the clichés of macho nationalism. A queer, a painter more informed by I Love Lucy reruns than Aztec pyramids, an organic political activist with a sharp wit, I imagine Gronk what Oscar Wilde would have been like if he’d lived through our years of plague and reaction.

gaspar enriquez's piece, La Patsy, Los Homeboys, y Bush, is definitely an interesting piece. more so, because the order of the pieces can be changed about, as well as props added, like the brown sacked libation... enriquez says, "One is born a Mexican-American, but one chooses to be a Chicano, Politically charged, the Chicano lifestyle has been passed from one generation to another. It has survived wars, prisons, and strife." i hear you brother...

and my favorite of the three, Xavier Cazares Cortez!

chicano prayer wheels anyone? how awesome is this... and yes i did spin the hell out of the "just a little bit louder now" prayer wheel.... cause damn if it can ever be loud enough... or fast enough or angry enough or high enough... his collage of pieces were just amazing... my favorite of course, "don't Tell GgoD your plans"

the time spent in the correia gallery was definitely time well spent... and i left with a nice little piece of merchandise... no, no artwork (which would have been fucking nice), but i did purchase the saddest place on earth by camille rose garcia. it is currently the book of feature on the new coffee table...

flickr pictures from the exhibit

_soundcheck: bob marley, kaya

too bad...

_posted in dayedayerocks | 13 January 2006

too bad my boy sp is no longer collecting vinyls any more... cause i like the blowupdolls enough to do some sharing... oh well... hehehehe...

"yes, ill take the front row of hell, please."

_soundcheck: sly & robbie, african roots on my new black video ipod (my one WANT for the year)

money does a soul some good...

_posted in dayedayerocks | education | news | 11 January 2006

last night i finally got this freelance check ive been waiting on for a minute... not just waiting on passively, but actively making LISTS of things to buy... i mean serious lists, people... not just random shit i've wanted for awhile, but a notepad file filled with links to specific items i didnt need until now, now that i have extra paper to burn...

it's funny how moving to l.a. and being on the edge of broke every month changed my need list. how things that were a mandatory at home; a new cell phone every year, comic books, gadgets and tons of magazines were the essentials. i can't remember the last magazine i bought, or book for that matter. sitting in the bookstore reading a magazine from cover to cover is not a shameful thing and hell what else is the research library for, but to check out all the books i thought i needed to buy.

and after opening that letter and seeing that check, i really dont want to spend any of it... but i know i have to, cause not having furniture is no longer an option... and my ikea short sofa is killing my fucking neck... so it's off to spend a chunk of change on furniture and other needs.

_in other news

i missed seeing jonathon kozol speak at antioch university, cause i was trying to pack for my trip home the night of the event back in november... i love this man on so many levels. if you havent read his essays or his books, you're missing a lot of great information. kozol is an amazing force when it comes to the commentary of america's educational system. his criticism of the educational system and his very honest dialogue of race in the system is very necessary for a bureaucracy that needs to be torn down completely and rebuilt from the ground up.

i found this great mp3 from a counterspin interview over at fair.org... take a LISTEN!

_soundcheck: michael rose & sly & robbie, x uhuru

driving around in a jcb

_posted in music | 05 January 2006

nizlopi's animated video and song made me smile a lot... i love it...

jcb music video.... you even download it from itunes... it's created by the same kids (monkeehub) who did the acoustic radiohead creep

_soundcheck: damien rice, o

indigenism

_posted in the world | 04 January 2006

im hoping that evo morales is going to be true to his word to make yet another latin american country, made poor by corruption and other countries' foreign policies, richer off its own resources. it's not hard to find poor countries in south america, but to be the poorest country in south america, means its a ridiculously poor country... bolivia's had a host of issues to contend with; privitization, free trade, five presidents in four years...

now bolivia has an indigenous president, it's first indigenous president... i learned a new term today... indigenism

christopher anderson does a nice piece on the bolivian elections...

_soundcheck: gregory isaacs, ras potraits

random encounters...

_posted in dayedayerocks | 04 January 2006

so it's a new year and i still marvel at times that i live on the opposite side of the country... insane... there are certain things that more or less make a place home to me... one of the most important, is the random encounter... you know, you're driving down the street and you decide to stop at store x and while there, friend y walks up to you... then you plan something to do later that night or tomorrow night or whatever...

i figure that it would take another year before that happened here, cause i only know a few people, but it's all about quality not quantity people... anyway, while at the gas station at 9.30pm new year's eve, some guy walks up behind me, grabs me and says "daye."

"who the hell is this!?!" and i turn around and it's andy. i know andy... omg i just had a random encounter... i just had my first random encounter... i so live in l.a. now! forget the high rent, the cost of gas, the beaches, ucla, none of that really made it as real as my first official random encounter!!! and from this random encounter, greatness ensued and new year's was spent with some cool l.a. kids and a friend from home... arie and his new bride, ariela (i know, too cute)...

four days down and 361 days to go...

_soundcheck: beres hammond, music for life