BADNESS

Today I arrived home to find my window busted open, my desk littered with papers, and the cool night breeze blowing my curtains. Yes, you've guessed it, tonight I experienced my first break and enter.

My roommate's fancy camera was stolen, which was the most noteworthy item that was taken. Luckily since I've been house sitting at Ben's- my laptop is there. And luckily, other than my laptop.. I don't own anything of any monetary value. My bet is, is that it was the same guy who stole my bike. Aaron came over to put his finger prints all over the crime scene and give me a hug. Consequently he is on a list to have his fingerprints put in the "system".

Today both of our worst nightmares came true.

The Giving Chair

This was a project that I did for my sculpture class last semester. 

The assignment was to make a sculpture out of a chair. 

I made tons of pencils out of my chair, here's the idea behind them.

I began by thinking about where my Salvation Army rescued, sad chair came from, which reminded me of the children's book, The Giving Tree written by Shel Silverstein. I considered the relationship between the tree & the boy, and the trees in my life, and in yours.

 A tree is something that is universally abused. The trees just want to give us shade, a good climb, and friendship, and what do we do? We rip off their leaves, break their limbs, and cut them down. Perhaps, to make a chair. 

A chair, is something that a community abuses. Like the tree, it loves you so, wants to support you, meanwhile your entire family sit on this chair, they knock it over, step on it, and eventually break it. The only thing to do is to throw it out and repurpose it.

Perhaps into a pencil.

A pencil, is something that an individual misuses. Pencils are the things that every person has had, or has and no one seems to care about. We throw them into ceilings, snap off their ends, chew on them, break them, and when we lose them, we don't even blink an eye.

And all they want to do is have us hold them.

WHEN I FIND YOU BIKE THIEF, 

YOU'RE DEAD MEAT.