Ink stamp art

Fuck you - Ink stamp on paper

Woot! I just bought some ink stamps and pads, and I'm planning to make more art pieces like the one above. Sometimes when you click print on a computer, you miss out on personally printing your message. When I stamp ink down on paper, it makes me feel in control, I'm not a slave to some word processor. I'm the word processor.

Jarrett

Poem, from my little book.

I'm looking through my little book today and come across a random poem. I wrote it a few weeks ago on lunch break, sitting in a little park a couple blocks from school. I find it difficult staying inside on a nice day, in a stuffy cafeteria listening to garbled noise and eating processed garbage food. So i pack lunch everyday and walk to the park on lunch hour. I'd rather drink in nature, than sterility.

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Mighty wind blows
trees sway under false clouds
the wind can't blow me down.

I notice a child
on the taut blue strands
Laughing, and swaying into infinity.

A timeless birch
bears it's green buds
summer isn't quite here yet
for the air smells crisp.

A mangled cage of wasted nature stops in it's tracks
temporarily forgetting it's own erraticness.

Three forgotten souls roam
in their tight-legged dress
flail their satchels whilst they frolic.

Waves ripple on tall grass
their blades singing a silent sonnet.
The waves are too familiar
I come from the land of a thousand lakes.

The flag dances it's jingoist jig
impending doom on the horizon.
I must leave before the ceiling unleashes it's wrath.

I must return to slavery
like everybody else.


Yours,

Jarrett

The striped shirt.

Striped Shirt - photo rotoscoped in gimp

I like my striped shirt. Why? Well, I guess it's because I bought it for under two dollars at the salvation army shop. It's a good shirt, nice and airy. I must have bought it about five years ago, for retro day in grade eight. I was being an 80's Marty Mcfly character. Wore a vest and my mom's jeans and everything. I don't remember a reaction to my get-up from the other students, I doubt they cared at all. Aside from a few teachers laughing at me, that was about it.

Damn, I like this stupid shirt. It's one of my few button up ones. It's not even an 80's type shirt, to be honest. It's an older brand, Premiere Collection. It looks like a forty year old, young Bob Dylan type shirt. It looks better tucked in blue jeans, but nobody tucks their shirts in anymore. That's why I like it.

Jarrett

Spring!

Well, spring is really in full swing in Manitoba now! The grass is green, the birds are singing, bees are buzzing around. Here's a video I shot outside the other night at sunset, filming the beauty of the grass.

Spring is here!

Yours,

Jarrett

Photo enlarger & chemicals.

My dad found a Besseler 35mm photo enlarger last week for ten dollars! It came with all the developing chemicals, and container so I can develop black and white film at home! It includes a whole bunch of light filters for print making, so i will probably experiment with different colours.

Here it is:

Where do babies come from?

Have you ever wondered where babies come from? From a cave of course! Tom Green shows us how throwing baby dolls around can actually be funny in an immature way. The fighter jets and the cops showing up adds a whole other element to the simple physical gag.



My Stunt Baby video is pretty similar, only my doll is stuntman. He does kid stunts, like riding a trike down a big hill, playing road hockey, and strapping himself to a roof of a car. Turns out my idea wasn't so original after all. Strange synchronicity, don't you think?

Yours,

Jarrett

My desk.

In a rush today, all I have is a picture of my desk.

That is all.

Jarrett