is it winter?

I literally just got very confused about what season it is outside. It's not snowing out, or even cold. I walked around all day in a summer dress. I know it's supposedly summer. But then the combination of being extremely tired, sleepy, sitting in a room with the curtains closed with the lights on even though it's still light out... and reading someone's blog and there were pictures of people wearing coats and winter attire and the phrase I read contained the words "winter" and "snow" and all of a sudden for about a second my brain exploded or vomited, not sure which one... but this crazy thought suddenly appeared that was like "oh my god, it's winter, what am I doing here in the winter? I should be in college? Where did the past year go? I just wasted so much time doing nothing??" and then I looked at the curtains and everything went back to normal reality. Phew... this stuff doesn't happen very often.

At the exhibition today I really liked Josef Istler and Vaclav Zykmund. But unfortunately I can't find any works online that I would post here, because I guess the works at the exhibition were their less known ones.

Here is two pictures of me cheating on my cat with Valik's cat. I don't feel particularly bad because Panther is cheating hardcore on me with Zig and Joce. Pfft.

I wore this outfit today and I call it "hipster bride"

Here are some pics of this gruesome tunnel that I have to walk through almost every day to get to the metro or go to town or whatever, now the tunnel is decorated with "street art". I actually really like it!

Three more weeks in Prague. Let's make it good? (The Crookers: "We Make It Good")

Also, here is my favorite photo from last night, which was Sasha's birthday. I like it because it was so random what we were doing. Me and Fish discovered the dog, Mitya, standing on the stairs. We started petting him, slowly sliding down the stairs. Then Fish suggested we should slide all the way down and see if anyone noticed us gone. Then we were discovered by Sasha's Mom who probably thought it was very weird what we were doing. Then we slid down, went and stood in the toilet for about 2 minutes just laughing. Then Valik discovered us and the three of us just stood in the toilet. Then I said if Sasha's Mom would see us three in the toilet she would probably think it very strange, so we went back up and sat on the stairs for a bit.

you can't catch me, i'm immortal!

Here is a selection of art works I am going to be selling on Friday, minus the prints that I brought from America. I am not sure which of the prints I will be selling yet, or if any at all. So here are the definite works, with titles underneath. Prices range from $50-$300. Click to enlarge. The quality of the photos is obviously not great.

Animal Skull

At the Museum Metro Station

At the Urinals

 

Birds #1 and #2

Dark Portrait

Day Dreaming

Delicious

Egyptian Hands #1, 2, 3

Flowers in Blue

Is it Suicide?

Lamp

Memento Mori

Not VIP

Pipe

Posthuman

Postwar

Shot and Proud

Skates

View from the Outside

We All Die

White Flowers

you did WHAT???

Hi! Hello from sunny Prague! I was going to write this post in the Munich airport but I got caught up in re-writing some short stories. Then I was going to write it at night when I couldn't sleep properly due to my jetlag, but I ended up watching Domino instead. Finally now I had some breakfast and some really yummy coffee and I am ready to rolllllllll.

When reading this, the best soundtrack would be the song "VCR" by the xx. Actually, maybe just the whole album "xx" is a good soundtrack to today's post and today's vibe and mood overall.

I always wanted to write about travelling. Flying especially... I guess I can today!

Things I hate about flying:
1. Uncomfortable seats on the plane
2. Always always feeling hungry and thirsty
3. Being really bored and tired
4. Every single stereotype of every nation is represented in every single airport in the world. E.g. Russian wives "Misha, nu chtooooo takoje ya ne ponimaju?? Idi davaj uzhe." - in fur, huge heels, too much make-up and bleached blonde hair. American students in sweatpants, flip-flops and their university jerseys - who told them that this is an appropriate way to dress for a human? Comfort is important, but being a slob is like pissing in public. Sleazy French men, in expensive looking suits, scruffy, slightly intoxicated and effortlessly cool (but sleazy anyway). I could go on but I won't.
5. In some ways all airports are the same, and all airplane situations are the same. Though I do wish they'd sell the same things in all airports, like Dr Pepper and my favorite gum.
6. Two words - OLD PEOPLE. A few more words - OLD PEOPLE THAT DON'T SPEAK ANY LANGUAGE THAT YOU KNOW, including English, German, Russian, Czech.

Things I actually enjoy on flights/travelling
1. Looking outside when the plane is descending, you can see the sky above and the clouds below, and the cities and rivers and forests underneath and it make me feel like I am in space. It gives a different perspective on the world other than just looking up from the ground all the time like a worm.
2. Secretly laughing at people when they freak out at the slightest turbulence. OMG WE'RE GONNA DIE NOW.
3. Seeing cool people - they really stand out in airports amongst the crowds of same-looking hundreds of businessmen, families, teenagers, etc. I like to think that I'm one of those =^.^=
4. Free alcohol on Lufthansa flights. That glass of red wine helps me sleeeeeeeeep
5. Testing your patience during all the long lines, waiting, shuffling, staring, getting annoyed at that one person who takes forever to "undress" for security or that one person that is arguing with the employees during boarding, or that one person at check-in that has way too many suitcases or too heavy suitcases and takes forever to decide what to do about it. Patience is taught through uncomfortable situations.

The other day I was watching "The Ballroom Blitz" by Sweet and the bass player caught my attention:

Steven Priest

Look at this cute Siamese kitty drawing!

It's not mine. I don't know who did it.

I forgot how cool it is in our apartment here. In Bloomington our flat gets so hot and I guess I just got used to it, whereas now here I am perpetually freezing even though I'm wearing full-length pants, a big tee (my WESN tee! I forgot I had it!) and socks. Socks - very important to keep warm because apparently a lot of heat escapes through your feet! That's why it's important to keep them warm and dry in the winter or the rain season.

I really want to go to Japan. I know, nothing new... tell us something we don't know already. But the reality is that it's DRIVING ME INSANE. I really want to go there, but I think I would be terrified of going there alone. How beautiful are these??

Tokyooo

Mount Fuji

Osaka

Food

Music

0.8 Syooogeki

The Telephones

I HATE DISCCOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Brooks Salzwedel.

Pretty cool, no?

Banksy

Ever heard of "Overself"? I am interested. Dreams. I am in a weird mood today.