bethb's Diaryland Diary

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bad art i couldn't make up if i wanted to

I just did something potentialy embarrassing, but the reward could make up for it. maybe more on that some other day.
oh weather....please make up yo' mind.

yesterday was actually really nice and mild and then windy and then mild and then windy. and now it's pretty f-ing cold.

last night i went to the first friday gallery walk in dupont with sean. i had heard good things about the show at the printmaker's guild. i had heard wrong. it wasn't anything great.
then we went to a few more galleries where i saw perhaps the worst things i've ever seen.
4 black and white photographs of a piece of crumpled paper.
no lie. it was the kind of bad that you can't even make up. it was like sit-com bad.
and hanging not far from it was another photograph that i can only assume happened, say, last summer....someone went to their favorite grocery store or perhaps farmers market and bought a delicious cantaloupe and took it home, cut it open, removed the seeds and then carved some fallopian tubes, stuck some pomegranate seeds where the ovaries would be and then the vaginal canal and took a photograph of it.
someone took a cantaloupe and made it into a uterus and then further embarrassed the fruit by taking photos of it.
seriously. i could not make that up it i wanted to.
sean thinks they were maybe high school kids because there were a bunch of kids outside, but they looked older to me, but kids look older now in general i think.
there is so much bad crap out there that sometimes i wonder why i'm so embarassed to show my stuff.
file under things i should be embarrassed about:
i had this classmate that i hated. hated and completely disrespected. but she had this dog. a rescue boxer named buttercup. i loved loved LOVED the shit out of that dog. she was the most gentle, obedient, slightly needy dog ever. she would sit on your foot so you wouldn't walk away. you could actually take her into the theatre and she would sit patiently in a seat beside you.
she was probably the greatest, most patient dog ever to walk the planet. so the fact that this horrible girl got her was terrible.
i'm googling her to see if buttercup is still around...i think i found her on myspace (i'm so lame) but the photos aren't loading.
is it weird to still love a dog that wasn't yours 8 years later?

9:51 a.m. - 2006-12-02

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