letter of intent. MDIA 3005

My father is worried about my future, he is challenged by my ideas about life and the universe. I am an artist whose head is hanging off the edge of society, but lives every step of society’s rhythm. I believe in a certain utopia, and I attempt to create and live in it. This utopia should be adaptable and grow out of today’s society. It encompasses freedom, love and creativity. Because of love, there is a natural need for communication today. The internet and other new media is a new space with a new distance. People and their manifestation of love and creative output are a keyword and a button away.

hoko’s

I don’t remember the last time I dealt with that much spilling sheet music, unbalanced vibrations, neglected notes, red curly hair and close strangers.

notes were flying off the page. they were meant to be grapes crushed into wine by the dancing crowd. I mapped out the crowd before they arrived, and placed their nameplates in their proper squares on the checkerboard floor. In my head anyway. On earth, the crowd was there before i arrived. They came for young sin and red square.

scared shitless! I am probably more confident hitting rails in the snow than i am in this stage game. i’ve been playing this instrument for life, and here i am playing catch up.

i think i smiled once at hettie, and was pretty shy around the big ‘fro.