As you might have noticed, eighth term at Art Center is kicking my ass.

Good news is, I bought a Vandercook 4 Proof Press which once printed a Danish language newspaper somewhere in the San Fernando Valley, I am frantically putting together my portfolio but it looks to be going somewhere, and I'm almost kinda but not quite done with getting my promo pieces together. All this is good. I think. I might actually be able to start working for real again in another month or two.

Bad news is, even though I'm doing lots and lots and lots of work, I completely lack the time to post it (or any of the remainder of my roadtrip, not that you're still interested at this late date). If I did have the time to post, that would mean I'm procrastinating. Just like I am now. Because I don't want to do my taxes or finish my portfolio or finish writing my paper on the Maysles Brothers' Grey Gardens for my history of documentary film class. And that would be bad. All-nighters need to be reserved for screaming epithets at the Epson printer for doing something weird to the colors on my promo piece, not resizing photos to fit into a blog entry that about 4 people actually read.

So anyway. This blog is going on hiatus until I have lots of free time, which likely won't be until after this is all over, if ever. Then I'll probably be moving far, far away - and if I do, I won't really be an Angeleno anymore.

So this blog is sputtering out, like all the others I've linked to - it seems like everybody I know has lost the desire, or time, or whatever it took to keep a blog going after a year or so. I still check them religiously but they're unfailingly blank and the css has broken and lo and behold, when I went and looked at it for the first time in a month today, mine went and did the same thing. Well, except for that random post about some girl's toe I made long ago that has turned into a message board/support group for people with strangely shaped thumbs. I guess I owe it to them to keep this live, if inactive. Where else would they find a place to vent their frustrations about their mutant digits?

So anyway. Farewell, maybe for now, maybe for always. If you happen to be in Pasadena, come to the Grad Show at Art Center on April 23 and you can see what I've been working on, printed big and on a wall and everything. With a DJ and booze and food from Ciudad and drunk art school girls.

The End.