Last weekend I felt so accomplished I waited until Wednesday to tell everyone about it for fear that the overwhelming success would blow everyone so far away they would never come back to read this blog. Unfortunately, most of what I accomplished wasn’t really relevant considering I graduate in May and have a ridiculous amount of work that I still need to get done. Regardless of what I accomplished, it gave me happy feelings so I’m going to share it and hopefully you will feel happy feelings too.
It started when I was planning on taking a nap in order to prepare for a 25th birthday party at Skyzone (adulthood at it’s finest). However that did not happen due to a large Dunkin’ Donuts hazelnut iced coffee.
Any time I am unable to nap despite the fact that my body is begging me to, I take the opportunity to do something very irrelevant that I wouldn’t otherwise be able to do because I am either a) sleeping, b) doing relevant homework things, or c) feeling too guilty to do fun things because I should be doing homework, but rather I am sitting on my bed staring at the wall/the TV/ my computer. Because the nap didn’t happen, on Saturday morning after practice I sat on my hair laden floor, listened to loud music, and started to make art things.
This was the result of a lot of random experimentation and home made Mod Podge. On a side note, Mod podge is the fabric of youth, and because the Internet knows lots of things, I was able to make my own for about 4 dollars. Normally that shit costs $17 for a 32oz bottle. This girl bought a $2 bottle of Kroger brand glue (actually I bought 2, it was on sale) and mixed equal parts glue and water. I put it in a Kroger brand plastic container that I bought that day (because it was on sale) and mixed it up. I haven’t used the Mod Podge brand in a while because as you can see I’m not trying to spend that kind of money, but as I recall, this concoction worked just the same. Shout out to Kroger.
The summary of this is basically, I wish I could still be in art classes like I was in high school, Bansky is an inspiration to all, and white girls cannot wear afro picks. It just is a fact.
On Sunday funday Chance the Rapper x Kids These Days were in Louisville, so of course I went. It was AWEsommeee. Here are some photes. And if anyone was wondering, I did finish a paper this day that is not due for two weeks! Yea productivity!
I got this little camera around Christmas time and I have been experimenting with it for the past couple months now. This is what I have learned.
1. This is an Holga 135 toy camera. It takes photos using 35mm film. It is not digital. It’s outside appearance will steal your heart, but what happens on the inside is what will make you fall in love.
2. Not everything that you see through the viewfinder will be what you see on the photo. This becomes obvious after the first roll of film or so. Aim high, or risk cutting peoples heads off. You can also see that the top of the lens obstructs the view a bit through this über meta photo below.
3. Double exposure! Since you can expose the film as many times as you want with the Holga, you can take some pretty interesting shots. You will only get to see how they turn out after you get them developed, but that is half the fun!
4. Patience is key. My first roll of film as a whole sucked because it was completely experimental. There were a few shots that I got out of it that I thought were pretty cool, but the more you shoot, the more you will learn what different lighting will do.
5. Quality over quantity. You only have so many exposures per roll of film, so I found it is better to take a little time to think about what it is you want to photograph, what will make the photo unique, and how to compose it. You can’t go back and delete, so snapping a photo of everything you see will get expensive.
6. Film costs money. Duh. Everything costs money. Luckily I got a few rolls of film to start out with, but if you don’t develop your own photos, which is also expensive, you will have to bring them to a lab. I have found I’ve averaged around $8 per folder of prints I have gotten back. So again, quality over quantity.
7. Observe. I’ve noticed so many more things after going out and taking photos with this camera. Because you don’t get to see the photo right away, you take more time to look at what you are shooting. This is what has made film photography fun for me thus far, and I hope to learn some new things on my next roll of film.
I am definitely hoping to get better with this little camera and learn a bit more about it! If any, or all, (probably all) of that sounded amateur, that’s because it was. But look out for more where this came from!
Necessity is the mother of invention. Since the beginning of time, humans have been on their creative grind in order to make this world a better place. What would we do without the wheel or the motor vehicle; the lightbulb or the iPad Mini? Out of necessity, we have created these many wonderful inventions. Without some of them, I don’t know where we would be today. However, while this is all true and good, I am officially dubbing Japan as the step-mother of invention. With the oh so practical Rice-Growing Agriculture Bra, women and men alike are sparking an interest in agriculture!
In addition to the Rice-Growing Agriculture Bra, I researched a few other gems that Japan has introduced to the world.
Eye Drop Funnels
I hope that droplet of saline reaches terminal velocity before it daggers into my cornea.
If I ever walk out of the bathroom with toilet paper stuck to my shoe, I hope I find this lady waiting to tell me about it. I would have so many cruel things to say.
Something tells me strangulation is waiting for her at the next stop.
Okay, this one might actually be awesome and totally practical.
Despite the seemingly utter uselessness of these inventions, save the butter stick, I think they are on to something here. Chindogu is a Japanese word meaning “the art of useless invention”. While our pretentious North American asses have been knocking the Japanese, the joke is really on us. Chindogu was “invented”, if you will, in the late 1980’s when a certain Kenji Kawakami (what a sick name) created something that kind of missed the mark. He was an amateur, it’s understandable. Whatever it was, I’m sure he just about nailed it.
However, because Kawakami probably had a good sense of humor, he discovered that his invention was still a quite enjoyable, original, silly piece of junk, nothing else like it in the world, or so we hope. Chindogu is taken pretty seriously over there, and the Ten Tenets of Chindogu were created because you might think there are no rules; but there are rules. They are as follows:
1. A chindogu cannot be for real use.
2. A chindogu must exist.
3. Inherent in every chindogu is the spirit of anarchy.
4. Chindogu are tools for every day life.
5. Chindogu are not for sale.
6. Humor must not be the sole reason for creating a chindogu.
7. Chindogu is not propaganda.
8. Chindogu are never taboo.
9. Chindogu cannot be patented.
10. Chindogu are without prejudice.
Enter, sarcobang. Through the twenty-one years of my life, I think I might have created a few accidental chindogus, although if I had in fact been the first person to think of bra pockets, that shit would have been patented by now. Because one cannot actually hold a sarcobang, and therefore it does not exist, I am dubbing it an actual invention. Basically, it is the product of the irony mark (⸮), and an interrobang (‽), but with a twist. So you heard it here first, the sarcobang is a punctuation mark you might add to the end of an exclamation if you think the receiver might not understand your sarcasm. I’ll have you know this is an Erin Original that I have created, not to be found anywhere on the internet until now.
On that note, I leave you with a quote to spark the future chindogus brewing in the depths of your right brain.
“A life lived for art is never a life wasted.” – Macklemore (Ten Thousand Hours)