This is why I’m hot., originally uploaded by chaoflux.

No caption needed.

I wish I had a car again., originally uploaded by chaoflux.

This is my ‘man, when the fuck is the bus gonna get here!?’ face.

self portrait - taken just a second ago

The second song in Puce Moment by Kenneth Anger has been in my head.

I’ve been taking some extra time to make art, but I’ve mostly been writing.

I had a dream I talked to a red fish who was floating in the air. It told me it was from the end of time, and it was experiencing evolution in a backwards manner. Its eyes were like a fractal hallway of lenses. It was pretty jolly overall.

For a meaningless life, I certainly do have myself wrapped up in the cosmic mythological narrative.

Portrait of a hungover Flux, originally uploaded by chaoflux.

Oh my.

raccoon skull, plastic mask, pantyhose, wig, and a chaoflux : 2008

Creepy stuff like this feels so much closer to being my actual face than the one that is attached to my flesh.

I took this picture around the time that I decided that chaoflux was a verb for making a pleasant mess.

I’ve been in sort of a funk the past week, but my living situation is now much more comfortable, and my art studio is much more clearly defined as a work space. I want to find a way to take the summer off so I can just focus on what I’ve already got started in there. Takes so much preperation and energy to make things really come alive.

The artshow party thing is coming up, and I’m actually thinking of making new art for it, although I do still intend to give it away freely. The reality of the situation is that this show is an admission that I’ll never be satisfied with myself as a person or the art I create, so I may as well splay out the mess I am just as simply as possible.

Been having some interesting conversations about myth and magic recently, blessed feeling as I am in the presense of the right people, the ones that transcend personhood.

I got to get back to work now, and do what actually makes me money. This was just a quick aside.

xoxo

2004, The StarPin Squat, Shelton CT.

Time flies.

photo cred : Chaz of Hope

it has farm animals all over it. got it for like 5 bucks. style. motherfuckers.

this is old memes to most of you.

I got lots of emails and dialog about my ‘looking for’ post.

Sorry to everyone I haven’t gotten back to yet, I want to give the attention you deserve.

Overall you folks helped crack my sullen expression and made me more comfortable with being pretentious.

I know that is part of who I am, and there is no use fighting it anymore. ^_^

My sense of community is renewed, now with a wider scope and aids free.

On the art front, my supplies are just being shipped TODAY, after ordering it so long ago.

I’ve been aching to get started on my master plan, I have the logo, brand, and scheme all cooked up.

It feels like everything I do that isn’t this project is just wasted time, and I’m glad I wont be held up much longer.

I only really posted this nonsense because I finished my lunch break food pretty quickly, because it wasn’t much, and I had time to kill. Twitter had nothing popping so here I am, wasting your life as I waste mine. Cheers.

New LOST is pretty good. Essentially it seems like a payoff season, and face to face Dharma time is an exciting prospect. I’m rooting for Ben.

Also: cocks.

Well, I may as well do some blogging now that I am in this window.

I have recently ordered a metric fuckton of supplies through the scary internet portal, and I’m still waiting on the majority of them.

The good news is this little story I’m gonna tell you right nows:

On Wednesday I was at work, at R6XX.com HQ, and I picked up a huge pile of the entire run of Transmetropoliton in TPB form, a few times over upon itself.

I sat down to get to work and then all of the sudden I felt a pain from my chest plate to by back below my shoulder blade. I thought my fatass ate one too many hamburgers, but after the pain in the front of my body stopped and I focused in on what was going on, I figured out that I fucked up my back somehow. Before you go and say that this was the curse of Spider Jerusalem on my astral ghostie, hear this…

My bossman was kind enough to take me home rather than have me stagger to the bus, and once I got there I found my brand new and expensive vinyl cutter sitting on my porch. It was a very rainy Portland day, and the cardboard was doing that thing where it was falling apart almost like it was just made of mud and spit. Luckly, I arrived at home at almost the exact moment before complete doom transpired, and once I got the box inside and examined its contents, everything was bone dry, even if there was soggy holes appearing on the worn parts of the box.

Perhaps there is some kind of lesson here, but I am too dense to know exactly what it is. Just lucky to have hurt my back at the right time.  So thats the good news.

My back is mostly alright now, although most of today I felt very groggy and just wanted to lay out due to Kava Kava abuse. Its a reminder that I’m getting older, and its something that I never actually thought about. I always kind of assumed I’d die young in some horrible pointless manner. Shucks. Where the fuck is my android body?

Anyways, I also got a new tablet [since my pen was missing], a mechanical alps switch mini keyboard, and a roll of heavyweight paper to do my stencil cuts with, using the machine.

As far as the machine goes, it turns out it might explode if I don’t have the right voltage coming out my walls, so I need to barrow a multimeter from a friend to make sure I don’t ruin everything. I’m anxious to plug it in and start outputting my vectors, but I have to wait just a little bit longer. This is something I have been wanting to get for about a year, its been tough! So with that in mind, its best to be patient, … I guess.

So yes, my apparel line is just around the corner, fucking finally. It certainly doesn’t stop there.

Also in less artistic and more nerdly news, I ordered the third New X-Men Hardcover for less than retail price [which used to fetch twice or three times the price at some point], and I got a Gamefly account, just got Zelda : Twilight Princess today. Zelda is pretty awesome, but I have a feeling I’m going to like Metroid 3 better.

I know life is going pretty well when all the things I’m saying would make my 13 year old self shit bricks about how cool I am. I have my doubts about my coolness most of the time, but that younger guy puts it in a nice perspective once in a while.

skjdhkjdhdkjhdjkdhjkdhdjdhdjhs blarg xoxo