fresh to death

today i'm listening to: lana del rey - video games

lana del rey - new obsession.

for sheez.

art direction perfection

fresh. to. death.

rick genest.
another minor/new obsession.

spitting the truth

the

opposite

of

shallow

is

emotionally

magnificent.

shout and sproutin' out.

(goose steppin' over incense.)

happy holidays

i'm KC bound!

kansas city, kansas city here i come

uh-huh

they got some pretty little boys there and..

i'm gonna find me one

uh-huh

fantastic.

but i hope i don't scare the locals....

'tis the season...

join me for an [un]silent night

let's walk
down empty aisles
and learn their secrets.

hello world!

hello new york.

hello night sky.

the new year is upon us

i've {almost} been blogging for a whole year!

i had some resolutions last year

i have some new ones this year.

but why wait for the new year?

there will be projects-a-plenty!

i run with the moon

rien d'impossible

reach out

and touch me.

i'm getting wheels in motion

for big things.

and big moves.

(moving wheels bring all the best things)

she's got everything she needs, she's an artist.

she don't look back. she could take the dark out of

nighttime and paint the daytime black." - bob dylan

xoxo. - jess

rum or whiskey?

today i'm listening to: the noisettes - never forget you

whatcha drinkin?

rum or whiskey?

now won't you have a

double with me?

yes dahling, let's grab a drink.

and yes... let's make it a double.

i've gone through the whirlwind and

i think i've decided

things are starting to settle

and nothing is worse

than when things start to settle...

it's time to shake things up!

they can't scare me if i scare them first - lady gaga

i dare you, while there is still time, to have a magnificent obsession

- william danforth

take me by the tongue and i'll know you

-maroon 5

to strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield

- ulysses, alfred tennyson

i wish a lot of things... some things more than once....

the only dream worth having

is to live while you're alive

and die only when you're dead.

- arudahati roy

hey moon, please forget to fall down

- panic at the disco!

he was born with a gift of laughter

and a sense that the world was mad

- rafael sabatini

to do a dangerous thing

with style

is what i call art

- charles bukowski

xoxo. - jess

wild hearts

today i'm listening to: helplessness blues - fleet foxes

they blow me away...

i was raised up believing

i was somehow unique

like a snowflake distinct among snowflakes

unique in each way you can see

and now after some thinking

i'd say i'd rather be

a functioning cog in some great machinery

serving something beyond me

but i don't, i don't know what that will be

i'll get back to you someday soon you will see

oh hey new york, i've made it.

for a while there i felt like i was on a

really long vacation

it's always like that when i move...

when does it start to feel solid?

then again... does new york ever feel solid?

best part?

i don't care. i like that i can be a

stranger in new york

but... it's creeping up on me that i may not be that much of an outsider...

and THAT, is secretly awesome.

i used to think that when you grew up,

you actually stopped growing.

how wrong was i

- katie couric

i'm not interested in preserving the status quo;

i want to overthrow it - machiavelli

i'm feeling quite human today -

therefore, i'm a bit impatient and slightly moody....

we'll all float on anyway...

i don't dream at night, i dream all day; i dream for a living. - steven spielberg

"when i was 5 years old,

my mother always told me that happiness

was the key to life.

when i went to school,

they asked me what i wanted to be

when i grew up. i wrote down "happy."

they told me i didn't understand the assignment,

and i told them they didn't understand life."

- john lennon

i had a genuine freakout moment yesterday

(when i first typed "genuine" just then... i started with a 'j')

--i may be going crazy--

does that make me more of a new yorker?

or more of an artist?

....or a bigger artist-in-ny cliche?

blame it on my wild heart

marilyn liked to fly too

i got an unexpected message from someone tonight

which prompted me to send someone else a message

(but that is neither here nor there)

anyway - some people may think it was creepy

i think it was ballsy. and brave.

and i respect him for it.

and out of the whole conversation...

and i hope i'm the me that he thinks me to be

until then, i'm walking fast, talking fast, and folding my pizza

keep the change you filthy animal

xoxo. -jess