PAINTING SHOES.

HEY so I painted my Doc Martenss!! I think they look kind of awesome! 

But they are steel toed... and are a huuge weight to carry around all day haha. surprised I didnt fall!!

Aestheticaly Yours, 

Cassidy

Papa was a copper and a-Mama was a hippie

Aesthetically Yours,
Cassidy

Artistic Saturdays

Artistic Saturdays.

What? That's not a thing?

Too bad, it is now.

Because I have no other reasonable purpose for grouping the particular brand of excitement I possess this morning.

First order of business.

THERE ARE ALREADY 4 NEW RED HOT CHILI PEPPERS B SIDES OUT.

I don't even know what to do with this much ecstaticness.

It's got me making up words (see ecstaticness).

Long Progression

Strange Man

Magpies On Fire

Victorian Machinery

Personally, I think they are MILES away from the original I'm With You songs. 

Way more creative and well developed. I've been so obsessed with Long Progression!

I apologize If you read this and do not care for the Red Hot Chili Peppers.

My rant is almost over.

Well, it's not a rant if I'm not angry...

Can I coin a new term for a 'happy rant'?

A hant? A rappy?

....I'll work on it.

Ok I PROMISE this is the last thing that has to do with the Red Hot Chili Peppers, or music even!

John Frusciante was the best guitarist RHCP ever had, and I love his solo music too, just not his new electronic stuff.

But this song,

is

insane.

Its weird...but so good...

Central by John Frusciante! ->> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M9jsRZzjrgI

You might not like it, but you can't deny how unbelievably talented he is.

OK SO MY SECOND SOURCE OF EXCITEMENT RIGHT NOW.

I'm taking an art class this year.

I'm so excited.

I haven had an actual art class in years.

My first project is a sketch of a head shot of Anthony Kiedis (shocker).

But this got me thinking of my favorite artists, favorite pieces.

Keith Haring is one of my favorites

I just love EVERYTHING he did.

Wasn't always the most complex, but it always had character and a purpose.

I also love Andy Warhol.

He was so...weird.

I love weird.

I love the sixties.

Here's a weird guy.

Erwin Wurm.

He does these things called one minute sculptures, with people. 

They sit in interesting situations for a minute, and then walk away.

Then the sculpture is gone forever.

This video might give you a better idea..http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BfOdWSiyWoc

Another artist I love is Andrew Wyeth.

His art is really haunting, which I think is cool.

And to wrap up today, my favorite painting, since I was little.

Bridge Over A Pond Of Water Lilies, by Claude Monet.

It's the kind of place that you wish you could go to.

ACTUALLY, I've been there.

sort of.

New Jersey has a beautiful sculpture garden called Grounds For Sculpture.

Its one of my favorite places EVER.

They recreate TONS of famous paintings

AS SCULPTURES.

Including Monet's bridge.

That's all I have for you today.

Keep it classy.

Aesthetically Yours, 

Cassidy

Senior year... ohh my.

So today was the first day of school.

There's not really much to say, except it's weird being a senior. Its weird that my brother's a freshman, it's weird that my graduated friends are gone, and it's weird that it's not summer.

But I'll get over all that.

It was cool seeing my friends, and all of my teachers seem laid back and easygoing.

And here are my thoughts about underclassmen:

Half of them are overconfident, and half of them are scared out of their minds.

I was somewhere in the middle, a little nerdy but somewhat angsty, antisocial, and still looking like I was twelve. If you described my life and what im like now to 14 year old me, I don't think I'd believe it.

So to underclassmen, I'd say just hang in there. Upperclassmen don't seem like they have a lot of patience for you, but you'll come into yourself soon.

Oh, and I feel like underclass years are full of pressure to be just like everyone else.

Don't do that.

Find you.

I did that, once I decided that I didn't care for peoples judgement.

I hung out with who made me happy, I expanded my musical tastes, I thrift shopped, I gained 58 band shirts, I ditched the boring name brand t shirts, I ditched the heavy racoonish bottom lid eyeliner, I got bangs like Joey Ramone and pushed them over, I learned guitar, I became fluent in the art of improv, I drew more.

And you know what?

I love who I am.

And you know what else?

So do other people. 

I've learned that a lot of respect comes from being yourself, as cliche as that sounds.

Here's the process... oh my..

A photo timeline of me from eight grade to now... hahaha 

"What a long strange trip its been!"

 Anyone catch that Grateful Dead quote? No? Ok.

Well, should be a fun year!

You know, if I actually survive!!! My area has been receiving extreme threat flash flood and tornado text alerts for the past few days! Hopefully it passes, I'm tired of them waking me up at night!

Ridiculous.

Aesthetically Yours,

Cassidy