November 29th, 2008 § § permalink

spoon + fork = spork. people sure do love their hybrids
this was a one day assignment, which was completed in one day. it didn’t take the whole duration of that day, but we had quite a short time to come up with a subject and concept and then execute it. the most interesting mundane object i thought of initially was rice. it’s plain in color and taste. but somehow someone figured out how to make it interesting through the art of song. i wanted to explore the idea of rice being such a staple to asians and it in turn making us the superior beings. But no. Then on the topic of food, i thought of tin cans from eaten canned foods. andy warhol campbell’s soup. can bean shakers. can telephones with string and tape. I’ve always wanted to make one of those. but also no. then i thought back to when i was a kid. in elementary school, i always had school lunch and ate it with plastic sporks. They were the awesomest plastic utensils ever. i thought it a good object to glorify since it is so glorious. space man. the future. cheese moon.
November 29th, 2008 § § permalink
i’m not quite sure myself.

if you rub its belly, a red rocket pops up and milk comes out. but you can only milk it once every few hours. It doesn’t work if you beat it off again right away.
November 26th, 2008 § § permalink
November 26th, 2008 § § permalink

My grandma wrote this for her kids. She doesn’t want to get eaten by wolves. She wants to be turned into ashes after death and spread over the mountains. If we don’t heed her words, she will turn our houses upside down as her ghost haunts us for the rest of our lives.
November 24th, 2008 § § permalink

These are props for my integrated learning class. From left to right: Sal, the mashed up salisbury steak with an attitude. Hannah, the chocolate and nuts covered frozen banana and Broc’s significant other. Peas on earth, the children of the world. Broc, the yucky broccoli and cheddar lean pocket. Broc aftere being subjected to micro-radiation in a crisping sleeve. Vas, the testy french authority and a sloppy drunk.
The premise of these characters is that these food items were left in the freezer for way too long, contracting freezer burn. In this world they have the naive notion of wanting to be taken out of the freezer and die an honorable death in the almighty microwave. Little do they know, the microwave only makes the food items radioactive and nothing good comes from it. They lead sad lives indeed.
This is our line of FreezerBurn mini toys, made out of super sculpy.

November 22nd, 2008 § § permalink
November 20th, 2008 § § permalink

PRETEND
I am not awake.
But, at lectures, I like to
Pretend that I am.
November 11th, 2008 § § permalink

WISE
Here’s some good advice:
Read more books so you could grow
Wrinkles in your brain.