Friday, April 04, 2003
I just started this blog yesterday and already I'm a little ticked off. It seems the template I choose doesn't have a headline so you can't see the name of it just a bunch of fruit. Matthew Barney certainly wouldn't have made the same mistake but I guess that's why I envy him. The name of the blog for all you new comers is MATTHEW BARNEY envy and that's what should be up on the top of the page not a whole bunch of fruit. I know I could go back and change the template and Matthew Barney probably would -- you know he's not lame because he's a highly paid artist. I however and real lame, not only am not a highly paid artist, I'm not much of an artist at all. I hardly do any art work at all, but that brings us back to the point of this blog -- that's why I envy Matthew Barney.
I suppose that envy is one of the seven deadly sins or however many there are. But you know it's not like lust which is deadly cool. It kind of sucks being envious it just high lights what you don't have going on. So part of the reason I have this page is to go beyond my envy and find something else to do with my life -- you'll know that has happened when I stop writing in the weblog for good.
Anyway, like I said yesterday I think about Matthew Barney a lot when I'm swimming because I've heard he was an athlete but I kind of think that swimming is a more David Hockney kind of thing knowwhatimsayin? But here's the link, it's the cremaster -- this is apparently the muscle that retracts you're testicles (that is if you have them) when it gets cold. When I swim among the muscles I'm excercising then is my cremaster muscle -- which is apparently the name of every fucking film Matthew Barney's ever made.
Thursday, April 03, 2003
Let's face it, I don't know shit about Matthew Barney and I want to be just like him. I read these reviews where the critics just ate him up and well, it seems he can do no wrong. I hear he was an athlete; what does that mean I wonder? Was he a discus thrower or a biathelete? Does it mean he can eat all those other artists who were non-athletic nerds for lunch? I think about this a lot when I'm swimming. Lately, I've been swimming, swimming, swimming, it's the only thing I sort of enjoy since I quit doing drugs almost a year ago. God knows why I quit doing drugs I was very happy and healthy but not as healthy as I am now, what with all the swimming.
