Hello World
September 1st, 2010
My name is Jasmine, people like to call me Jazzy and I don’t particularly hate it, so the nick name stuck. [ Continue Reading ]
My name is Jasmine, people like to call me Jazzy and I don’t particularly hate it, so the nick name stuck. [ Continue Reading ]
So who is this ‘ck’ character?! (Someone [apparently] who believes a couple initials are enough to fill in this name business…) Just another art junkie who meanders in the worlds of writing in third person and addictions to colors that flow and lines that soothe. Anything to create symbolism! Anything whose initial introduction sends your logical mind on a irrational trip through the subconscious! [ Continue Reading ]
Hello to you all. My name is Duncan, and I am (possibly) the newest content blaster at ArtisticThings. I’m a pretty straightforward guy, as far as it goes. Ask me questions – I’m up for it. You may also notice that I have a propensity to spell words with extra letters. I do this for emphasis. [ Continue Reading ]
I was named Porsche Simpson. Although I have an uncle that’s a famous actor, O.J. Simpson is not him. I know what you’re thinking…damnit!
You want to know something…I love to write. I believe that writing is in my blood. So much that I didn’t cry as a baby, I jst wrote my ranting down “wah wah.”
I’m really cool in person and I hope to exude that through my writing. If I don’t, I am sorry.
My name is Teresa. I live in Ontario. Writing is what I’m all about; I will and do write about everything under the sun (the boring stuff, I do for the money.) My activities consist of yoga, working out at the local MMA fight club, and walking. I’m into fashion, I like to read and I even scrapbook.
I am married to my high school sweetheart and we have two boys, born 2005 and 2008. [ Continue Reading ]
I am Nicole. I don’t really like talking about myself, so I’m not sure how well I’ll do in the blogging department. I currently reside in New Haven, CT on the third floor apartment inside a big house with my cat. We often lounge around together and read (I love English literature), write and browse Pitchfork. I like syntax; I like forming sentences. I like prose. I hope that by posting on this blog I’ll be a little more well-rounded and “with it,” so to speak. I’m pretty hell-bent on making sure I’m not going to be boring. This concludes my official “sup i’m here” post.
In my free time I’m a cold war reenactor who likes to bake bread in slightly suggestive shapes. God, I hope my posts don’t suck.
I’ve been a loyal follower of Artistic Things since I found it online several months ago. This blog has opened my world to styles and genres of art which I might not have ventured into all by my lonesome.
What I found over time was that it was more than just the style of art which kept me coming back week after week. It was, what I’d like to call , my tour guides (a.k.a. bloggers). Each one of them brings their own unique perspective while still allowing me to see the art from my point of view. I really dig that ! So, one fine day I decided that I wanted to be one of “them” and so, Voila! Here I am!!
I read stories about hard boiled detectives in streets of noir. It makes smoking seem cool. I read ancient samurai thoughts and philosophies. It makes me think I can fight. I raise fifty-five cents pre flop. It makes feel like 007.I drive at four in the morning. It makes me feel like the desert. I think in romance. Because I’m ugly on the inside. And maybe the outside too. I watch TV and movies. I am Mr. White. I am Brock Samson. I am Private Joker. I dream of illusions. They make me feel like a magic man. I talk about delusions. It makes me feel like there’s something beneath my tongue. I smile when the sleepy sun paints the sky in cherry. It reminds me of wonderful things. So this is ArtisticThings.com eh. I don’t think I’ll make a big difference. But what else can I say. Maybe you’ll see me on the street one day. You can tell me how much i suck. We’ll have a drink, maybe a cigarette and then I’ll write about it all. Because there isn’t that much going on with the goo in my head.