I first noticed that balloon's shadows are colorful when I was just a child...for some reason it just didn't make sense to me how there shadow wasn't just black. Still to this day I find that fact so intriguing (as in I just spent way to long looking at pictures that showed balloon's shadows...).
This fact probably is why I find Anish Kapoor's recent work so amazing. Anish was invited by the French Ministry of Culture and Communication to create a work of art that compliments the space in Grand Palais in Paris. Anish created Leviathan 75,000 cubic meter balloon to fill the space. From the outside the balloon looks solid and aubergine in color, when you look at the view from the inside the walls take on a translucent scarlet color....magnifique!
That's coming up right??? I actually have no idea...I don't watch it. Why would you want to watch an entire slew of shows dedicated to horrifying animals that still exist!!!??!?! Why yes I will spend 14 hours watching dinosaur documentaries because as I recall they all died...evolution won...and created something way more terrifying...Did you know that everyone who lives near and swims in an ocean WILL DIE! I am sure this is based on the large number of killer sharks in the water.
Moving on...yesterday was a very good day. To celebrate I drove through Provo canyon listening to one of the worlds best bands!! BSB or Backstreet Boys!!! Let me tell you everyone those boys wrote some poignant lyrics! Don't believe me? Watch this...
to review here are some of those amazing lines...
you hit me faster than a shark attack
We all know how fast those are...if not see above picture!!
forgive my honesty but you got to go
it's good to not be passive aggressive with your feelings
There were things that made me realize...like all the hundred, no, THOUSAND LIES!!
whoa...1,000 lies...yeah you tell her Brian
Or this music video
to review again:
How can it be you're asking me to feel
The things you never show?
each side has to give ladies and gents
Show me the meaning of being lonely
Is this the feeling I need to walk with?
Another intuitive question...
Life goes on as it never ends
Eyes of stone observe the trends
They never say forever gaze if only
Guilty roads to an endless love
There's no control
Are you with me now
Wait...that middle part doesn't make that much sense...w/e
If there was any debate over whether BSB was better than say Jonas Brothers or Justin Bieber I am pretty sure I answered that question...heck yes they were!
When I was little I realized that if I squeezed my eyes really tight and pressed down on my eye lids I would see all of these amazing colors "zooming" by. I am pretty sure that what I saw is probably similar to whatever you see when you do some hard core drugs...as I don't do drugs I am just postulating. Unlike hard core drugs...or like them(?)...it was super painful to maintain the correct pressure on my eyelids...instead of stopping the activity I would see how long in the "journey" I could make it (...I just tried this...and it still works...I got to about .5 of a second).
Yes it is true. I almost never listen to a song in its entirety. To be fair I think this is due to the fact that many songs just repeat the chorus twice at the conclusion...which is basically lame.
Over the past couple of months I have acquired a few new albums...and guess what? No song skipping on any of the albums...this is a remarkable feat. If you think that it is just because I have grown out of it...it isn't true. I still skip other songs, and other albums...but not these! So without further ado...here are the three remarkable albums:
They write dates day/month/year instead of month/day/year
They are British
They are pretty British people (which probably means they aren't that pretty but my brain can't see that because they sound cool). nope...they really are good looking...especially the ones with the spectacles...and beards...and I need help...
oh and they are freakishly amazing.
This album tops all of their old albums + infinity! I basically love it.
Stop what you are doing and immediately buy this album if you haven't yet...because like it is amazing. Yep, I love her. I want to be her, I would kill for her voice. I know you think I am kidding...but I might not be...it would be like little mermaid octopus witch style...except I would give up the prince for the voice...bad allusion...but let's move on. Why I love her/this album
umm she is amazing
As my friend put it...I wish my love life was more sad and depressing so I could relate to all of the songs...and let's face it...who wants more pain?
One of the best concerts I have ever been to...he actually sounds like his album...sadly this isn't a characteristic many people have.
he was funny at his concert
he has supermodel good hair
he could be a super model
He makes me realize that I might be a titch shallow...maybe more than a titch...
Peoples........go buy these albums!!!!!!!!! Immediately!!! It will change your life...maybe not...but you will own better music...and that is how I judge people, so if you want me to like you...go buy these albums.
This Thursday I went to the Anthropology Graduation dinner...as I sat at various tables people were talking about writing that last Buounforte (I have already forgotten how to spell his name) paper and taking that last final. Others were talking about graduate school and where they were going to live after Thursday. Others were just talking about the stress of finals...during all of this I felt like one thing: exuviae...which means matter out of place.
I had the same feeling a couple of weeks ago as I entered the SWKT to watch my ward's untalent show. The SWKT was my "home base" while in the last year of college. It is where the TA office for Anthropology was, it was where I had some of the best classes of my life. Yet, as I entered the building it felt wrong. As though the person that I am today doesn't belong, or doesn't fit into that building.
As I have contemplated that feeling that I have had for the past couple of days I realized the ironic nature of it all. As I was trying to process my feelings I didn't think, "wow I feel weird here" or "I have moved on" no I used the word exuviea...a term I only learned in Anthropology 101 and continued to learn about in every other class that I took. In my moment of feeling like I had moved past school and maybe anthropology, I used an anthropological term to describe it.
While I am not planning on going to graduate school in anthropology, and I am not planning on being a professional "anthropologist" I am still an anthropologist. I think like one, I talk like one, I look at people like one. Anthropology has made me the person that I am today and I owe it, my professors, my anthropology friends, so much.
currently it is slushing outside...half snow half rain. It doesn't make the situation better that the wind is moving the mix in a perfectly horizontal fashion...having to brave the mess outside on my commute home I decided to warm up my soul with some of the best classics (check out my playlist here).
p.s. my father hates Micheal Buble...and after listening to/watching these artists you can see why...Buble (or Mr. Bubble as I refer to him) just doesn't compare.
p.p.s aren't the pictures of these people fabulous?
