7/24/08
google kanye west blog
So im always on kanye west blog. He has a lot of different things to read about of different graphic designs and fashion designers, plus is own pictures he takes traveling or tours he's on. So i was reading one maybe a couple weeks ago and saw a graphic designer that had nice designs
AND THOUGHT ABOUT KYLEEEE SINCE HIS MAJOR IS GRAPHIC DESIGN!! LOL so check it out maybe you'll like it.
Alberto is an Italian Illustrator / Graphic Designer.
New Mexico and the Ruins of Tsankawi.
About two years ago my father and i travelled to New Mexico to visit an uncle in Taos just outside Albuquerque. During our trip we travelled down the highway to the indian ruins of tsankawi. anciet peoples of the New Mexican plain carved massive homes into the sides of mesas and plateau's. This may sound like a not so amazing feat, but its how they did this. the indian's used light pressure with rough rocks over a long period of time, rubbing at the stone not chiseling. they would start build domicile's for generations of children that they would not necessarily see in there lifetime. they carved images in the rocks that were spiritual and had a deep meaning and to desecrate these carvings is believed by the local tribes to be a cardinal sin. the most amazing thing was this narrow foot path that had been worn into the rock. just imagine a stair way 7 inches wide and a foot and half deep. as i said before they didnt do such things with chisel and hammer. they used pressure and time to make these strutures and path's. it was truly amazing and gave me a feeling of connection to a civilization that existed 100's of years ago.
Heven

One of my adventures that I thought was the best was when I went on my first Church retreat. I was about 15 years old and I thought this would be the most boring weekend ever. the guys I roomed with went ot my church and I knew of them but we didn't talk much. The good thing about them was that they were the "playas" of our church. So after a long three hour ride we finally got to the Marriot in Springfield. The hotel was huge. I had never been in a hotel that big. THE BEST THING though is, it was full of the SEXIEST little church girls you ever seen in your life.
Me and my roommates didn't waste no time. We got our room keys, put on some fresh cloths and hit the lobby. An hour later, we three of the sexiest females in the whole place. We spent the next two days with them.
Take my word, Church girls are the biggest FREAKS.
Ha ha ha, popcorn pimpin
Me and my roommates didn't waste no time. We got our room keys, put on some fresh cloths and hit the lobby. An hour later, we three of the sexiest females in the whole place. We spent the next two days with them.
Take my word, Church girls are the biggest FREAKS.
Ha ha ha, popcorn pimpin
i really dont take road trips cause i will get sick, but i had a few adventure with my friends. this one time we went all the way to homewood flosmore to go bowling and we have lots of fun. inside the the bowling place there is there is a skating ring and lazer tagg. i got lost in side the lazer tagg. but i always go out with my friends on adventures.
7/23/08
The Dirty, Dirty South!!!!!!!!!!
My road trip isn't really a road trip. I mean every year we go to Mississippi and visit my grandparents. My father's parents. It's at least a 8 hour drive and it's always a long, anxious, stressful ride. It's always a drag for me, my mom and my brother because every time we get closer to his hometown he gets very emotional!!! He think he knows everything, he always trying to make everything perfect, he wants everything to go his way!!! Basically, it's a drag driving down there!!! We talk about people, laugh at people, sing, blast the music and eat the whole ride there!! That's my experience of a road trip!!!
The "Bone Church"
When I was in Prague, Jason and I heard about this church outside of Prague. Supposedly it was covered in bones; in fact it was described to us as just a church built of bones. Intrigued and having nothing to do that weekend, Jason and I set out on a day trip by going to the weed infested train station, got on a smoking train with the natives, who were smoking cigarettes like a teeny bopper chews gum, rolled onto Kutna Hora, passed some sunflower fields, they reminded me of corn, jumped off the train, and strolled past the Philip Morris museum, which was in a church, to the "Bone Church".
We payed to get in, and when we walked through the doors, I was hit with a wall of stink, much like the Old Folks', diaper and catheter, area of a hospital. The place reeked of death....and there we were, surrounded by bones....and the art they created.
The impact is still being felt today. This church warped my sense of what art and life mean, and I am still trying to sort out their definitions. I think it is important to shake up your boundaries, and the "bone church" did just that.
The Roadwarrior
I don't know what you consider a road trip, but when I lived in Nashville I used to drive at least two hours everyday. I lived about an hour outside NashVegas in Murfreesboro, a small college town. All of my friends lived in Nashville so naturally I would visit them everyday. My grandfather gave me a gas card to which I took complete advantage of. It was a road trip everyday up interstate 40. I love driving it sets me into a meditation. I love the road
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