The home stretch.

Well the home stretch of this term in school is here. Got two more weeks! Im pretty psyched for thanksgiving, gong to bend, party and chill out. I been illustrating these book covers for class, my hands, eyes, and brain hurt. Im getting this feeling that my work is under par. Eh i guess thats how everyone feels, or i hope so. soo ya last night was an interesting one. We all went out to the bar for Lil calebs b day. which is funny cuz it was his 18th, but if ya knew the kid you would understand. Some how we wind up (mind you this is a group of like 6 of us) going to this dudes hotel. He was at a kiss concert earlier. This dude was something out of a movie, teeth grinding, paranoid as hell and just psyched to bring us all back to his hotel room. We went there (or at least me) with the intentions of more beer. Well the dude had no beer but a barrage of drugs. I dont fuck with that shit so i passed on the cool drugs this guy was offering out. Me and some homies sat in the bathroom chiefed some cigs and laughed at the situation at hand. some how we made it about an hour before shit started getting weird, dude was asking for serious drugs, asking for our phone numbers, and getting way to psyched on just talking. Some weird shit was coming out of this dudes mouth. We can probably assume it was drugs talking. We came out on top though because we were alive. Turns out the dude was here on business. Really makes me wonder what kind of business this guy was associated with. I dont ask questions though. Im assuming hes a salesman. Either way the dude was a kook. We dip and darlene gave the dude her real number, she thought he would call the fake one at the hotel and the dude would get pissed.

I guess where im getting at is saying yes to stupid journeys and trips is not always the worst thing. Got to kick it with my friends, laugh our asses off about this dude, and just chill.

In other news i think my internet is good enough to upload a few pictures i been working on..

Laters,

Pauly

printing, making, and stressing.

I often forget that i have a serious temper. Since i have moved to oregon i have suppressed my levels of stress significantly. Butttt every once in a while, like when a werwolf sees a full moon, i shift into seriuose anger. I laugh it off, haha, and think to myself how funny the world is. Its easier that way, maybe that is growing up. Who knows. Any way, i been busting my ass working for school, taking lots of time to do my work, and just try to make stuff that dosn't suck. (however it usually does). Hours in front of the computer, hours drawing, and hours being stressed. Usually this always produces some pretty cool stuff. Today i finally finished this show and tell poster i was doing for school. After getting my ideas straight and producing my final piece it was time to print. I shoot to the school (not to early) and go to print. Well the lady says they are close to being out of the paper i wanted to print on. I was like thats cool cuz your not out of paper, so boom! I'm dialed. We throw my document up on her computer (the lady was a jem, nice as hell.) and shits going haywire. The document is taking forever to load, not my day. So i take my time to go through the document peep the problem try making it smaller. Doesn't work. she puts some other girls work up on the computer to print it. Her flash drive crashes the computer not once but twice, in the process of the computer taking a shit, the printer bangs out two f'd up pieces of paper. Great the count went from like 5 pieces of paper or so to 3. We finally figure out to try another computer, lol. well now there are 4 people in front of me or so trying to print the same size paper as i needed to. This is no ones fault but mine. I got fed up and as steam came out of my ears i decided to get the hell outa there haha. I went to clean copy to go get my stuff printed. Let me tell you never in my life have i wasted 15 dollars as bad as i did here. So u can picture the out come. 15 dollars and a shitty shitty print of my poster later, i said fuck it ill go to kinkos. I called them first so i wouldn't freak out in the store. Lady said it could be done by 830. RAD im thinking to myself, i win... well when i got there to drop it off she said the printer was broken all day and it wont be done till tomorrow. mind you there are a thousand other kinkos, but!, i went there cuz the lady said she could have it done. Im not sure what kind of attempt this was to get money to the store, but it was a crappy one. However, i needed it printed. so I'm praying before 11 tonight it'll be done, or imma have to wake up at like 6 to get this shit.

And this is just another day in my life. Due tomorrow is also a bunch of thumbnail sketches for this book-cover project we have to do. Which i am psyched about, and nervouse about at the same time. To bad my printing experience could not have gone a bit smoother i would be on top of the world right now. But I'm here writing a blog smoking cigs. HAhh. Well here is my final poster and some sketches I'm doing for my next assignment. Trying to get the ball rolling!

Ill leave people off with a "you all better watch"...

Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, its on hulu go there see it.

Im sure a ton of people have already seen this movie, or at least read the book,(im always outdated with this shit), Its amazing, cant stop watching it. Its probably the best movie i have ever had the pleasure to watch.

Laters

Pauly

P.S. no pictures cuz my internet is sucking real bad right now. But peep my flickr if you wanna see what i was talking about.

ahh sunday haha.

Well obviously i havent posted in two days. been on my weekly bender of partying and good times. it felt really nice to not do any work for 2 days, i think i really needed that. Was getting cabin feaver, and my eyes were bleeding from being on the computer for extended periods of time. me and some buddies went and rode some eugene ramps today, then some skate parks, ate burrito boy, and just lived the life. It was rad. Especially after a full night sleep on one of theos fancy tempurpedic mattresses. Im psyched for a new week, and new challenges in school, even though they are going to stress me the fuck out. Thats fine though, just another day in the life. I need to also start looking for new places to life cuz im not trying to live downtown anymore. Im over it. Living alone, in a shoe box apartment sucks. it has its ups, but there are more downs involved. Trying to register for classes this week, chill, then off to bend to spend thanksgiving with the only thing close to family i have, my buddy joe i grew up with, and big dan. o boy its goint to be rad. Hmmm feel like a blog should have some witty interesting stuff on it... Well not this time haha. Ill be chillen.

Laters,

Pauly

Ahh friday.

Finally the day is here... well for most. i got lots ahead of me. but im going to enjoy my friday and do something away from the computer. Maybe a drink? who knows where the night is taking me. but.. keep posted for the dream sequence deal i got going on, imma start that probably monday. thinking it may be pretty neattooo.

Laters

Pauly

dream sequence project.

So im sure this has been done so many times through out the history humans, and curiousity. But i been having these dreams lately that are so amazing, and i want to illustrate them. Each dream ive had for the past few days i made a little log. Kinda like main points in the dream that i can never forget. I wanna dive into my sleep and document what i can remember. I feel like this is going to be an ongoing project that may take some time. i am really buisy with school so its gunna be hard to juggle. im hopeing some shitty weather keeps me in the house.

I been super stressed lately and almost had a full blown meltdown this am. which is fine, but it seems like i am becomeing less and less sane humanbeing in the mornings. I loose shit, my heads in the clouds and its really getting me stressed. haha.

I been working my ass off in school, and i still feel like i produce the work that a 4th grader could do. But i guess im going to keep on trucking, and just play around. I been trying to think less of school in general, and not let it get me so stressed out. Why should being on the computer for 10 hrs a day be stressful? i mean im going to be probly on the cocmputer more and more as time goes on. so i have to figure out how to keep sane. Maybe a break for a drink? maybe 2? but i tend to go way past that too. I fell this is a very easy way to have a bit of an alcohol abuse problem, ahh fuckit i drink too much anyways.

Im excited about this dream illustration log im going to do.

maybe colabo with someone, that would be pretty rad.

Any takers? haha

heres a pic of this t shirt project im doing for school.

and on that note, im off to spanish class,

Laters.

Pauly.

Birthday resolutions.

Well its been awhile. This blog was intended for school and well the class has been over for almost a year now. Time has been going by pretty fast these days. Anyways, It was recently my birthday and now since im legally alowed to drink, and mayne looked at as more of an adult (which is bulshit) i figure i start blogging more. i have no care in the world if anyone reads this. If people do, thats rad. But ill for sure be updating way more.

Im currently enrolled in a graphic design program at the wonderfull Portland State University. first off let me give props to all the teachers that work there. They are more then just professors, they are rad people.

Im stressed though, and feel like even though there are a ton of people that do way more then me on a daily basis, i cant keep up. I guess im immature. Im just trying to figure out what the hell it means to be a graphic designer. I have all these awesome ideas, and they just get blocked by something and i cant figure it out.

I think one of the biggest things that limits my abilities is the fact that i stress about the quality of my work. see i have to submit a portfolio by spring term of 2010. And the work has to be good. but what the fuck! what is good? i dont even know. its probly all just immature feelings and they need to chill. Problems in life are created by only one person in life, and that is one's self. if its not good enough im screwed i suppose.. so every little thing i do i over analyze, and loose a lot of what my initial intentions were.

I suppose this is a rant but i just wanted to get it the hell out of my head.

Peep this blog more for sick stuff, like local art, interviews, whatever. im just trying to promote life. Partying, chillen, being productive, being unproductive, whatever!.

Laters.

Paul C.

zine

So yaya im on my way to starting the production of my zine, i was gunna do it before i took art 200 but im killing two birds with one stone here. im almost in my preliminary stages to start getting this shit together. im gunna interview my first artist tonight, shoot photos and get shit crackin, defiantly expect to see some shit up on this site here and there. laterss