Mondays are always big art days. I'm headed back to the city tommorow for thanksgiving! 4 days of home food, kicking it with the bros, biking, and skating, and alittle bit of partying. gonna be fun to go home for a bit.
Sundays are no fun days. Work, work, work. Late nights in the studio, library, and Dhall always make you bump into people in the elevator. I seem to run into people the in the nasty, sticky, smelly, green elevators of Joto. Late night tea's at Burgess cafe always help the night go by easier too. Enjoy some flicks of sunday night living.
Take a right outta Skidmore college, take a left on East ave., and head straight for a couple miles and boom- there is this outdoor skatepark. Its got a couple street features and a decent size mini ramp. So juiced that I can skate here now!
here are some quick little bits of the wekend. enjoy!
Here's some stuff that I worked on today. Wednesdays are always crazy; I just don't stop moving. I've Being doing some nude modeling, some still lives, some exquiste corpse painting, and some more of everything. Can't wait for the weekend. Enjoy!
Ah, Montreal. Everyone who is under 21 loves it cuase we can drink and party there, everyone who is over 21 loves it cuase they get to watch us kiddies go bananas. So, for us, our adventure up to good ol' Canada was for our friend Nick Townsell's 18th birthday. Happy birthday big guy
After a seemingly endless car ride in the dark on 87north, we passed the boarder, and somehow found our way through Quebec, and into the city of Montreal. Sneaking our way through the hotel employers, we reserved 3-two person rooms, and comfortablly fit 4 people in each room. We were stoked. The rest of the night was spent enjoying Nicks first beer with dinner out of the country, and hopping around the busy nightlife of St. Laurent street.
The next day the crew managed to get up, grab some awesome lebanese brunch, and walk around Le Vieux Montreal, or old Montreal. Towering chapels, old brick streets, poutine restraunts (not to be confused with poo-tang), black squirrels, and the best european outfits ranging from classy, to trashy, we got our full cultural experience. Nightlife was a whole different story. We managed to find clubs, but for some reason they kept saying Nick couldn't go in becuase he was too good looking. We couldn't leave the birthday boy, so we made the best out of every situation, even though we might have possibly gotten kicked out of every club we went too. For now, enjoy some photos of this rather adventuresome weekend.