The Balbusso Sisters

I am sorry that it has been about 7 months since my last post...Been living in Vancouver for the past 4 months and been super busy making a living...So maybe it is time to tell of why Vancouver is a pretty cool citay...This is my fave shop at the moment...


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it feels so good

to be drawing again

jin young yu

always attracted to eerie

another me

my celebrity doppelganger

the giving tree

sam weber

lord of the flies illustrated: old faded book aesthetic and apocalyptic emotions

you try so hard but you can't hear the music

my teenage past #1: the chase

there was this dude named brandon. he skated, and his brother was in a band called dorian gray or something like that. he wasn't popular but people knew who he was mostly because of his brother. he was kind of the understated of the two. the one who hung quietly on the sidelines while his brother played the battle of the bands. i never saw him much at lunch time. he didn't seem to hang around to be seen. so when i did spot him it was like seeing a unicorn. and i couldn't stop pretending not to stare. one year i took photo, and he ended up being in the same class. of course we never spoke. i never attempted and he never attempted. and i doubt neither of us would have ever. but i remember this one time we were both entering the dark room at the same time. and to get into the dark room there was one of those spin-y doors that enclosed you before letting you out to the other side. it was like a sci fi portal or something ready to shoot you into space. i walked in not noticing he walked in too. and there we were, it was a situation i only dreamt about. but there i was living it. forced to stand face to face in the dark, with only our trays in between us. i felt the awkwardness, he probably didn't. but within that split second of us enclosed in the portal i could've said anything to him. but instead i let the dark and silence takeover the moment, and just thought about how crazy this was.

i feel like killing

to take my mind off of killing, i feel the need to post some brad neely. because he is funny and so makes me think less about killing. so i need to drown myself in ha-ha-ha's so that my evil urges don't get the best of me.



BABYCAKES!

moustache and honey

daniel gomez

just finished this book

i often find myself having little philosophical epiphanies when i read murakami. his writing speaks so much truth in the softess way possible. hm...i am trying really hard to explain the feeling i get with his books, and i hope this is all making sense. but i wonder how you can be so in tune with yourself to produce writing like him. anyhow, i think i will read this a second time so i can share some great quotes...stay tuned for a better post on his book...this one kind of sucks

the crosby

the Crosby: click me

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the cat man

IKEA HEIGHTS

IKEA HEIGHTS

electric city

kristin condia

just a quick thought

a skill of the capitalistic age is faking you are happy. no one wants a sad worker

minutes before 10

a couple reasons why i loved 500 days of summer

1. the movie posters
2. zooey's character's senior quote in highschool was : color my life with the chaos of trouble by belle and sebastian. in highschool i too wrote this all over my binders and folders and such...i was obsessed with this quote
3. zooey cries when her and levitt see the graduate together...i've done the same. and as of late i am having a dustin hoffman summer...a lazy comfortable discontent spent floating along the pool

i feel like a nine year old today

How to just do it

“Just do it.” Three simple words that are simply powerful.

Nike made this phrase famous, but it’s not just a marketing gimmick. All you need is to “just do it” and you will reach a crucial tipping point in which you will go from saying and planning; to doing and proving.

It’s pretty scary to take a plunge into something like “just do it” implies. But here is how you go about it.

Don’t pick a time or day

“Just doing it” shouldn’t be precise; it should come to you out of the blue. There’s no need to pick a day or plan ahead.

Get pissed, get frustrated

I’ll be honest; I’m pissed and frustrated as I write this article right now. But it’s giving me an unbelievable amount of motivation, and even a little adrenaline to go for it.

Instead of fighting, crying, or complaining when you’re frustrated, funnel that energy into focus and action.

Remember that time’s a wastin’

Every month, week, day, hour, and minute you get closer to your end. Nothing will motivate you more to live than death.

Think less, act more

It might be risky, it might get you in trouble, but you must act more than you think. Forget the “what if’s.” F**K all the naysayers and whatever they tell you! Don’t worry if you fail. Don’t think about the money you’ll lose or gain. Be a little stupid and take a lot of action.

Lose these words and phrases

These aren’t real excuses.

“I can’t.”

“I don’t have enough money.”

You don’t need money to take the plunge.

“I don’t have enough time.”

Yes you do! I don’t care how busy you are. You don’t have enough time to wait.

“I don’t know where to start.”

“I don’t know how.”

Start learning. Get your feet wet and you’ll learn along the way.

“Later.”

No, now!

Stop acting like you’re busy

There are a lot of people out there who push papers around and act like they have so many places to go and so much to do. In reality, they’re just avoiding the actions that will get them what they really desire. May be it is because they’re scared or doubtful.

I don’t care who you are; you have time to “just do it” and chase something you want or need. You’ll just have to get less sleep, lose free time, and make lots of other sacrifices.

Know when you’re reaching your tipping point

One of the biggest obstacles keeping people from “just doing it” is not recognizing when they’re about to hit their tipping point.

If you’ve ever found yourself asking, “is this all there is to life?”, then you are closely approaching your tipping point. The same goes if you feel like you’re about to have a nervous breakdown.

You can either succumb to your emotions; or you can stand up, fight, and just go for whatever will make you happy. Once you cross the threshold towards your tipping point, your mind will never be the same and nothing can ever stop you; except yourself.

List what you don’t like about your life

Perhaps it is focusing on negativity a little too much; but grab a piece of paper and write down what you don’t like about your life. May be you don’t have enough money or worse you aren’t happy enough. For those who really want change, it’s enough for them to take the plunge.

Keep in mind:

“Just do it” is much easier said than done. And it should be that way. It separates the people who deserve it from those who don’t.

So what are you waiting for? Get to it! Close your browser window, turn off the tv, put down the book or magazine and get going!

anarcho-primitivism

read about it

gerhard richter

"Strange though this may sound, not knowing where one is going, being lost, being a loser, reveals the greatest possible faith and optimism, as against collective security and collective significance. To believe, one must have lost God; to paint, one must have lost art."

"I want to leave everything as it is. I therefore neither plan nor invent; I add nothing and omit nothing. At the same time, I know that I inevitably shall plan, invent, alter, make and manipulate. But I don't know that."

Autumn Whitehurst

i realize i havn't been posting much art stuff...and what a shame, because before this blog was all crazy filled with art. i think i got wrapped up in publicly disclosing my emotional happenings when what's more interesting is the awesome art people are making in this world...so, i was browsing that intense imagery website called fffound. i can seriously spend hours clicking from one image to another. feeding my brain with images gets addicting. and i found this girl named AUTUMN WHITEHURST. her vision of eighties sleek is perfect. its like nagel of now.

Click here for who is Nagel

i am sure you can recognize his stuff commonly used for hair salons...oh but he is so much better than that...

on a lighter note

i am now .75% famous! i bought this book like 3 years ago...cause i was uber obsessed with the yyys...nick zinner released his first photo book and i totally snagged it on sale at urban for 9.99 when i was working there...i think i even got employee discount on top of that too. anyhow, so i had this book for 3 years...and the other night just had a sudden urge to flip through it. i looked up the show that i had went to in pomona. and low and behold my beaming little face was in the crowd! wtf right?

being emo about studying

take back

okay i take it back. i am happily exclaiming singlehood but i admit i am love sick at the same time. i gotta stop fooling female empowerment cause i really want to cuddle. but alas, there are no options at the moment. and i gotta be okay with that. i just never understood how some girls always had options. i actually am not picky. but sometimes i feel i am unrealistic. ie dwelling on the impossible. i don't want to oneday find myself alone and a scary old maid. i wanna be able to cuddle til im ripe and old. cuddle til death! but at the same time i refuse to change my expectations of the love dream. so yeah...i hope peeps like my post on loneliness. maybe i should start clubbing like all them other single girls. make my friday nights hot.
though for right now i will be unrealistically crushing on musicians. and a dumb boy in new york, who happens to be both a musician and artist. mother fucking deadly combo! mental exercise of the moment: consciously stop thoughts about "boy"



as a sort of emotional purging i am posting this lil gift that said "boy" gave to me. perhaps making my private life public will be a sort of emotional release for me. not that anyone else but myself should care. but it is interesting isn't it? i mean i would be totally interested in a stranger's love life.

THE PLEASURES OF TODAY

do i sound crazy if i repeat this over and over again?

THE PLEASURES OF TODAY
THE PLEASURES OF TODAY
THE PLEASURES OF TODAY
THE PLEASURES OF TODAY
THE PLEASURES OF TODAY
THE PLEASURES OF TODAY
THE PLEASURES OF TODAY
THE PLEASURES OF TODAY
THE PLEASURES OF TODAY
THE PLEASURES OF TODAY
THE PLEASURES OF TODAY
THE PLEASURES OF TODAY
THE PLEASURES OF TODAY
THE PLEASURES OF TODAY
THE PLEASURES OF TODAY
THE PLEASURES OF TODAY
THE PLEASURES OF TODAY
THE PLEASURES OF TODAY
THE PLEASURES OF TODAY

officially burned into my soul, burn it into yours too.

bleaching the hair

this is probably a very silly post. but im about to bleach my haaairrsss...and i just thought the world would really like to know that.
i got back from sf this morn at 8am...came home for a cup of joe joe and then went to stats. made eye contact with the cute metallica boy. and then came home took a restless nap and then went to tutor luke. sometimes i just like locking myself up in the bathroom and mess around with my hairs, pluck my eyebrowz, or just sit on the counter and soak my feet in the sink. too much info? i don't care. sf was fucking rad btw. my friend clarissa took to me to a mess of places. i would have to say it was a vacay of great foodz. oh man i think i gained a pound of two. went to burmese superstar, finally went to tartine the bestest bakery on the west coast fo sho. at least what i have explored so far. went to a bbq at some peeps cute home in oakland. it was seriously the cutest wooden house...dream home status. it was a potluck. and by the signs of what people brought sf area peeps care about their food. hardly anything was not made from scratch. aside from perhaps the hamburger buns and a six pack of beer. there was a keg of homemade beer that had the creamiest wheaty flavor. someone else brought their very own green tea soda made made from grapefruit green tea, sugar, and seltzer...fucking genius. and to top it off the dude packaged it in old classico tomato sauce jars. fucking awesome. oh and also two words: rice balls. no rice no life. we brought prociutto, basil, fig, goatcheese, on toothpick thingys. and greentea dino shaped cookies, that were a lovely poo sixties green color and was flavored with 3 powerful scoops of matcha. ill try to post some pickys later. one of the dudes that lived in the lovely house was studying to be a butcher and he had his own makeshift meat preserver in a vintage fridge where he had cute lil sausages hanging. homemade chorizo and salami...invision that. in addition to that there were homemade sausages and hamburgers too. meat heaven fo sho. what a great passion. there aren't many young folks pursuing the charcuterie. what else...fuck, so many great things, i wish you were there. oh and another thing, i think everyone needs to go to the california academy of sciences. why does sf have to go and create an establishment this cool. do they have to keep upping their coolness? the center of this thing (designed by the same dude who did the pompidou in paris fyi...) has a simulated rainforest. its a glass bulby thing that you slowly climb up, and as you move up you are also moving up the layers of the rainforest. at the very top, there are hundreds of butterflies freely fluttering around. landing on you, next to you, and everywhere else. and actually before you go on the elevator to head back down to the ground floor there are mirrors and a security person who tells you to look for any butterflies that you should shake off so that you dont bring one back with you. amongst many things (ie planetarium) this place is magic.

the cutest

has anyone acknowledged the cuteness that is piglet??? recently my sis has been obsessing over baby pigs. and so we've been watching an excessive amount of baby pig videos on youtube. baby pigs scratching themselves is probably the cutest sight to behold. pigs are so smart. they like figuring shit out. and when taught to do tricks they don't just do them. they think about the most efficient way to do them first. why must these animals be so cute...! it makes me feel bad for loving bacon so much.
and so all this pig obsession got me thinking about piglet and how cute he is. he's so shy and timid, yet so resilient. i just wanna cuddle him!