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i was pretty bored at work today, so i came up with a new art project to work on. (in other words, another project that i will lose interest in and then feel guilty about, most likely.) i'm going to make original art postcards and mail them to my friend jason. nothing special, really. and not terribly original, but i like the dimensions of standard postcards, and i have always had a weird fascination with mail. plus, i enter into a "post modern dialogue" regarding image reproduction (which almost all postcards are, except mine, of course), the marriage of visual art and literature, and all that other crappy crap bullshit that art people like to talk about. sometimes, i like to talk about that kind of thing too. but more often than not, it makes me really impatient. i like to learn about art, but not necessarily from artists and/or art critics. especially not from art students. anyway, i know this is something jason will appreciate because he likes mail and he likes art, so everybody wins. i will mail the first one tomorrow. when jason reads this post, this will be the first time he's heard anything about it. so, note to jason: please don't throw these postcards away. i'm not sure what i want to do with them, but it would be hilarious to put up a show in regina, and get some arts sponsorship to pay for my trip back home so i can attend my gallery debut. then i can sell the postcards for a "reasonable" price and buy booze and pot for all my regina art wanker friends. sounds like a good idea, doesn't it?

in other art related news, there's something here called "festival of trees." every year, corporations/companies/etc. decorate an x-mas tree and they all get displayed downtown in our federal government building. well, i like to do something called a "porn tree" but i don't think i'd be allowed to put it in the "festival of trees" mostly because i'm not a corporation and also mostly because i think hard core porn is frowned upon in public federal buildings. anyway, right across the street is a little gallery called "arts underground." (it's underground.) and i thought they might like to display my porn tree. i'd have to probably write a proposal and/or some kind of artist's statement, but i can deal with that because i would love, love, love to have one of my porn trees officially labeled as art. (and, yes, wendy, i will send you a pornament or two.) they might actually go for it. we'll see if i actually get the nerve to do it. this town is really small and i would end up having to explain myself to a lot of people.

i have to bake cookies now. we got a new oven and i need to try it out.