Art Day Revision III

Wow today was great.

I woke up was on eBay looking for wondrous fixed gear shit. I found a few frames/set-ups that are my size and one I REALLY want but is not in my budget :(

I proceeded to go to school, I meant arielle at West Ryde and then caught Scotty B's car to school. We had major fun inside the vehicle. First lesson was the usual Photography Media. Me + Kat + Dyldo + Tommy were photographing light + objects from the light obsecure room. It was quite trippy. I'm planning to go there soon again by myself.

After this session of being inside a cramped/claustrophobic room for a while, I had luncheon on the grass with the crew. The fonz (Shakespeare the SCA Pigeon) was caught by me. I just learnt my pigeon catching skills from Corey (Cozza/Cozzie).

AFTER though, Scotty B drove me to the NSW Art Gallery where we made wondrous love to "tooth bowl" I voted "tooth bowl" the world's best sculpture EVER. It's a bowl made of brass and cast of teeth. It prechews your food so you can be a lazy bastard and not have to chew the food yourself. (no the bowl doesn't chew your food, it's just fucking awesome)

We then proceeded to ARTSPACE where I fucking SAVED THE FUCKING DAY. SORRY, RED BULLS WERE WORTH WALKING DOWN THERE! fuck yes.

Then I flew home in my superman costume. THE END.

The story in chronological image order:




















And me saving the day by telling the red bull sluts to pull over. (A common practice back when I was in Oxford St scabbing Red Bulls)



Note: Many of the things that happened today, was actually not by Timbo, it was by Guoh, the apparent alter ego of Timbo. He's a fucking badass. Also the story was very half arsed. I had a haircut and felt little parts of my imagination cut away also.

Memo to self: Think of recipes/possible foods to eat or people to cook for you when mum is gone. You'll probably starve to death tim :/

/timbo400