B-E, A-G-G, R-E-S-S-I-V-E. (Name that band...) I had this weird idea tonight. Granted, I drank wine and stuff. But anyway. I was thinking about an art project. A completely honest art project in which I pull no punches about anything I'm thinking, have thought, or have done.
For instance, if I was preoccupied with, say, the Walnut House era when we lived in Berkeley, partied a lot, grew not-entirely-legal plants, threw insane parties, etc. then I would have to tell those stories. Or if I were feeling resentful about art school and wanted to complain about certain professors, or if I were feeling philosophical about life or political about issues, I'd have to be honest about that. This sort of follows in line with an art project idea I had that would be entirely immersive, in a way--a taxonomy of ME. A taxono-ME. It would be online and free-form and would contain writing and artwork (both digital and non-digital).
Or maybe I'm just being ambitious (and/or tipsy). But I really have an idea that I need to do a project that's really ambitious. Really BIG. I don't know. I'm still thinking about this.