I made this film all on my own and it took ages because I don’t have an editing program at the moment so I had to use the free trial from adobe a few times which took forever. It’s just a video of me expressing myself.
This is the second series of photos I took with Michelle, she is amazing I love her to death and I hope she actually doesn’t die from the amount I love her. Yeah, she definitely reinvented what love meant to me. Basically after we took these photos I was Facebooking her and went on her website and found out she was one of the artists I was constantly referencing in my artists diary last year, and the year before in my senior year of high school (I AM SO FUCKING OLD I’M BASICALLY ALREADY DEAD) and I was asking for prices for prints and she said that I could just have a couple of them (BIGGEST YAY OF MY LIFE).
Michelle sent me some prints and I sent her some drawings of Andrej Pejic naked and like other stuff (collage kits bluh bluh bluh).
I just feel so blocked, like I have an artist’s block, a spiritual block and a mental block. You should just stop calling me Domenic and call me “Block.” I think I start getting these blocks when I am fixated on one thing for too long, for instance when I am looking at too much fashion, or too much art.. But! The worst part about it is, there is nothing else for me to do. I mean I tried to do other stuff at one point in my life, like I went to psychology school and dropped out after like a day. Like it was SO bad, it was the WORST.
The reason why I chose psychology was because I was so afraid of not earning money as an artist or whatever. And like I had found this one website on the internet that had a chart of the highest earning professions and naturally I wasn’t going to go for surgeon or psychiatrist. But looking back on my one day at psychology school I would rather be an artist with no money that people shunned. Because being an artist means you don’t have to worry about the Australian dollar, it means you don’t have to be scared that China is like super rich and your country is not and it also means I can one day become a nudist and ride wild horses all day (I’m listening to Wild Horses by The Rolling Stones).
Rant over (I’m only semi pathetic).
Gunshot hoodie, Asos
Long tee, Chronciles of Never
Extra large shirt, thrifted
Blazer, tailor made
Jeans, WHYRED (partially DIY)
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Loathe: $150k t-shirt on eBay
Nike’s now extremely rare t-shirt.
Nike announced that it would pull all of its “Boston Massacre” t-shirts from distribution in response to the Boston bombings. The shirt was originally created to commemorate the victory of the Yankees over the Boston Red Sox (can you tell that I had to Google this? I know nothing about sport, least of all American sport). Somebody is now selling the shirt on eBay for $150k+ and people are actually bidding. 132 people who have too much money and not enough brains, to be precise. I am utterly confused.
1) Where would it be appropriate to wear this? You might as well just wear a shirt that says “ DICK HEAD”.
2) The t-shirt is pre-owned. Buying pre-owned clothes from eBay is okay if you’re looking for a vintage fur or archival Comme des Garcons, but purchasing an old t-shirt that has been soaking up sweat is disgusting.
3) Making this kind of profit from a national tragedy is obscene.
4) The shirt is UGLY.
5) Seriously, who would wear this?!