noonemadeit

[noonemadeit]

Hornet is a green and purple dog. If he were human he'd probably have to deal with hate against his color, but he's a dog in the USA so he doesn't have to worry about that. Also, Hornet hates normal colored dogs but it's not his fault since he's just a dog and all dogs go to heaven because they're dogs and dogs spelled backwards is sgod and ninja turtles love pizza but my turtle died after I fed it ny style pizza. The beginning.

[noonemadeit]

When One can't let go of the old, One may even pretend it's sacred, just because One is afraid of the new. Of the truth. (at Museum of Contemporary Photography)

[noonemadeit]

Animals & A Pet #puppy #pitbull #furbaby

[noonemadeit]

City Boys. @urbantailz #dogwalk #pets #logansquare

[noonemadeit]

Them: You're a fucking nobody. Me: Fuck you, I'm No One. soundcloud.com/noonemadeit/sets/sex-thoughts-politics-a-mixtape

[noonemadeit]

Legos and Science.

[noonemadeit]

An intimate night with #TrainwreckSymphony minus the sex.

[noonemadeit]

Hands and stars

I use my hands to count the number of amazing friends I have. I use the stars to count the ways in which they amaze me.

[noonemadeit]

Jobs

Not Steve. I'm talking about the nine until five. Or is it "to?" Whatever. Anyway, that's bullshit. It's usually been eight until five for me. One hour of mandatory lunch. I've had 13 jobs. I kinda like one. I've worked mostly white collar jobs. I have a flat ass. Cubicles drive me crazy. But I know them well. I've had the chance of zoning out in all types of cubicles. They're like shoes boxes and I'm the pair of shoes that are never worn. Just stored away in a closet, on a shelf. I don't like being a shoe, I mean, I don't like being in cubicles. Why are cubicles usually beige? Beige! Or worse, "off-white" Both are white paint's ugly cousin. Give me black, grey, or brown. Not beige, man! I'd love blue but I'm just an employee, what do I know? I know that I want to move. I want to travel. Yes, travel. But not to another cubicle, unless it has wheels! Yes, what a great idea. Oh wait, that's a car.

[noonemadeit]

Why Today I Am Sad.

Ok, so if your argument is that I'm sad because I've chosen to be, stop reading. Or continue. I don't care. I'm sad because when I woke up today, I was unable to find my bus pass inside my wallet. I searched the whole apartment, my car, backpack, books, everywhere. Fine, I lost it. And all my credit cards don't allow me to pay for a bus ride, why? I don't know and that's not what I'm concerned about. Fuck it, no bus fare! $2.25! I don't have it. Wow. I'm a loser. Anyway, I'm 20 minutes late now. What to do? Oh right, Divvy! I run to the nearest Divvy but what the fuck? $9.95? I thought it was $7? Oh right, capitalism. I run back home. Now what? I start looking under the sofa, sofa cushions, under my bed, and inside my car. I collect $2.50 in change. Good. I arrive to work an hour later. Then, my little brother texts me that his car was booted. Booted because he was ticketed and after 21 days, the tickets doubled. Oh yeah, go ahead, tell me that my bro should have just paid his tickets. And I'll tell you all about how fucking right you are. Too bad for my bro though, he makes very little money. So do I. So do our parents. So did their parents. So did theirs. So my brother finds out that he needs a down payment of more than $1000 to pay for the boot. He doesn't have it. He paid off the truck last week and doesn't have $1000. I don't have it. No one we know, has $1000, at this very moment. So tomorrow my brother will get his truck taken away and he will lose his job. My little brother just had a beautiful baby and he is about to lose his job. He will have no money after losing his job. He will have no job because he lost his truck. He will have no truck because he had no money to pay off his tickets. I even tweeted Rahm Emmanuel. Why? I don't fucking know man! I'm just telling you what I did. This whole story is about the events that made me sad. I don't have a lesson to teach or some other shit. I don't know. What I do want is for someone to read this and feel something. Anything. Sadness or joy, I don't care. I'm sad.

[noonemadeit]

This Wednesday in Madison, WI I'm meeting a person I officially consider a hero of mine, and potentially, of our country. All we have to do is vote for him. If anyone would like to come I can fit 3 more people. If you're reading this and yoi don't know who Bernie Sanders is, just watch any one of his many interviews and you might find him to be the person we need as President.

[noonemadeit]

@eugenia_loli Makes Vintage Collages with a Futuristic Twist

To see more of Eugenia’s vintage-inspired collages, follow @eugenia_loli on Instagram.

“I became very sick in the 2000s. After four years as a tech journalist, I couldn’t work anymore,” remembers Eugenia Loli (@eugenia_loli), a San Francisco Bay Area resident with Greek roots. Art came to Eugenia naturally when she was spending all her time at home. She first got into experimental filmmaking and then turned to collaging.

With a love for futuristic sci-fi art, film and old magazines, Eugenia has collected around 750 vintage magazines. The retro imagery serves as a source of inspiration and builds the foundation of her surreal and sarcastic collages. “Such vintage images look like a painting compared to the more accurate digital images of today,” Eugenia explains. What sprang up out of necessity turned into a full time profession for Eugenia, who recovered from her illness in 2011. “When my health got restored, my art truly flourished,” she recalls. “Sometimes I feel they go hand in hand.”

[noonemadeit]

I'm lost and can't find my way home. At least that's what I keep telling myself. (at Museum of Contemporary Art Chicago)

[noonemadeit]

I'm lost and can't find my way home. At least that's what I keep telling myself. (at Museum of Contemporary Art Chicago)

[noonemadeit]

This was calming but even then, the color white is very loud to my senses. (at Museum of Contemporary Art Chicago)

[noonemadeit]

I've always wanted to know how much time is captured in a photo.

[noonemadeit]

I always want my hands to be doing something. Once I master the hands, I'll literally start kicking ass.