#also sorry i vant draw children

[mirandemia]

I always imagined Vurawn to be pretty young when he gets accepted into the Mitth family. Reading Thurfians POV is funny bc he might know somewhere along the grape vine that Vurwan is a nepo baby but doesn't know it?

[liviaarts]

Nicole Awai

A very multimedia artist: painting, sculpture, photography, found objects, etc. 

Lots of work with Caribbean and American Landscapes and appearances. 

In Trinidad there's the contrast from the ‘norm’ of people of color as the majority/in control… not a tourist economy… multiple perspectives on something. 

Use of Ooze: 

Ooze starts to appear around 2000/2001 she feels it came into solid being right after leaving the studio/museum. She felt that the black color of the ooze has particular significance. Something about black ornaments? People becoming aware of things… Antebellum flip doll, plantation mistress vs (slave?). Embodiment of local ephemera, tropes take on a physical form. Double sided figure as an abstraction. Local ephemera… the world of in-between. Social concepts manifest in the world as amalgamations (amalgams). Projections of ideas, multiplicity, different perspectives. Black ooze symbolized/encapsulated many ideas… natural world oozing materiality… we are part of the earth beneath our feet (molecular) oil, natural gas compression of years, everything interconnected. Reminiscent of pollution. 2017: things came together… ooze came to represent the vistas… second meaning.. view of a historical or anticipated sight specifically… implication of time… time as elastic not linear. Connotations of space and materiality… idea of time within space. 

Oozing red white and blue… was placed in such a manner that is nicely contrasted with some classical Europe looking piece, nice tension of colonialism. Each color owns different colors in different ways… red white and blue are the colors of a ton of flags… “tension springs”. I have always associated the phrase “red white and blue” with the US, but I know realize that that’s kind if strange. I have known for a long time that many other countries also use these colors, but continue to associate them with the US. I guess it’s because I’ve grown up here, and especially during the forth of july theres a push of using those colors? 

Made ceramic figures in both black and white… made with the same ceramics as sinks/toilet bowls. 

Use of Nail-polish: 

At first nail polish as a map legend in drawings… naming of colors… shift in life 90’s ish color names started reflecting cultural stuff… colors like drama queen, I’m not a tourist, I vant to be a lone star(?), My empire my rules, one piece a straight up homage to prince with the nail polish colors sultry and risk taker. Briefly mentioned racial connotations of dark polishes. Nail polish names revolving around negative/sexual connotations for dark polishes. Finally found a dark polish with the positive name invincible. 

I’m not really into nail polish myself, so I never knew that colors had such crazy names! I decided to look up how they are named and found this mildly interesting article. https://www.elitedaily.com/p/suzi-weiss-fischmann-names-opi-nail-polishes-for-a-living-youll-wish-you-had-her-job-8629005 

She’s multimedia, but everything comes from paintings. Wanted the idea of a painting coming from the corner. Circular symbols and double headed bird-like looking things… image of alchemist… sailors and soldiers monument. Medieval science of alchemy… thought they could turn metals into precious metals, cyphers and codes, there are her codes. Also thinking about creation myths, at every stage of history gain creation myths, explain what people know at that point in time. Similarities among creation myths globally. I found myself drawn to this piece, especially some of the close up photos she had in her presentation. Unfortunately the only photo I could find when I went to look for it was taken further out. 

NYT got in contact, wanted to commission for an op art (not op ed) first anniversary of the unite the right rally in Virginia, protestor killed. Envision a monument “new monuments for a new era” New monument where monuments taken down… Dred Scott involved… and one of her grad students… Kenny Robinson… 6 ppl. I liked how the final piece for this one looked a lot! 

Monument… Henry ward Beecher monument… noticed and really took a look, look at the African American woman figure compared to two little white children on the other side. Kids have very generic looks, but the black woman had such a specific look that she must have been from a model. She symbolizes abolitionism, constantly in the gesture of admiration. Wanted to make a work about her, put her back into her own history. “Now you see me, fearless”. “Absecere” “Drawn away” She’s drawn out of history then back in, multiplying her. I personally was particularly drawn to the several works Awai made using the woman from the statue. She has a really interesting expression, and really holds her own even when taken away from her original context of the statue. 

Sorry telling of slavery, thinking of people who felt that death was an escape/flight. 

Damned if you do, damned if you don’t, to haiti with love. ← I really like this title, it’s clever and flows off the tongue in an interesting way. 

Language: fascinated and directed by what we think we know, language of blueprint. Once we think we know what something looks like we think we know what it is. Trying to use misdirection with keys, then she decided to maybe use them as a direction. Glue down code… names of nail polishes. 

Never thought of herself as a political artist, since 2018 realized that her works don’t need to look a certain way to get across a certain meaning. So many ways and contexts to see even if they weren’t necessarily the original intention.

Overall I thoroughly enjoyed her talk and artwork. I had many valuable chances to think about new concepts or more in depth about concepts I had only briefly interacted with. 

[ecotone99]

[HM] Willy Wonka’s Alternate Ending.

“Okay,” says the purple-suit clad man behind the desk. “Now we’re left with the difficult decision to elect one of you as the new owner of the Chocolate Factory.” “Alright Willy, you’re a numbers guy I know that, you and I are numbers guys right? Tell you what- I’ll buy the factory from you as is right now for one-million dollars” (in 1971 this is about $6.4 million) says Rupert reacting to the glaring eyes of his precious little Varuca. “How dare you wave your money in front of all of these children’s faces Rupert?” Grandpa Joe lashed out sternly “Can we hurry this up?” A very impatient Violet Bouregard would say “I’m already on my last piece of gum and this one is already tasteless.” “I’m sorry I haven’t spent the last 20 years dawdling in the comfort of a piss soaked mattress with three other people- if you cant afford it then buzz off!” Rupert reacted snidely, Grandpa Joe lurched foreword as if you take a swing- Frail and easy spoken Charlie gets in front of his grandpa and pushes him gently aside to diffuse the quarrel. “Mutter, wann werden wir essen?” Said Augustus Gloop, oddly-enough the only non English speaking person in the entire world who received a golden ticket from chocolate bars distributed randomly throughout the world, to his mother who quickly hushes him. “This is so lame, I’m missing BattleStar Galactica” said Mike Teevee “Isn’t this more interesting than TV?” Said Mrs. Teavee, rifled in anxiety

“Will you all just be quiet for a moment, while I figure this mess out?!?” Snapped Willy Wonka, suddenly taking on a more serious tone “In case you haven’t realized this wasn’t supposed to happen.” “Vhat Do you mean?” Pried Mrs. Gloop. “I had a test, you all passed.” “A test?” Said Grandpa Joe “Yes! I was supposed to tempt all of you with delicious candies that would prove to me who was in it for the win or who was in it for themselves.” “No offense Mr. Wonka” said Charlie “but that’s a rather awful test. I mean you made it explicitly clear we weren’t supposed to eat any of the candies. If only five children out of 3.7 billion people (the population size in 1971) were the only winners, I can only imagine that they would be on their best behavior to win such an opportunity.” “Yeah!” Said Varuca. “And what if everyone failed your test? Would you just remain here miserable as you say you are?” Willy Wonka grinned. “I mean in that case I’d probably just issue out five more golden tickets. You have no idea how high our shares went when the whole world was buying billions of dollars worth of chocolate bars...” “You’re insane! You’re... a genius!” Said Sam Beauregard enamored at the marketing opportunity. “But... what was supposed to happen if someone failed these tests.” Said Mrs. Teevee Willy Wonka pinches his eyebrows “Is that really important?” “Well I want to know what my child was signing up to?” “Okay, the first room, the chocolate river had numerous traps- the sticky lollipops that would catch your tongue, the chocolate river you could fall into, the pudding quick sand... all things to trap the first set of suckers who were not worthy of the factory. I’ll admit, when none of you fell victim I found myself wondering how the rest of this was going to work... Then there was the Everlasting Gobstopper that would’ve turned one of you into a big ass blueberry. Then there was the chocolate egg room that would lead to the trash chute. There was the horrible shrinking machine that would give one of you the shrinks, and oh dear- the heftily carbonated beverage that would chop you up into the fan above.” “Ch... chop us up?” Said Grandpa Joe. “Yeah, and Charlie really saved your ass telling you no back there. You old fuck. Maybe next time don’t give a child rebellious direction.” “THATS NOT THE POINT WONKA!” Screamed Sam Beauregard “YOU ADMITTED TO THE POTENTIAL OF ONE OF OUR CHILDREN BEING CHOPPED UP IN A FAN... IN FACT YOU WERE COUNTING ON IT.” Willy Wonka gave a snide grin and Shrugged “This is boring. Wonka, will you just take my daddy’s money and get on with giving me the factory? It’s not like you have anything else going for you.” Said Varuca angrily “How about, it’s a good thing your dad works in the business of Goobers because you’re fuckin’ NUTS if you think I’m going to give you a sure-in for this factory you little brat.” Rupert Salt lashes out angrily and grabs Wonka’s Petty coat only to be pulled from behind and restrained by 4 non-union employees of Wonka. “Let go of me at once!” Shouted Rupert struggling to break free of the Oompa Loompa hold “Oompa Loompa Dopple dee dock, in you resist I’ll punch you in the cock” one of them sang. “What do you get when you try to attack,” Willy Wonka chimed in “You get a kick in your tiny nut.. sack” rhymed the Oompa Loompas. The other members watched on in shock as Wonka just stood with a peculiar smile. “Look, guys, I really want to get outta here okay? So let’s make this a little bit easier. I’ll let you decide. Look deep within yourselves. Running a factory is hard work, you have to keep a schedule, pay your workers, pay your taxes, file your taxes properly as to not get audited by the IRS, Deal with customer complaints... at least hire a staff to do such affairs, marketing, dealing with investors and share holders etc. It’s not ‘fun’ because you get to work in a zany candy factory full of a bunch of tiny orange freaks, I get 7 OSHA complaints per month. Do you understand how high my Workman’s Comp. insurance is? Anyway. Whoever takes over has to run a really tight ship. Is there anyone who is willing to back out now?” Everyone stops and looks at each other, and thinks for a moment. “You know what? Yeah. I’m out.” Said Mike Teevee “Mike! What are you saying?!?” Said his mom. “This place sucks. There’s no tv. And for how hard Mr Wonka must work and worry, I don’t think I’d have anytime to watch anything. It’d be pretty damned miserable here. Plus, Jesus Christ everyone else’s name fits perfectly with ownership of a chocolate factory. ‘Charlie’s Chocolates’ rolls off the tongue, ‘Violet Beauregarde chocolate’ sounds very French and elegant. ‘Veruca Salt Chocolate’ makes sense because salt and chocolate go very well together, and ‘gloop chocolate’ sounds so delicious. Who the hell wants ‘teevee chocolate’? It wasn’t meant to be, Ma.” “But we’ve come so far Mikey! Don’t just abandon ship now.” “It’s too late mom, I’ve already decided. Good luck guys,” he said. And then he walked out of the room, followed by his frantic mother who began to cry as he walked off. “You’ve been quiet Augustus.” Said Wonka “How about you?” “Vhy vouldnt I vant diesces faktory? Alle dis choklat mmmm. I think I just eet und hav good time” “Are you shitting me kid? Have you ever seen ScarFace? ‘Don’t get high on your own supply’? Well don’t get fat on your own chocolate!” “Vhat do you mean?” “You can’t just eat all of the chocolate, every time your fingers and face are brown and sticky from the delicious brown residue of the refined cocoa bean, you’re losing tons of money in distribution.” “... oh.” Said Augustus, looming down at his shoes. He then pulls a Wonka bar from his pocket, and eats one delicious little square of milk chocolate goodness. He closes his eyes and slips into a mode of splendor. Swishing the chocolate around his mouth on his teeth, and tongue salivating his taste buds. “Er... I think I’m no” said Augustus “Du willst die Fabrik nicht, Augustus?” Said Mrs. Gloop to her son. “Mumie. Ich bin eine geile verdammte Schokoladenschlampe. Es macht meinen Schwanz wirklich hart. Aber wenn ich jeden Tag von Schokolade umgeben wäre, würde ich es leid werden. Die Neuheit, die der köstliche Geschmack von Schokolade ist, würde verblassen. Also, obwohl ich das Gefühl habe, ich werfe vielleicht meine einzige wahre Chance auf Glück weg ... Ich kann die Schokoladenfabrik nicht ehrlich besitzen. Ich denke, ich würde lieber das Leben eines Simp leben.” Mrs. Gloop looked to her son, inspired by his new-found restraint. As he, like Mike Teevee, in the second of honesty they allowed themselves, matured well past their age. They bid Wonka “Adieu” and walked out of the office.

“Okay, so if we’re clear- you three are what I have left?” Said Wonka “Oh please, it’s not like the others were great choices either.” Blurred out Violet. “Didn’t you learn something from them?!?” Said Wonka. “They looked within themselves and realized this isn’t the life they wanted! I’m sorry you can’t see past yourself!” Snapped Wonka “I mean Jesus Christ, why are you three here anyway?” “I... have nothing else... sir. If I don’t get this... my mother is still going to have to support my family. At least with the factory I can provide for my family.” Wonka grumbled, then clapped. “This is very noble of someone to hang in there.” “Yeah well I... uh... I think it’ll be really fun, and I don’t mind the work load. And I’m gonna revolutionize the gum industry” said Violet enthusiastically. “And Veruca?” “I am not leaving here until I own this factory.” Grandpa Joe shot Veruca a dirty look, then whispered to Charlie “I’m so glad your mother didn’t raise you to be a little shit like her,” “Grandpa. You laid in a bed for 20 years while my mother sold her soul to the man. You ‘magically got the ability to walk’ at the opportunity to tour a chocolate factory. The motivation to get a job to help your daughter provide for us should outweigh the motivation for this. So please Grandpa Joe, Please. Don’t lecture anyone on being ‘little shits’ because you’re the biggest shit here.” With that Grandpa Joe slumped back in melancholy.

“I’ve got an idea. We’re going to select the new owner of the Chocolate Factory by drawing straws!” A collective “What?” From all parties in the room. “Wonka, that’s rediculous. We’ve already proved that you can’t choose anyone based on your test, why not you just accept my money offer and give it to Veruca!” Said Rupert “Because I have a 2/3 chance of giving it to someone who doesn’t want the factory just to want it. One seeks adventure, the other seeks the True American Dream. You’ll sink this damn company into the ground with your sniveling and lack of heart. I’d tell you to get bent if it wasn’t written in the contract that all parties would receive a fair opportunity.” “I’m getting really impatient DADDY.” Said Veruca. “But honey, this is one problem I have run into I can’t solve for you. He’s not taking any money!” Said Rupert. “I don’t know daddy, offer him more. I want this chocolate factory and I want it now.” “My point exactly” chimed Wonka. “But Wonka,” said Grandpa Joe, “you can’t be serious, leaving the factory up to drawing lots? Why not just assess who has the best character and ability to run a company?” “Zues. Poseidon. Hades.” “What?!?” “Zues. Poseidon. Hades.” “I don’t follow.” “If you’re knowledgeable on your Greek Mythology you’ll know that Zues, Poseidon and Hades drew lots to determine who would rule over what. Am I to believe Zues was ‘supposed’ to rule over land and sky? It was by chance! What if Hades had drawn for the win? They all just ‘fit’ into their roles.” “That’s still preposterous. Zues, Poseidon and Hades are only Myths!” Protested Grandpa Joe. “Well news flash, if I went by ‘business sense’ I’d have to give it to Goddamn Veruca Salt. With her coming from wealth, and with her... albeit bratty ‘go getter’ personality, she’d be perfect for the chocolate factory; with a little restraint of course... I don’t think she ‘has’ it. But if a board was choosing between you three, theyd pick Veruca. But she’s been nothing but a goddamn asshole all day and frankly? I think her father is a quack. I don’t like them. So you’re drawing lots and you’re just going to have to deal with it okay?”

Wonka holds out three straws. Veruca picks first, naturally. Violet and Charlie lock eyes when they go to grab. Charlie awkwardly allows Violet to go first. She picks a straw. Charlie picks the last one. They then compare each others straws... Violets was the largest one. “Yes! Yes! I’ve won! I’ve won!” Violet shouts with her jumping up and down with her father. Veruca looks very sternly at her father who tries to interrupt the Beauregardes from their celebration with an offer. Charlie sheds a tear and looks down, Grandpa Joe chimes in “I guess we’ll just give this gobstopper to slugworth! It’s very clear that Wonka is just a fraud!” Slugworth walks in. “Sorry baby, the game was rigged from the beginning.” Everyone looks over at him. “Hey everyone, I came to congratulate Violet on her new Position at head of this fine factory,” “What... what’s going on?” Said Grandpa Joe. “He was my ace-in-the-hole” said Wonka. “WHAT?!?” Exclaimed a confused Grandpa Joe. “Slugworth is a colleague of mine. I asked him to approach all of you and offer insane riches to expose the recipe of the Gobstopper.” “Why... why would you...” “Because there’s one thing in this world I hate more than snot-nosed brats who don’t deserve the pile of shit they stand upon. It’s fuckin losers.” Said Wonka coldly to Grandpa Joe. “Enjoy your flat, I hope Charlie learns never to emulate your behavior.” Charlie bursts into tears. “I’m selling the factory to miss Veruca.” Announced Violet. “WHAT?!?” Shouted everyone. “Yeah; her dad offered me Five million dollars which will be worth around thirty two million dollars in the year two thousand and Twenty! Fuck this factory I’m rich!” Violet said and skipped away. “You... URGH GOD, I HATE YOU.” Shouted Wonka. “Should’ve taken the money, Wonka. I now own all the pensions and retirement plans, and you gave this factory away for free. Guess you’ll be sleeping in a bed for 20 years with your relatives too. Get the hell out of my factory you ghoul.” Wonka grabbed his plant and walked out of the office. Charlie and Grandpa Joe began to follow but were interrupted by Veruca “Wait.” Said Veruca “Why don’t you come work for me, Charlie. I know it’s not glamorous but at least you and your mom will get a steady paycheck to provide for your family... I need someone ‘normal’ to be within my employ anyway.” Charlie wipes a bit of snot away. “What will I be doing?” Veruca gave an amused smile. “Whatever you want, Charlie.”

Charlie became HR for the Oompa Loompas. He eventually would get them to unionize. Little did he know it, but Charlie’s role as Union Rep was a lot more meaningful to the Oompa Loompas than ownership. Veruca would eventually abandon the chocolate factory to Charlie after a new opportunity presented itself, in the form of becoming the proprietary investor in a small scale tech firm that began in the early 1980s. Augustus Gloop would take his experience from the chocolate factory and become an Olympic athlete in the swimming competition. He’d go on to win silver. Mike Teevee graduated tv in favor of small scale mid-1990s conspiracy theory videos. He would then go on to lead his own alt right conspiracy theory television show and immediately fall from Grace after many subsequent affairs. Violet Beauregarde met back up with Charlie 10 years later after creating a gum that would TRULY last forever. Charlie would buy the company and Violet would work in the gum division of the Charlie chocolate factory. Grandpa Joe retired to his bed which Charlie left him because fuck Grandpa Joe.

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