Category: Musings

  • Recontextualizing My Tattoos – Stone Mask

    Recontextualizing My Tattoos – Stone Mask

    My favorite tattoo is one I have had for about fifteen years, based on a design I put together for a high school project twenty-one years ago. Every tattoo I get is the result of months to years of thought and planning so that every bit of the piece holds specific, personal meaning to me.…

  • The Military Does Not Make You A Hero

    The Military Does Not Make You A Hero

    An overwhelming majority of people––( Based on an imaginary census that I neither took nor researched)––are under the impression that the men and women who serve in our country’s Military are Heroes who deserve our utmost respect, support and admiration… But they’re wrong.

  • I love Product Placement

    I love Product Placement

    Product Placement– The practice of a film or television programme selling out and giving in to capitalist greed, thereby turning its back on artistic integrity and the fans.-The practice of a company paying for its product to be placed in a prominent position in a film or television programme as a form of advertising.

  • How Has Your Childhood Been Ruined Today?

    Why is the Film Market so saturated with Sequels, Remakes, Adaptations, Prequels, Spinoffs and Television-Prequel-Spinoff-Adaptation Shows!? Don’t They know They’re destroying Classics and ruining our childhoods?! This line of complaint seems to be all the rage lately…And it’s total bullshit.

  • A Critique on Critics

    It is a commonly known (and increasingly true) phrase usually used by people who don’t want to accept negative criticism given to their personal creative work or craft: Everyone is a Critic As defensive and often pretentious as this statement seems, it has become a widespread reality as a vast majority of the population has…

  • Hi, I’m Stupid, what’s your name?

    Moments like this make me wish that I drank more water and less coffee. I’m walking down the shoulder of a busy freeway, my car waiting who knows how far behind me, gas tank empty, flashing its hazard lights and hoping to not get hit by another car. I know it’s my fault, I just…