Thursday, March 5, 2009

Salt Lake Walking Tour, Courtesy of the Postal Service (Part Deux)

Here are some additional messages left on our city streets. It sure makes walking a hell of a lot more fun!

Ps. I included the words below the pic if they were hard to decipher.

"We'll build castles in the sky out of pieces of this hell on earth."

"So far so good, so far so good, so far so good. It's not how you fall that matters. It's how you hit the ground."

"The Police are hella sketch."

Monday, March 2, 2009

Salt Lake Walking Tour, Courtesy of the Postal Service

As of late I have been intrigued by the various graffiti gracing my local streets. This installation of my Salt Lake Walking Tour focuses on the Priority Mail address stickers. Do you think the US Postal Service would continue giving these out for free if they knew that they were aiding a public art project? Probably not. But thanks anyway, Postal Service!

Monday, November 10, 2008

Death of Feminism

This website is proof that feminism didn't spread everywhere after all, or at least not the East Coast.

Check it out:

Wednesday, October 29, 2008


An old lady was complaining to me as she left the exhibit yesterday (a Tuesday, when school groups come), "I couldn't see anything. It was all those darn kids taking notes, blocking my view. And when they weren't taking notes, they were necking--if that's what you would even call it now. Taking notes and necking!" And then she walked off in a huff!

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Fairy Tales

I finally went to the orthodontist yesterday. This was a big leap for me since I haven't gone in so long. I was nervous about going and hearing their lecture. When I got there, all the dental assistants were dressed up like Tooth Faries, including pink sparkly tutus and wands with cartoon teeth on them. The orthodontist was in a white tux with fairy wings, masquerading as the Fairy King--even though I'm pretty sure he is straight. Their costumes were terrifying to me. Here I am, at an appointment to ensure straighter teeth, while all of the dental assistants are dancing around as fairies hoping for my teeth to fall out.

I was scared. But maybe I would be compensated with money in the end?

Monday, October 27, 2008

Highlight of Last Week

I was walking past the Salt Lake County Department of Health building on the way home. Two hipster kids walked out, hand in hand, with medical papers in their free hands. They then proceeded to jump up and down, voicing a brief joyous call about their lack of STD's. And then they ran across the street.

If You Want to Destroy My Letter

If you know me, you know that I will always choose form over function. Uniqueness always trumps utility.

A few months ago, I bought cutsey envelopes at WalMart with bright colored stripes on them. I failed to notice, however, that there was no glue on them. Everytime I write a letter, I just apply handy-dandy Elmer's glue to it and let it dry. No biggie.

After writing to two missionaries and an old friend today, I ran downstairs to our bathroom to blow them dry. It wasn't until I was hovering over three glue-moistened envelopes with a blow-dryer that I realized this behavior was somewhat ridiculous.

Today's postal hoverings made me think about converting to the lame standard envelopes.