Fuck It. Party.

Something that starts loose-formed and well-intentioned often winds up solidifying into a huge corn-filled turd.  The internet has a way of cheapening things, and art gets shittier as the artist’s and/or blogger’s shitty opinions get louder (vs. letting anything created have a voice of its own).  Tumblr (and many other sites) has grown to provide validation to illustrators, musicians, filmmakers, photographers, etc via temporary gratification from collecting likes and reblogs until it sinks to the bottom of a feed suffocated underneath a thousand memes and “original work”.  The value diminishes and “the point” becomes skewed.

I have been posting my bullshit on here since June of 2008 which is probably the only reason I am still posting on here.  I do not think that I take myself very seriously, but I would like to avoid turning into what I have watched a lot of folks turn into (creating “internet-exclusive art” and appearing to take themselves much too seriously).  To encourage my avoidance of said cyber-fate, I’m finally dipping out of this awful kook parade called Tumblr.  If you need me in 2013, you can find me in real life.  Or by email.  Or whatever. 

Have fun.

Jordan

emotivelle:

11.30.2012 - Arts District, Los Angeles, CA

flip books are fun! 

P.S. Yes those are my man hands. Just kiddingggg I filmed it…thank you  jordan + iPhone :)

scenic drive with the lady

the cows of highway 1

capitola

capitola

capitola

santa cruzin for a brusin #localsonly