Tuesday, September 21, 2010


Sometimes I feel like a rebellious teenager and America is my parent. America is like "Get a desk job and a 9-5 career. Make money. Buy a house and some land, wouldn't it be nice to settle down? You might want to think about having kids soon. Start your own family! Live the American dream!" and I'm like "That's your dream not mine!" and "You don't care about me all you care about is money!" But I'm the kind of rebellious, angry teenager that still wants the good things from it's parents even though it's been disrespectful. Instead of "Mom I hate you! What's for dinner? I need a new pair of jeans." I'm like "America you suck. Supply me with safe surroundings and give me freedom of speech!" 

Monday, September 20, 2010

Logging things on the Web

So this is blogging. I am now a web logger. Do I do things like this? Am I the kind of person that blogs? I don't think so.. but maybe I am. Shannon the Blogger sounds too foreign.. let's just call me a writer. Can we do that? Shannon the Writer. That feels better. I guess I should start off this first post by explaining the title of my blog. "Huge Bugs, Small Birds" comes from an experience that I had in April of last year while I was taking a break at the Center for Visual Arts building. These were originally a series of texts that I sent to a friend and were later copied in my journal.

April 19th, 2009 - 5:12-5:27 p.m.
I'm watching a bug climb up the tree out front from the second floor window. 
It is the biggest bug I've ever seen. 
Today is a good day.
I can still see it on the highest branch! 
My heart feels heavy and I can feel my pulse in my ears. 
I am crying. 
Today is a good day.
A bird landed on the branch and it jumped. 
THE BUG JUMPED! I watched it fall to the ground.
I ran outside to look for it but I didn't see it. 
Today is the best day of my life.

Later as I walked out to leave I saw my big bug. 
It was a small climbing bird.
This is the story of my life.

A shorter version of this story that I used in my artwork later was "Huge bugs, small birds: on this day they were the same thing."  I think about this experience so often that I feel like it's my life motto or something. Huge bugs, small birds reminds me that things are what I make of them and how I choose to see them. I can choose to have a good attitude, good relationships and make the best of situations. This blog is just to share some of my writings, thoughts and every now and then some artwork too. 

ahhh! huge bugs, small birds in my apartment!

..Wait. ...  does this mean I'm a blogger?