#hitting walls

[kfcjotchua]

this is so so important to me I feeul sick

[talooneytoons]

I'm not gunna lie. I am REALLY glad that the punch in the wall was addressed. I mean, I love Mark as much as the next asshole fan. But that was scary and probably more so for Ethan who was there. Not that i believe Mark would hurt anyone, because i believe causing harm to anyone is truly one of the furthest things on Mark's mind. But Im glad Ethan stood up against that and said it wasnt ok. That must have been a terrifying thing to do. Im not confrontational myself so i could only imagine. Im glad it had a proper discussion between them.

I relate to Mark with the anger thing. I was a very angry child myself and i get the overflow of emotion. Its a hard thing to balance. Im glad there was healthy discussion.

[stargazers-satellite]

this stupid skincare shit better improve my mood because if not I'm gonna kill the neighbor kids

[elemenopyshop]

Hitting walls

The last few months have been so great. I have been very productive, sales have been great, and I’ve wanted to spend my free time making jewelry. BUT THEN a few things happened that really got me bummed and bothered. They were mechanical, physical breakdowns of my work that embarrassed me. I felt like the problems were insurmountable, and I wanted to give up. I felt like even if I fixed them, how could I know they’d be fixed forever? And how could I even start to know how to fix them?

TALKING TO PEOPLE HELPED ME.

It is hard, for a number of reasons, to not give up when I am stressed out and hopeless about my situation, no matter how small. It is a personal issue I struggle with in the best of times, so when I am isolated and a little bit depressed anyway, it’s like, whoa.

The first thing I did was write messages to all my customers and friends who might be affected by the problems. I got sweet messages back, I got advice, and I also got additional reports of product failure (a new and small hurdle). At the time, I didn’t even have a solution yet. I just couldn’t let my knowledge of faulty craftsmanship (okay, less on the part of the craftsman, and more on the materials) go unacknowledged. So not only did I ease my own foul mind with simple communication, I also solidified my commitment to fix existing (and future) problems and to STAY FUCKIN CALM AND CARRY FUCKIN ON.

Then I found the solution.

After that, I heard from other people in the field who reassured me that there will always be snags, there will always be things to improve upon or fix, and that’s the nature of the damn thing. It’s the nature of so many things. We stick it out, and we figure it out. And I, for one, will not forget that I can lean on my community of makers, friends, and customers for help to become better and better.

Now the new wall I have hit is the wall of OPPRESSIVE HEAT and NO AIR CONDITIONING, but this one is hella temporary.

[selfreflectionofself]

Hitting Walls...

There are some days that you just know aren’t going to go well.  Yesterday was that day.  I work in a high pressure job to get deliveries of doors, windows, trim, and lumber products to job-sites.  Sometimes the pressure is unreal, especially when you don’t have a team backing you on any of it.  Yesterday was definitely one of those days.  So much so I fractured my hand when I punched the wall of a trailer.  Of course everyone says, “Was it worth it?”.  Yeah, it kinda fucking was.  My stress levels have been so high with this job that I always feel on edge with people.  Including the ones that I love.  I never used to be like this.  It scares me to know that I have that kind of animosity in me to just wail off a punch at even a wall just to get my frustrations out.  I mean, it felt so good doing it, it was like punching through walls and walls of anger, resentment, disappointment, frustration, and anxiety.  Suddenly it was all gone for a brief spark of a moment.  I was free.  Then the pain came, and suddenly I was back on earth again, with a broken hand.  It may not have been the right outlet for all of that, but dammit it’s better than hitting someone and going to jail.  As for all the people that made fun of me for this, FUCK YOU!!  You don’t know me or what I was going through or dealing with.  Not to mention how little are you to make fun of anyone for anything.  Don’t you think people that have done something like this just deserve some fucking peace in their lives?  Leave me the fuck alone unless you have something intelligent or inspirational to say.  I don’t need your fucking negativity in my life.

[cryptideyezz]

for really stupid teenage reasons

wow can someone just hit my face into a wall

can someone do that

it would make me happy

i just want to be happy. thats all i want

[makingdollars]

Carlin Wing is an artist and educator based in Brooklyn, NY.  She received her MFA from CalArts in 2008 and is currently a doctoral candidate in the Department of Media, Culture, and Communication at New York University.  She has been a visiting faculty member in the art departments of Harvard, Vanderbilt, and Watkins College of Art and Design.  While teaching at Harvard, she also organized “Bizarre Animals,” the one-night art takeover at the Harvard Museum of Natural History, and put up a solo show, Ceilings Where I Sleep: May 2005-May 2010, at Anthony Greaney.

Wing is also a former professional squash player, and has documented this little-known sport over the last few years with a series entitled Hitting Walls. For “Making Dollars”, Wing will exhibit her Glass Court photographs, including a large-scale photograph and a number of deteriorated webgrabs—images that Wing pulled from the internet and scaled so that the size of the court in each image is approximately the size of a regulation squash ball. In these photographs, the courts bear the names and logos of the financial companies sponsoring the matches, and they are also situated in front of political and cultural powerhouses, such as the Field Museum in Chicago, Symphony Hall in Boston, the Great Pyramids in Egypt, and London’s Tower Bridge.

The video above is an excerpt from her 2008 video Building Observations, which documents the construction of a glass court in New York's Grand Central Terminal for the Bear Stearns Tournament of Champions. The event was held in January 2008, while Bear Stearns filed for bankruptcy in March of that year and was soon absorbed by JP Morgan. The 2009 event became the JP Morgan Tournament of Champions.

[mischievous-wolf]

Why am I so crazy these days?

I have amazing friends. My classes, while not exactly up to par with my normal expectations, are going fine. I got into the college I wanted. My family is doing alright. I've met the most amazing person I'm likely to ever meet, and she thinks I'm great. 

So why do I still come home wanting to punch the wall until my knuckles bleed?