Nick Van Woert

Woert is an American artist, based in New York. Holy wocatmoly he has some mad as shit. Have a look at some of his other works at http://work.fourteensquarefeet.com/

YOU.

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Forever and on

I miss the mountains...

Hitler Youth

Just a Brain fart

I like the idea, that when I see a stranger on the train or tram, or walking down the street past me, when I see that they have their headphones in, that they are singing inside their head. There is music; melody's, cords, harmony's, lyrics, beats, and notes flying around in their heads. They could be sitting in a suit, staring at the ticket machine, or waiting for the lights, in silence, completely still, yet, they could be belting it out inside their head. And I'll never know. I'll never know what to.. or if they know all the lyrics to 1000 miles or Sail away by Enya and can recite them word for word. I wonder...

To go over the Hills and Far, far away...

It's nothing

26

Then, brothers, it came. Oh, bliss, bliss and heaven...slooshying the sluice of lovely sounds. Oh, it was gorgeousness and gorgeosity made flesh.

My favourite Austen Quote

Shucks

This is me

This is my art project. Task: something that depicts who you are

Teenage Crimes

We don't sleep when the sun goes down,
We don't waste no precious time.
All My friends in the loop,
Making up for teenage crimes.

France, 2009

Buildings are not made the way they used to be...

went 'Quack Quack Quack Quack'.

2009

I'M AWAKE I'M AWAKE.

Over the past 48 hours, I have had a total of 8 hours sleep, consumed 6 V's and gone to bed no earlier than midnight... Strangely enough, I have felt more like myself in these past days, than I have in a long time. Wow I'm fucked up...

Carine Bracowitz

SHAMS.

I have finally reached my last day of exams. What a glorious day. We should turn it into a public holiday, and celebrate it every year! However there have been some minor set backs.. In my eagerness to finish history study last night, (and after accidently falling asleep for three hours earlier in the afternoon, and waking up at six pm) I lost track of time, and ending up falling asleep at what I'd hope to believe was no later than 3am. I got up at 6am this morning in order to get up, get ready etcetera blah.

Plan: Buy several V's > skull before exams. ACE EXAMS.

I'm not sure how I willl survive until 2.30pm this afternoon.... on 3 hours, but look, you know what? IT'S ALL GOOD and if I just keep telling myself that, I'm sure it will be!

WAHHHHHHHHHH.

I'd scream for longer but.... I'm still asleep.

So Salty

watch-this-space.tumblr.com

The book

This is a book that means something to almost 17 years of Howqua girls. BOUND IN SUEDE. What of it?

Nomnom summer

Antique land

Boundless and bare The lone and level sands strecth far away

Polar-where?

For Georgia

I know how much satisfaction you get out of pictures like this...

Girl in the green skirt

Green skirt=liofe

Pillowgasm

You might vaguely remember me mentioning my unhealthy fetish for pillows...ugghh... yeah so here is my new pillow

An ultra-orthodox jew

It's Alf

In Perth question mark.

So after I exited Facebook, ready for bed... this little message was flashing on my desktop...


'FIND THE PERFECT LIFE PARTNER IN PERTH!'....
Perth...Why didn't I think of that! THATS where all the available perfect life partners have been chillin'! dduhhh! I feel so silly not having realised this before....

Zip wock schmip lock

My 'Funky Crunky penical case-exam style-PEOOW PEEOW (kung fu noises)' did not help me. Not even the fact that it was pink.

What of it melbourne?

Just push it

SO LONG.

AND GOOD RIDDANCE! No more maths for another two months. Loving. Life. Until 8 weeks time.... But lets not think about that shall we!

Zoe: SO ANYWAY! HEY GUYS SORRY IM LATE. PHIL-OS-O-PHHEEEE. DONE. WHAT OF IT!?

Sophie: You only just finished?....

Zoe: Um YEAH. WHAT OF IT?. *grins

Tabby: WOAH. Want to not be so...hyper...

Zoe: GUYS IM SORRY, I THINK IT'S JUST THE SPORTS GEAR. I'VE LITERALLY BEEN JUST RUNNING EVERYHWERE TODAY, AND LIKE *PEOOW POOWW (kung fu action)... FULL OF ENERGY!

Class: Eww...

Zoe: *swears vulgarly to all

Ms Ando: Zoe. Be quiet. Now.

Zoe: I'm sorry! i was just...arhh. Couldn't find the answers...in the book..

Ando: Of course you were. You don't have to yell.

Zoe: I wasn't yelling Ando!

Ando: Yes...I believe you were...

Zoe: hmmm. You see, this is where I think you might be wrong. How about this. We agree to disagree?

Ando: ...

Zoe: ....it's the sports gear talking ;D

I'm drugged. I honestly couldn't tell you... I don't remember taking them... But maybe thats because I'm drugged... well this is awkward...

A PLAN I SAY!

Plan: Study for 7 hours straight- ace all 7 exams as a result-have time to find dress by friday 4pm-be asleep by 10pm every night. Remember a metaphorcal fox. Wing maths like you aint never seen NO ONE WING IT B4. PARTY LIKE A MO FO WHEN EXAMS ARE OVER.

Dad: I'm glad to see how organised you are zoe!
zoe:.....you doubted me....!?
dad: no no! Lets have a look at your plan here....this looks great!
*WEDNESDAY:
-Vic com exam-9am
-study for history 1 hr
-history exam 1pm
-FUCKING PARTY.
dad:..... and whats....this? 'fucking party'...?
zoe: oh....urhhh.... thats just some inspiration....for after the exams...im going to fucking party.
dad: .....
zoe: :) huh huh hhhhhh....urrghhh yeahhh :3
dad: hahahhaah fair enough :)

Kinky ;)

Have you seen my ipod?

Kate and Carmen ;)

This is my approach to exams...it's currently not... quite working as I had planned...mmhh

Be quiet brain. No one cares.

Garrhhh I have so much on my mind at the moment. How am I going to earn money faster? Hahah look at my hair...What am I going to wear on Friday? Find some lead. Japanese? Nomnom. Sleep, juts sleep. That will be the best preparation for exams ;) Are you trying to trick me? SiiiiiiggghhHHHHHH....When is the parcel going to get here? Do I have enough time to study? Zoe, you've earned a break...lets DANCE STRETCH INFRONT OF THE MIRROR! YEeeaHHH! Wait no...thats lame. HOW DO I TELL SOMEONE HOW TO GET TO THE POOL IN SPANISH?! Working on Thursday are too scary. How long till I get a phone? Oh look, it's raining...Do I really have enough money for that? Shoes....where are you? Clean room. Naaaooww; this is sad. I wouldn't be studying for exams if I was back up there right now. Actually DO maths...and not just stare out window. A purple highlighter would look really nice if i placed them all in a row. Internet. Move. Fatser. I know you can. I NEED TO QUIT?! Hair....be normal. Resist macdonalds. Make enough money to buy new foundation...after you have paid everyone back. EXAMS. December 11th. Summerrrrrrr. Anglesea. New Years. Commit the imagery of a metaphorical fox to memory. Stop starring out windows. It's not helping your situation. They're so caute! Self portrait. Shitee. ITALY?! Can I render wood...? oh no.... How fast does hair grow? I'm just going to wing the exam...no I won't....Yes. Yes I will. No, thats a bad idea. Remember when you thought you'd wing the maths exam? You failed...literally. STOP TRYING TO WING THINGS YOU'RE NOT GOOD AT. IT DOESN'T WORK. Harry potter.... Y U HAVE TO BE IN MIDDLE OF EXAMS!? Stop finding other things to do. Why am I so cold. I miss apples... I have to re-schedule.... eeeeeek

I need a bigger room

Kevin

Wouldn't it be so much better if no one knew who was behind a blog. If they were completely anonymous, forever? That way, I'd really be able to write what I think about; without having to worry wether people will read it and get upset, or angry or become judgmental. I could write about everything and anything. But don't worry. Soon enough I'll stop caring soo much and write it about it anyway.

From where I'd rather be

stsil sdrawkcab

Lists are handy. They make things clear. Want to know the best part of them? You can highlight them once you've completed them, or bought them or simply acknowledge that you have created something so useful, so beautiful, so mouth-wateringly organised as a list. Whats more list-gasmic, than a neat, realistic, aspirable LIST. nothing. That was a retorical question.
Here are some lists:

Guilty pleasure songs downloaded from limewire's hotter younger sister-frosty:
1. Heart break-oh Enrique... I don't know who I am either, dw
2. Like a G6-You referenced a blizzard..and an aeroplane in the same line...which makes me worried for your safety just a little
3. Fireworks-katy perry...you are really bumbed about being old aren't you??
4. We R who we R-Ke$ha. I also have je-suszz on a neck-a-luzzz, twins true?

Things I have broken recently:
1. a pair of mocca colour blinds from a spare bedroom on the 2nf floor of a house in Brighton in the dead of the night...
2. A hair tie
3. My keyboard
4. My bedroom door

10 things I find pleasing...
1. The smell of the air conditioning in my grandma's car when it first turns on
2. Plastic pockets-about as hard to come by as a 3D harry potter ticket to the midnight screening the night before it comes out
3. Cue cards
4. Tofu
5. Black nail polish
6. Boys who wear nice shoes
7. Magnum egos. They fix all.
8. Long car trips at night in the country
9. sun rises and settings
10. Rust

A list of things I own that are of any importance:
1. My apple green skirt
2. My rusty tins
3. Boogie mentors and here you shall pillow's
4. My clock....urghh, she is so beautiful.
5. A large red jumper, my mother bought in her youth while in NYC by herself
6. My hippy pants
7. My trunk
8. My vis com diary
9. an ambulance medical kit from 1952
10. A stripey top
11. Purple mouthwash
12. Chicks on speed t-shirt
13. My skull t-shirt
14. The burnt hand

Some things I should have done:
1. made my lunch
2. gone to bed
3. quit my job
4. stayed awake in a maths lesson...just one
5. Abandoned all forms of civilisation, gone naked and run away to Alaska with the wild mooses.

dont worry. I will always have more lists.

I'm quite a envious person. I'm jealous of how selfless you are. I'm jealous of how real you are. I'm jealous of your ability to make things seem effortless. I'm jealous of your confidence. I'm jealous of your love. I'm jealous of your appearance. I'm jealous of how people see you. I'm jealous of your intelligence. I'm jealous of your thoughtfulness. I'm jealous of the adventures you've had and of the ones that you will in doubtfully have in your life . I'm jealous of the relationship you have with your brother. I'm jealous of what you've been able to achieve. I'm jealous for a good reason, because I know what people think of you. I'm jealous of your first impression. I'm jealous that you had to be the older one. I'm jealous that they talk about you more. I'm jealous of your attitude. I'm jealous because I know you're a better person. I'm jealous that it's never me and I'm jealous, most of all, that you're not envious or spiteful in the least. I'm sorry.

Last Saturday nighttt

So do you know what I love? I love when my shoes get ruined. I love it when my make-ups runs and my hair goes greasy. I love it when everyone leaves. I love it when crazy guys madly pace back in forth outside the fence, swearing in suits. I love it when my bag is found open and all my hard earned money is stolen. I love it when Kevin and I discover my bag's been searched and my blackberry's been stolen too. How I love Saturday nights.