Chilled out party on powerful lsd, 3-fpm and a spliff from Jesus' own hands... Sitting next to a vegan stand-up comedian with a purple blanket and an Asian hair model I said, "hey guys... guys, I'm just gonna-" I shifted my eyes to a random point and went catatonic for hours from the trip, unable to sense anything real around me. I tripped as hard as I could go, playing with the line of good trip/bad trip continually. I felt like it would never end and I'd been caught in an abstract reality. When I found myself again I was part-way through a discussion about philosophy with the most dangerous criminal I've ever met and a university lecturer, along with a vague memory of the Shia Labeouf musical being played on youtube. It was surreal. But beautiful.... and that's the story of how I planned my entire art coursework.
