Downtown Charlottesville, VA with J.W.
In my office. Job applications. Electronically. Ryan too.
According to my co-workers, three things describe Johanna as an employer:
1. Talks too much.
2. Chatty.
3. Talks back.
Naturally, I wasn't hired.
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a collection of sleep adventures as dreamt by ryan + johanna
ABOUT NIGHTDROPS.
NIGHTDROPS. is a collaborative dreamblog between two los angeles dwellers. this project began shortly after the authors watched a pair of damn sexy dream films: Paprika + The Science of Sleep.
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johanna types sans 'r's since her dog, canela, has chewed--along a pair of glasses, a christmas present given by her brother, a pair of red japanese onesie, and a many milk cartons later--the 'r' key on her laptop. johanna must now always copy/paste the 'r' from elsewhere. currently, she spends too much time basking under toothy fluorescent lights while piled beneath a system of spline lines, red lines, and cad commands. she used to daydream a lot about the spatial logic of change and robotic architecture. ryan, on the contrary, spends more time absorbing natural sunlight and is much better at adding to ten than johanna is (johanna is embarrassed). he is (passively) asserting dominance over canela, and creating works that force a (nuclear) reaction; both are showing some positive changes. his heart hits its low and highs for fine hatching and control of tone dramatic perspective. his approach to spreading anime to non-anime fans is more aggressive than a mormon with pamphlets
when they are not dreaming, they amuse themselves by speaking in-the-third-person with third world accents and/or riding their multi-geared bicycles around first-world los angeles and its greater area, in-the-first-person. they are both obsessed with character driven things.
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contact us: fruitsalami [at] gmail dot com
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johanna types sans 'r's since her dog, canela, has chewed--along a pair of glasses, a christmas present given by her brother, a pair of red japanese onesie, and a many milk cartons later--the 'r' key on her laptop. johanna must now always copy/paste the 'r' from elsewhere. currently, she spends too much time basking under toothy fluorescent lights while piled beneath a system of spline lines, red lines, and cad commands. she used to daydream a lot about the spatial logic of change and robotic architecture. ryan, on the contrary, spends more time absorbing natural sunlight and is much better at adding to ten than johanna is (johanna is embarrassed). he is (passively) asserting dominance over canela, and creating works that force a (nuclear) reaction; both are showing some positive changes. his heart hits its low and highs for fine hatching and control of tone dramatic perspective. his approach to spreading anime to non-anime fans is more aggressive than a mormon with pamphlets
when they are not dreaming, they amuse themselves by speaking in-the-third-person with third world accents and/or riding their multi-geared bicycles around first-world los angeles and its greater area, in-the-first-person. they are both obsessed with character driven things.
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contact us: fruitsalami [at] gmail dot com
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