Lazy Bones

I think I'm

2010-04-16T23:09:00.001-04:00

going to be sick.

Chocolate Milk

2010-03-30T19:41:00.005-04:00

Drinking chocolate milk always makes me miss my life.

Black Holes

2010-03-30T00:14:00.005-04:00

So, I am now a full time student in Savannah, GA at SCAD.
And things are going really well with the band.

I guess things can't be purrrfect all the time.

Wednesday.

2010-02-10T17:22:00.002-05:00

I am trying to guarantee that I won't amount to nothing, but I'm not trying my hardest.

Summer Day in January

2010-01-20T11:25:00.007-05:00

The past two days have been unusually warm. I found it strangely exciting that I was wearing shorts and a tank-top on monday afternoon while savannah and I were riding bikes on the beach. It all made me think of summer. I want to live where it's warm but not too warm, ya know? It all made me forget about the stress that I am trying to block out. I think I'm going to try and write a song about it.

I shot two rolls of film, here are some pictures:

I AM THE IDIOT OF THE JUNGLE!

2010-01-14T10:57:00.003-05:00

New Museum Mouth EP available for free download! It's four of the first songs we ever wrote, we loved them so much that we recorded them and now we want EVERYONE to love them as much as we do! Just go to our myspace page and follow the link under "Band Bio" it's really simple, and if you don't know our myspace URL then... here it is!

http://myspace.com/ilovemuseummouth

Like- ribs and shit.

2010-01-12T14:30:00.002-05:00

I have given into the fact that I am insane, and that life is going to be life. Just live it, don't make presumptions, just live... or whatever. Fuck, I sound like a reggae singer now... :(

December 12th- Three Months

2009-12-12T11:24:00.003-05:00

I am sorry for my inconsistency, but let me explain.

The past three months have been more than insane. For the past two months I have been more than insane. I don't think I could ever put the feelings and events I have experienced as of late into words, but you could just take my word for it. I am currently on a quest to end my six months of writers block; moving in with my mother, working on our house, new job, new direction. I know that the latter is cliché but what's not? I learned recently that I am the slowest reader ever. I have a stack of books almost taller than me (not a hard feat to accomplish) that I need to read and I can't even finish the first. I have so many song ideas, so many design ideas, so many ideas and I can't put the first one into actual existence. What's wrong with me? I am convinced that I only work well when I am under some sort of pressure, and I only produce work when there is a greater task at hand that I should be focusing on. Lately I feel that too much free time that doesn't exist (that makes sense? No?) is keeping me from being productive. Hey, do you want to hang out? Ok, just call me or text me sometime.

Goodbye, August.

2009-08-31T20:03:00.002-04:00

It feels very very strange to watch all of your friends go back to school while you just keep doing what you've been doing for the past three months. I remember the feeling(s) I had when I moved to Raleigh last August. There was a lot of fear and sense of unwelcomeness, and although I hated my time spent there while it was happening I really do look back on it fondly. I think I'm going to start taking the initiative to do the things I've been so reluctant to do... like clean my room, and fix up my bike, and buy some recording equipment and maybe write some new K. Kuehn songs.

In Museum Mouth news- we have our EP coming out sometime next month... I just need to book a goddamn' show to release it at. And we recently received a parcel containing our new shirts! This first batch was designed by me. I think the next ones we're going to get printed will be Savannah's design- and then I'm going to make Graham submit something too.

Here's what mine look like:

Everybody's talking about ghosts.

2009-08-07T12:48:00.005-04:00

No really, what's with all the spirit talk these days?

I mean, don't think that I'm ascendent to this surge in ghost popularity- I contribute my fair share of apparition imagery and illustration... I just want to know what it all means.

Finally- "I'm still alive!"

2009-08-05T18:03:00.003-04:00

Oh my shit hell I have been so horrible about updating this... :< I'm sorry!

But really I promise you I have been so busy! I've been taking tons of pictures, designing all kinds of shit, writing songs, playing music, hanging out, getting older, and playing with my dog... Which to me seems like quite a bit, right? But to prove to you that I have been crazy busy here are some flyers I've been slaving away over, I hope you like them:

Oh my god.

2009-06-08T17:46:00.001-04:00

I have a million things going on,

And my dad won't get off the phone.

Oh paranoia and anxiety, we're not friends.

2009-04-27T08:56:00.003-04:00

I can't seem to help feeling totally helpless when I think about the future. I know I'm not alone in feeling this way and although that should normally be somewhat reassuring it only makes me more anxious. When I hear about people (specifically children) who had a rough time growing up due to parental drama I can't help but get angry. Especially when this sort of "traumatic" bullshit affects how they function emotionally and logically in their adulthood. Give me a fucking break. Seriously, suck it up! I'm sorry that you wasted your time reading that... I can tell you that it's a worthless fucking rant but it really irks me.

In other news- Jeffery Dahmer is totally insane. Did you know that he experimented with making living zombies!?

"Don't become the one you hated, and death is absolutely safe."

2,000 Years Old

2009-04-24T12:01:00.003-04:00

I dreamt I was 2,000 years old
I was a beachcomber with a beard as white as snow
I'd sell all the things I gathered from the sea
and in an old hammock is where I'd sleep

I dreamt I was 2,000 years old
I was in the kitchen making breakfast on the stove
But I had no friends and no family
Because no one could live to be as old as me.

Stayed Up All Night

2009-04-22T00:55:00.004-04:00

I made a pot of coffee around 7:30 this evening in an attempt to persuade myself into doing school work, but instead I got a lousy excuse as to why it's not yet completed.

Oh my god, I don't think I have ever been as excited about music as I am right now. Song writing has been going extremely well (jesus christ, I hope I don't jinx it) and the level of all around enthusiasm in regards to Museum Mouth is so reassuring. It feels great getting to put my thoughts and feelings into lyrics and using these songs to channel all this fucking bullshit that gets caught up inside. We have a number of shows coming up in June and we can't wait to bring you guys these songs, we seriously say our prayers every night (well, some of us do) in hopes that you will like these songs! And I know it sounds like the most pretentious bunch of word vomit and ever so cliché but I really do feel like the songs I am writing are a fit, like they honestly represent who I am, or at least who I think I am.

Graham and I saw this thing today. I think it was a man, but honestly I could be lying.

-Karl

Fantastic letter! You showed that asshole!

2009-04-08T15:46:00.004-04:00

April has been so strange. And I really don't know how I feel about a lot of what has gone down, maybe it will take some time- ya know, digest and settle and maybe I'll be ok with it, but at this point it's not mixing so well. I have been swamped with tasks and have been busting my ass to get artwork done... Oh! Did I not tell you? I was asked (or I may have offered, I don't really remember) by some dear friends of mine named Bows and Arrows to do the artwork and merchandise design for their new record "1010 Eaton Street." I took it as quite an honor and have been busting out pin designs, shirt designs, and all the artwork for the CD itself. And on top of all of that I found myself feeling quite sick on Sunday night. As far as songwriting goes I cannot remember a time when I have been this prolific in the past- maybe it's something about this new band and some good vibes or something, but it all just feels so right! WAIT! I didn't tell you that either!? Yeah! I'm in a new band called Museum Mouth. We play straightforward pop songs about, well... all kinds of stuff! Check us out at: http://myspace.com/ilovemuseummouth We're planning a show for the beginning of summer, and there's always the concrete super spectacular extravaganza at The Dosher House on June 14th with Bows and Arrows! Life is so super exciting, and I am very happy with who I am and the people I choose to surround myself with. I hope that 1010 Eaton Street is well received and that you all are ok/happy with the artwork- Trust me, I have heard some of these new songs and they are sure to impress!

-Karl Kuehn.

The Month of March

2009-03-19T12:39:00.009-04:00

Never heard of common sense.

Always think in future tense.

Disclaimer: I am sorry for being so inconsistent.

I got denied to the Design School at NC State. Of course I was bummed when I got the news but the future now seems so cloudy, mysterious, and exciting. And I don't want you to worry about me, I am no hopeless and lethargic fool who will piss away his future working in the toilet bowl that seems to swallow up those who were educational bound but found themselves back in Brunswick County. But, let's move on from this particular subject matter and into more of the everything, ya know- the stuff we always talk about. Me and you.

Ok, I'm going to ask you a serious question now. Who do you think I am? I want you to tell me right away- what comes to mind right now, in this exact second. But I also want you to take some time and tell me again after the question has had maybe a few days to float around in your head. Now, I'm not asking you to think about me- that would be very selfish and egotistical, but I do want you to see if I am important to you. I think that life itself can really distort your idea of who you are and the impact your existence has on other people- and I don't know where I fit in the universe anymore... or at least if I ever did then I have now forgotten, and I just want to get reacquainted, meet me. It's strange how you can get to know someone and all of there idiosyncrasies and then talk about them and say that you have a clear idea of who they are. And this goes so far as to say that if someone asked you to draw that person you could at least semi-convey who they are, but when asked to explain yourself or draw you it's always sort-of a guessing game. I find it to be so. I could go on and on and on...

But I'll leave you with what I know is fact:

My friends always surprise me.

Comprendo

2009-02-24T12:52:00.003-05:00

Let's talk about me some more, ok?

I know that many a man before me has wished for a time machine and received nothing, so I know it would be fruitless for me to do the same. I loved this weekend. Although I wish I would have gotten to see Savannah, though I know she was having a whale of a time being pawed at by hipster animals in that zoo called New York City. I want to go there. I also want my mom to get out of that house. But those are just two things I want off of a long long list. I guess that wanting is part of the process- ya know, the cycle of wanting something to happen, setting your aim, striving for it, and hopefully reaching it in due time. My problem with this is that some of the things I want to happen are close to impossible, and somewhere between striving for my goal and (hopefully) reaching it I find myself second guessing my actions and whether they will help me reach this goal... Am I doing it all wrong? Am I mildly neurotic about my behavior?

"No Braino!"

2009-02-15T23:24:00.003-05:00

Happy Valentines Day Weekend!

It was quite an adventure. Consisting of the following:

Self-Portrait

2009-02-09T20:08:00.002-05:00

There are people out there in the world having fun right now.

I'm here, looking like this:

Feels like summer.

2009-02-09T01:32:00.013-05:00

For the past two days it has been oddly warm in Raleigh. On Saturday I did the most summer-esque thing I've done in quite a while. I walked to the gas station nearest my apartment with shorts on carrying a jar of change. I made two calls from a pay-phone, then walked inside and bought a slushy. Graham and I ventured into downtown Raleigh later that day and the pictures that follow this entry will be from that outing. There is rumored to be a tree sloth in the Science Museum downtown but I won't believe it until I see it. Graham produces an impressive amount of writing that I find winning, and what's even greater than the fact that his writing exists is that it exists on the internet! Here: http://www.xanga.com/vorador007

This sort of serves as a writings chronicle/blog. you should really check it out- he's a premium individual (Graham, I hope you don't mind me doing this).

Dear, NC State Design School.

2009-02-07T13:27:00.002-05:00

Please accept me! Please let me have charmed the pants off of you with my drawing skills that are reminiscent of an eight year olds. I would love to be attending your establishment in the fall, and I'm perfectly alright with having to sign up for another class this semester to meet your elevated requirements.

Here are some pictures of Rasta Pasta:

The Devil.

2009-02-03T00:53:00.000-05:00

I think I drew the ugliest thing.

Why has everyone given up on the blogs?

2009-01-27T13:14:00.000-05:00

Seriously!?

All my friends have phased out their blog usage. This saddens me.
But I'm not a quitter! And I drew this tiger to prove it!

Too Frightening.

2009-01-22T13:42:00.000-05:00

I don't know why but I can't seem to escape this strange feeling of oncoming something.

It started on monday while I was driving back to Raleigh from the long weekend back home. I felt like I just had to wait this week out and reach this apparent goal; I didn't have a goal waiting for me though... No real objective. I'm not going home this weekend, nor am I on the verge of my Design School deadline. I really don't know. I think it might have something to do with living. Maybe I'm not living- but that's ridiculous and edging on the brink of pretentious thoughts. So that's definitely not the case. I washed all of my clothes this week and cleaned my room. I went to class everyday and have done most of my assignments. But I still can't shake this anxiety of what's coming next. I've had the worst fucking dreams this week even when I'm not sleeping. I hope that it's not a jinx though... I love everyone in my life. Of course there are a few of you that surpass love. Maybe I have become a hypochondriac. Did you know that Pharmacology is a real word? And I have had quite a hankering to listen to "Born To Run" by the boss... It's a pity I don't have it on my computer.

This and that.

2009-01-08T01:11:00.000-05:00

Do you know what's nice? Well, find out for yourself.

Things are good right now. I feel like outside the upcoming hurdles in my (I guess) soon to be "professional life" (really, I'm 18 and I'm having to decide what I want to do with the rest of my life right now?) I'm very content and surprisingly calm. When I was younger I would always look at the kids who were in their junior and senior years of high school and I would think about how much older and mature they always seemed in appearance. They always seemed so tall, the guys with their awkward facial hair, and the girls with their hair, and other things. Now that I'm eighteen I feel as though I still look like a baby in comparison. Don't get me wrong I feel my age (maybe older- often younger) but I doubt it sometimes, that's all.

It's wonderful. I am sure of it.

2008-12-23T01:31:00.000-05:00

Oh, how amazing life can be.

Thursday: Good Books and Good Friends

2008-12-11T16:37:00.000-05:00

I have been in Raleigh for almost four months now and can honestly say that there have been few times I have really felt alive. Today was one of those times. "Merry Christmas, Graham." I sat on the bus for twenty minutes in the hot, damp air. Strategically hanging my umbrella on a screw that stuck out of the pole next to my seat, I sat with my legs crossed and read. When I got off I opened my umbrella and almost slipped on my first step onto the mud. The whole way down the hill I slipped and slid predicting my own fall onto the muddy ground- but I avoided it only to find myself standing in a knee deep puddle. I finally arrived back at my apartment my socks and shoes gushing with each step. "This place is a mess, but who's to say it isn't bearable."

Loud Sounds.

2008-12-06T04:19:00.000-05:00

I saw a little girl fall today in the mall. She was running and I guess her head got really top-heavy. It must have been caused by the velocity at which her curly hair was moving. I laughed out loud. You should have been there.

The way it is.

2008-12-02T11:33:00.000-05:00

Things will be things, just some more than others. Doing what makes you happy is a great way to go through life but what if what makes you happy is something that is appeasingly immoral? Take instant gratification for example: I want to be happy so I do the things that make me immediately feel that way. But will I pay for them later? What if I don't want to pay for them later? What if I don't want to pay for anything at all? Will I still be happy? Because not paying for things makes me happy. And I want to be happy, right? That's why I chose to do the things that I did, right?

Life, as a whole, is amazing. It truly is. I love it, but I'm lazy. Can you blame me?

Weird isn't it?

2008-11-14T13:41:00.000-05:00

So, you know those little "captcha" (or whatever their called) things that you sometimes have to fill out periodically on myspace? Well today one of mine had the word "fuck" in it. And I don't know why but that really surprised me.

The best of luck.

2008-11-13T12:02:00.000-05:00

I don't know if you've seen Rushmore or not (chances are you have) but there's a quote in that movie made by Jacques Cousteau that I find to be truly awesome:

"When one man,
for whatever reason,
has an opportunity to lead an extraordinary life,
he has no right to keep it to himself."

One saw mud, the other saw stars.

2008-11-12T12:46:00.000-05:00

It has been brought to my attention recently courtesy of a swarm of references to my past that I was quite a mess during all of middle school and much of high school, and I can honestly say that my only excuse is lack of knowledge. I was too busy focusing on the immediate world around me to even pay attention to something as simple as possibly changing my physical appearance, I would talk like I knew that there was an entire world out there but I swear to god that on the inside I didn't. But it's true that one must do things wrong to really learn from them and change. And it's only when one really start to make use of autonomy and become aware of things that they never knew existed, that then they can take these newly found observations of the world around them and make it into something cohesive that we call a person's character. But my story is no anomaly, in fact I can theorize that this applies to most all adolescents.

I promised myself that I would never say, write, or even allude to the possibility of growing up because I had convinced myself that the past was simple and pure and no one was at fault for what it contained; basically, it was perfect. But I am starting to realize that growing up is not only normal but unavoidable and can be a very pleasant procedure if you want it to be. I am loving it right now and although there is plenty of new stress that comes with it you just have to persevere. And there's nothing like the feeling of being content with who you are.

When I die I would like to be cremated, but if that cannot be the case please make sure that my hair is white and that I am wearing a white cardigan.

It's just that I don't really know.

2008-11-11T23:11:00.000-05:00

A while (not really, like a week or two) ago I took some pictures of some beautiful people wearing animal noses for my design school portfolio and I would love to share them with you.

*Click on them to view them full size

The rest (as well as all my other photographs) can be found at http://www.flickr.com/photos/karlkuehn/

11/10/08 (13:50)

2008-11-10T13:50:00.000-05:00

I'm always second guessing myself. Especially when it comes to social interactions with people I don't know. Waiting in line, riding in elevators, I'm finding that it's easy to be open and often times well received.

Robin- I'm sorry to hear about your loss. I was lacking all words when I approached you so I'm going to say it here for the sake of saying it at all:

"I hope it's beautiful."

Do, Don't, Done.

2008-10-30T13:53:00.000-04:00

Bought a tripod today! Yipppeee!

Expect good things!

Say No To Rules!

2008-10-29T12:22:00.001-04:00

Je ne tonds pas le gazon. Je déteste tondre le gazon.

Oh! And-

2008-10-28T16:48:00.000-04:00

Katelyn's little boy Rasta.

Well, we found out today that he is really a she.

This changes everything.

I am over all this candy corn.

2008-10-28T11:09:00.000-04:00

I've spent most of my day eating candy corn and working on my portfolio for design school and I am worried that it's too gaudy, and/or pretentious. It's full of large decorative text and tons of negative space. So, if you've ever created a portfolio for design school (specifically for Graphic Design) before tell me if shit like this is too much:

Cold as shit

2008-10-27T16:08:00.000-04:00

I don't know when the fuck it got so cold outside but jeezus!

A little while back I found all these projector slides in the parking lot of my apartment complex, and upon finding these slides I made these out of them:

(You can click on them to see them full size)

How to treat a lady

2008-10-26T15:23:00.001-04:00

Everything I know about how to treat a lady I learned from this video:

It tastes like pretzels!

2008-10-25T10:35:00.000-04:00

Last night can only be summarized with this...

I finally got my new phone- so just message me on myspace of facebook and I'll give you the number!

Life is fun! Life is cool!

I <3 Michael Phelps

2008-10-24T11:38:00.000-04:00

If Oprah is so smart why doesn't my computer run on an operating system she invented?

And it's gloomy outside which makes me wonder...

First "NEW" Post!

2008-10-23T12:53:00.000-04:00

DAY 1!

Woohoo!

You know that feeling you get when you're really inspired to do something? Well, I got that. See, before today I was feeling very "fuck this I hate doing shit" but I would have to say that as of today those feelings are gone!

Ok- So in celebration I decided that it would be a good idea to start a legit blog. But it's not going to be anything super serious or even a daily thing- just whenever I feel like I have something I want to say. So I can't tell you when I will be updating it but check back often! PLEASE!

This is me today:

Do you see how excited I am!?

-KARL!