Scott Whiteside

My eyes are vague blue, like the sky, and change all the time;
they are indiscriminate but fleeting, entirely specific and
disloyal, so that no one trusts me. I am always looking away.
Or again at something after it has given me up. It makes me
restless and that makes me unhappy, but I cannot keep them
still. If only i had grey, green, black, brown, yellow eyes; I
would stay at home and do something. It's not that I'm
curious. On the contrary, I am bored but it's my duty to be
attentive, I am needed by things as the sky must be above the
earth. And lately, so great has _their_ anxiety become, I can
spare myself little sleep.
--Frank O'Hara

University of North Carolina at Wilmington '04
Film Critique and Studio Art

University of North Carolina at Charlotte '04
Illustration

Northwest School of the Arts '00
Fibers

North Mecklenburg High '00