COHEN, Holden T

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full name Holden Tobias Cohen date of birth September 02, 1991 home town current city New York City, NY education Self taught occupation Illustrator and Printmaker at HT Cohen ________________________________________ ________________________________________ step o1. draw. find the passion. use the passion against yourself, use the passion to procrastinate against doing more important things. use the passion to distract yourself from reality, use the passion to cope. skulls, rats, ravens, skulls, roadkill, deep sea monsters. step o2. eliminate the poison to focus on drawing. eliminate fathers, mothers, brothers, sisters, girlfriends. delete the suffocation, move the fuck out before you turn eighteen. at eighteen you turn unoriginal, any older you turn pathetic. remain cryptic. step o3. buy a screenprinter. you can find starter kits on ebay for five hundred. move it into your mouldy, nasty-ass apartment. step o4. draw. use your passion. make money off your passion. sell your passion to enthusiasts, historians. avoid those who buy plastic laden furniture at ikea. step o5. look at real estate. buy the most mould, nasty-ass, haunted-house piece of crap place you can. you'll probably want to renovate it yourself, you'll probably stick a nail through your hand out of stupidity and curiosity. move along and hire a contractor. step o6. equip your nasty-ass haunted house with more screenprinting shit. people will probably want you now - the demands will be high. set up an autopsy room for your passion, you'll probably waste more red paint than necessary. greed is a family trait. step o7. pause. procrastinate. avoid your passion. skateboard, watch reruns of the simpsons, drink and smoke. make sure your eyes remain glazed, el barto. ________________________________________ Shitstorm A shitstorm refers not to one bad thing happening, but to many bad things happening in a short period of time. Usually describes many unlucky, sad or just awful events pertinent to the person speaking. Q: Hey man, how's it going? A: Just one shitstorm after another, man. First I find out my dad is a serial killer, and now my mom is trying to gain profit from it. ________________________________________ you hear of siblings growing closer as they age, that was the opposite of my brother and i. granted, we had the weight of our father's criminal record sinking our ship. we're barely a year apart, mom couldn't wait to get packed with another child. dad used to joke that it was because i wasn't good enough; sick joke, sick person. anyway we were pretty close, best friends. where i was, e wasn't far behind.. really it figures we're in a similar industry. during the summer we'd wait at the top of our treehouse, and when our sister poppy came into view we'd pelt her with spitballs. winter was a similar scene, replace the treehouse with a snowfort and the spitballs with iceballs.. packed that snow as hard a we fucking could, we weren't that kind. even as teenagers, we were total shitheads. then fifteen. courtcalls, interviews, reality tv. it's sort of when ezra turned somewhat pathetic. how he handled it was disappointing, he's soft. still soft. i was pretty angry about it, you could tell. on television he wasn't really peppy, i don't know how to describe how he was. he looked a bit dumb. he looked dumb and i had shoulder length hair. at least i had a fucking reaction, even if it was leaning back with my arms crossed, mouthing "bullshit" into the camera. again, really fucking disappointing. i really expected much more. ________________________________________ your name Ciara play-by Dylan member group resident