extravaganza

bbq, christian dior and paint: a celebration of all things matt

[no song today, cos i'm having FTP issues. WTF FTP!]

with barely enough time to recover from the awesomeness of friday night, we gathered together on saturday to celebrate the birth of matthew.

matt decided that he wanted to get all dressed up in his finest (ripped) christian dior jeans and go eat… bbq. at iron works.

henri dressed in his finest fashion as well.

we sat on the outside patio, which was quite lovely and meat-filled.

here’s matt’s birthday dinner, in all of its glory:

ok great. now i’m starving.

ANYWAY

after filling our stomachs with an enormoooos (ha! sorry) amount of food, we went to henri’s house to participate in a mass painting in honor of matt’s birthday. i felt like we were all members of a bohemian art collective, except with less patchouli oil.

here’s matt, attempting to inspire us over the white, inviting canvas:

(sorry, a few of the pictures are blurry)

i doubt the bohemians ever started their paintings like this, but what the heck, THIS TEAM IS THE BANANAS!

henri was the first to tackle the big white space. he made a DARING choice with some BOLD RED!

a few timid brush strokes…

… soon unleashed CHAOS!

fortunately, we had some “real” artists on our team, like ben. he’s so artistic that he doesn’t even use a brush– he uses a paint knife! FIERCE!

notice the powder blue paint in my hand. i’m such a sucker for pastels!

robin took over a corner and made it her own, sort of like those kids on the “the wire.”

things just got more cray cray, with ben throwing paint and me using my ACTUAL HAND as a brush (see below). i must really love matt to get my hands dirty (see: previous post).

cos we’re the creative types, we added some found objects to the canvas! found objects… from henri’s floor. which means quarters! and bottle caps! and dead roaches!

JUST KIDDING. like i would ever let anyone near me pick up a dead roach and glue it to a canvas.

please.

exhausted from the outburst of creative energy, we took a break for some refreshment. and you know, nothing enhances my artistic abilities like CUPCAKES!! YAY YAY YAY!!

yes, those are fireplace tongs. and no, i did not let their nasty ashness touch my cupcake.

it was great to see ben & erin again. the couple that stays together, eats together… and dresses together, apparently.

SQUEEE!

many thanks to laura for making the “orange chiffon” (divine!) cupcakes for me to enjoy. i mean, for matt to enjoy. and share. with me.

rejuvenated by the tasty business, i had a brilliant idea! in the ultimate act of love, i would paint on matt’s canvas WITH MY NOSE! suck on THAT, picasso!

thankfully, robin decided to join in on my nasal crusade, which meant

ESKIMO PAINT KISSES!

we really do like each other, i swear.

here’s robin’s nose IN ACTION:

see, that’s love. THAT is dedication.

and here’s me, spreading more love to amber.

finally, the painting was finished, and matt asked me to take a cheesy picture of him like you see on the backs of artist books:

matthew gierhart, 1972, albuquerque.

and here, finished, is our labor of love:

wow.

some might call that a mess. i call it FRIENDSHIP!

before we headed downtown, we decided to get our wii on. henri made matt his v. own mii, which i have to say, bears a striking resemblance to the real thing.

looks like henri’s artistic sensibilities aren’t limited to paint!

amber had never played the wii before, but as a master of (real) bowling, she got it down pretty quick. i mean, just check out that form!

like janet jackson sang, CONTROL!

i told matt not to play around with wii gang signs, cos you never know who you’re messing with.

then, somehow, this happened:

yeah, well. henri’s tongue was due for a blog appearance, cos it’s been, what, five days?

we piled into thomas to go downtown and make some mischief. just look at this trio of troublemakers:

CAUTION!

since we had to park far away, we made our walk into a Grand Adventure! a journey full of spontaneous dancing, scuffling and ridiculous poses!

i wish i could express how *little* planning went into that photo.

this photograph is entitled: birthday pants, adored.

and yeah, we even threw in some “arrested development” chicken dancing for good measure.

ca-CHAW! ca-CHAW!

cos you can never be TOO cray for downtown austin. those streets have seen it all.

on the way to the beauty bar, we even became an indie ROCK BAND!

matt and henri got into an argument about who was the lead singer. of course. i think we’re headed straight to “behind the music”…

once we arrived at the beauty bar, we enjoyed lots of SHOCKING CONVERSATIONS

and even more SHOCKING DANCE MOVES!

you know it’s serious when henri puts his dance face on:

(although it kinda pales in comparison to that girl’s dance face HEYYYYY!)

amber, on the other hand, expresses herself through her hands. sorta like sign language.

i think she’s saying happy birthday. or MAMA’S GONNA KNOCK YOU OUT.

yeah, either one.

we ended the night at mugshots, obvs. i think matt looks rather content with his birthday evening, don’t you?

oh what? something missing?

here you go, birthday boy.

doesn’t that look like a freeze frame, credits roll kind of moment?

yeah, i thought so too.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MATT PANTS!

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