I'm not good at this blogging kind of thing: So here's what you need to know.
-My father was a coroner with a very sick sense of humor.
- I was just promoted. I work for the police.
- I'm a dog lover.
- I'm not an artist.
- But I have a very valid interest in them.
If I did this setting thing right then nobody should be able to see this unless I friend you right?
I just needed someone to talk to about this.
Even if that person is the internet.
Today Lt. Stabler refused to let me photograph my desk. He at least is taking this seriously and insisted that I create an "artistic" workspace to work from. I personally think that given my job consists of using my desk, my desk would be fine. Proceeded to argue this point until Stabler gave me a funny look and changed the subject.
....I realized I may be taking this far too seriously. Getting caught up was one thing, but loosing my relationships with coworkers and such is another. Once I've posted this, I think I'll walk the dog and possibly go to a movie.
especially since I just got this picture.
And this note.
tel me abt the flor detector. i m curiouz how u will justify it 2 ur classmates.
Here are my tools and a means to carry them. Can you tell what show I watch every Sunday?
....Fuck it. As soon as I've gone out and bought an easel I'm going to take a picture of my gun and my desk. I'll use my phone so that nobody can see and just add it to this.
Dear Mr. Teacher. Consider this a work in progress.
Dear Mr. Shaw. Everybody has that kind of floor. It is not a crime to work out of one's garage dipshit. fuck you..
Can you tell somebody who's clearly dangerous to go and soak their head?
We're playing catchup here at the station. I was told to put all of these things in seperate accounts.
The assignment was to "sharpen pencils." Understandably while I'm looking for metaphors, the background check has yet to turn up any relevant connections..
Today Detective Kramer called this a joke. Today I got reprimanded for punching "High and Mighty Detective Kramer in the face.
Nothing new to report.
This pencil is one of my favorites.
Books are safer then art. But if writing is also creation, then wouldn't failing to impose restrictions on the written word...
Okay, I officially think too much.
...No notes.
I'm holding my breath. Sorry again 'teach for the late assignment but we're busy investigating "real" crimes according to Detective Kramer.
It is imparative for a prudent investigator and while I have several people who are better sketch artists working with me-Your class seems comprehensive and educative.
The lack of an enrollment fee like a community college course makes it a very major plus.
Please except my late assignments sir, I look forward to working with you and my colleagues and I are looking forward to your lessons.
I don't like this canvas. It makes me nervous. I was never good at painting and while people sometimes find doodles in my report corners. This is making me nervous.
I...okay I stole these brushes from Detective Wallace's daughter. She's big into art. She's four. all children who are four are big into art.
That seems like the place art should stay, with innocence, with kids. I mean when you're a kid creation is perfectly possible, but as an adult it takes on a biblical aspect that I dislike.
I mean if you think about it, these people, these comic book artists and writers and movie directors are making worlds. Isn't that when god did? I mean if you believe in that kind of stuff? Does that mean they're at a "I'm a creator" level of power?
Should people possess that kind of power?
I would like to take a moment to applaude people who didn't use what...I can only assume is fake store blood to paint this sort of thing.
I chose blue.
It's actually the same color as my old patrolman uniform. :)
and I used-
There's no "illusion" here. The ruler does not stop being a ruler just because there's blue paint on the edges. It's still the same, it's just...more...decorated.
Which doesn't mean it changes. A room is still a room no matter how many things you have in it.
Sir, I hope this met your requirements.
I apologize for my notes.
EDIT/PERSONAL NOTE
I just recieved this as a text message.
What is the red stuff on it?
Where was this picture taken? what the fuck is going on!
There's a dramatic grabber. I don't even know why I'm doing this. Anyone can hack this sort of shit but I really needed to talk to someone who...wouldn't talk to me in person or talk to me.
Which is weird, because I'm a really social person. So hopefully I've done this right and nobody else can see it and I can keep talking to this stupid "blog" like it's a person and then I can get out all my feelings without having to stress anyone out.
Because I don't like stressing people out. I have a really shitty really tough job sometimes and when I go out and do things with people I don't want to drag them along. I learned that the hard way.
So.
Let me back up.
Okay. Um.
Hi.
I'm Jane Doe.
And I'm investigating the death of Cameron Shaw.
Chances are if you're not local you haven't heard about it. It was...bad to say the least.
But the guy sort of alerted us to the whole deal, which was weird. Most people don't announce this kind of thing is going to happen.
This one scares me the most.
Play or Die? What are we playing exactly?
For those of you (and by you I am of course meaning the audience of people not reading this..) not familiar with police procedure, it's never okay to get a letter like this.
especially since the stuff that you see in the corner there...
I'll see if I can take a picture of the whole letter. Understandably we started looking for people who'd fit the profile only to come up with ....well...a good chunk of the American Population...until this came up.
These were emailed to me on my work account. Along with the following message.
hlo detector.
i am inspred latly 2 wrk with a genuz. i thnk u wil b impressd w my wrk. i hpe u wil. wht is art? wht is mind? i sek to lern. so many pelp take ths for grant. I wil sho dem. i wil take lessns he teach and show otherz that their life wil liv gud. i hope it wil end with a maztrpiece. i wuld lke to crate a masterpieace.
fathfuly urs,
Cameron Louise Shaw.
When you come up with Cameron Shaw? You get a name and a social security number. Who is Cameron Shaw? Is she dead? Is he dead? Just what does this person want with them?
I googled "art" and I came up with something that I think holds a hell of alot of promise.
For about two seconds I thought we'd found SHAW, but this guy is almost as illusive if not moreso..
Just who is this guy and what's his agenda?
Painting? in a basement?
Needless to say this prompted a hell of alot of discussion. Particularly when we were forced to consider the sheer number of people interested in this course. Any number of them could be Shaw...or for that matter Shaw's killer.
At least, the note, made sense.
So...I guess I got roped into playing along. I'll be posing as a late "student" in an effort to engage the students in this "class". I've got other people working on this 'Tutor' figure.
If you read the note, this is clearly someone who embraces the man's philosophy. an uncaring world? Where's the line between "art" and madness? Just how many people fall prey to the idea that a world without rules and conformity is a good thing?
Somewhere, Cameron Shaw is dead. Art may have killed him. Or her. Or even killed their spirit. But how? How can creation be responsible for killing?
....I think I'm beginning to see why I drew this case.
