August 2010
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“the stars, the moon, they have all been blown out.”
July 2010
16 posts
o8:o8am, Oz time.
Yesterday; Sydney tours from beardy Harv, Shingai quotes, Not losing our wolfpack, Australian impressions, Eating too much, Laughter.
im going to australia today. brb d00dz.
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How would you describe yourself in 3 words?
Waif, ostentatious, literate.
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If you could go back in time 10 years and tell...
Don’t get a mullet when you turn sixteen.
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Are you an introvert or an extrovert?
I’m the selfish existence where introvert meets extrovert.
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What was your favorite TV show as a child?
i never watched much television as a child, i preferred books. i liked sesame street though. elmo makes me smile.
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If you could ask Barack Obama one question what...
i kinda love you, is that okay?
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What's your favorite movie quote?
“it’s pretty much my favorite animal. it’s like a lion and a tiger mixed… bred for its skills in magic.”
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Do you believe in fate?
im not sure. i’d like to.
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Have you ever been fired? If so, why?
i’ve never been fired. people love me. i don’t know why.
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If you won a million dollars what would you do...
live in alaska with wolves and aurora borealis.
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Last night one of my best friends and I sat on my fire escape with too much red wine, listening to the libertines and telling stories beginning with “remember when…”.
Sometimes I’ll say no just to hear it over again.
Shingai laughs a lot. I like this about her.
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hello, friday.
disposable embryo.
June 2010
5 posts
“cotton.”
busy busy.
sometimes i take my sketch book out places with me. today, i took it on the subway. a three minute sketch of a strange tells more than a 3 day painting ever could. moleskin.
“instinctive.”
May 2010
4 posts
“whatever could it be, that has brought me to this loss?”
“the two eyes of even the most beautiful face are never exactly alike; the segments of an orange, the leaves of a tree, the petals of a flower, are never exactly identical. it would seem that every type of beauty derives its charm from its diversity.”
April 2010
7 posts
change and transformation.
always wash your hands before dinner. peace.
sketches that stayed as sketches. nothing more, nothing less.
with highly saturated primed canvases, today I created shapes out of objects that I found in our apartment basement. i selected a seashell and a piece of coated chicken wire. i first adapted the shape of the seashell by using a variation of colours. i then integrated the second form into my composition by shaping it with red. it’s also interesting to see how drastically the space changes...
‘m starting to realize how difficult oils are to photograph because of how shiny they are with my medium. it can’t help that this was taken in my kitchen.
i wanted to create a gendered identity without any literal indication of it. these are 3x4 feet.
“I belong to another generation… As for me, I am fifty years old, and I won’t impose myself on you any longer.”
March 2010
3 posts
in a previous life i was a fish. rachel, however, was normal.
the concept behind these is the intimate distance we feel with the state of being asleep; the intimacy we feel with it, and the distance created from observing it. i used klimt’s sketches of women sleeping as source material because they objectify the unconscious, and sexualize the subject as an observer. i used oil sticks and solvent on mylar, and collectively they are 5 by 6 feet.
stress. goodnight.
February 2010
5 posts
my theme was to work with ‘illumination’. the idea is that you assume bodily parts without understanding what they are - flesh without associating it with its color or its form. i wanted to emphasize the artificial understandings we have of what is ‘inside’, given that we don’t have the means to experience it naturally!
“it was always the becoming he dreamed of, never the being.”
first we draw, then we get our hands dirty.
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i have allergies for the first time ever this year, and my head feels like a bowling ball. if you get allergies every year… my greatest sympathies are with you. truely.
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“Gustav.” finished piece. I got started with this painting with a photograph but I took the subject into a different direction. Everyone asks, “Why the rat and not the deer skull?” - the only answer I have to offer to you is that I miss my friend Cora, from Paris, and her rat Gustav. pour vous, Cora. Il me manque Gustav et, plus important, vous!
January 2010
3 posts
the beginning. i will now watch law&order: SVU. yum.
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thousand lined paper. i need a scanner.
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baf·fle (bfl) tr.v. baf·fled, baf·fling, baf·fles 1. To frustrate or check (a person) as by confusing or perplexing; stymie. 2. To impede the force or movement of.
that is how blogging makes me feel.