Wednesday, October 29, 2008
the flea market was so amazing last sunday, i bought this vintage scrap of lace fabric with sewing instructions written on it. i think it was the perfect addition to my sewn felt drawing. on monday jhase and i went to woodcraft in santa rosa and i bought some flaky oak veneer and cut arms out of it.
today i went to the studio before speech class and tried to work on my painting skills. i still suck, but i'm getting much better with blending colors and keeping things simple.
as i type jhase is recoding a banjo track and using the sounds of his cell phone keys as a backing beat, it sounds way too good.
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Monday, October 20, 2008
Here is the vintage marching band outfit i altered by putting Egyptian sixties fabric over the school name and adding buttons and trimming. i love it, but i feel like a goof when i'm wearing it in public and playing my golden kazoo. At open studios everyone thought i was dressed up as the Queen of Hearts!
Sunday, October 19, 2008
I made a flower with pressed Ginko leaves to put on the cover of my journal.
my mother being silly.
We picked up some used pillow cases at Thrift Town and used the leaves on them.
my potato stamp design...
Saturday, October 18, 2008
i have a giant baby head!
of course they put my piece next to a ginormous beautiful painting...
our studio was so home-like, i'm really happy how everything turned out, and i actually sold two pieces!
the wall piece Jhase & i made is finally up! and there is the back of my marching band outfit.
Thank you to everyone who came. be sure to stop by today and sunday for the actual open studios (11am-6pm).
Friday, October 10, 2008
Monday, October 6, 2008
here is a poem i wrote for Jhase last week when i was being a meanie:
canceled words in things you say,
mountains drop and go away.
thoughts stand still but never climb,
chopping wood and losing time.
tell me once and kiss me twice,
stubborn streets can hurt like knives.
split the coals that burned so bright,
cement moons turn left not right.
truth lies deep within our bones,
foggy nests we can’t call home.
cold roads lead through rows of pain,
hitchhikers gold is to stay sane.
Saturday, October 4, 2008
In two weeks I will be selling all this and more at Open Studios... Most of the art I'm selling will be under $100 bucks and all the proceeds will go to keeping the art studio and possibly some money will help feed my Red Bull addiction.
Friday, October 3, 2008
There are a few things that come to mind when I try to remember New Mexico.Ghosts, weird locals, strange spirits, a general state of wonder and confusion from days melting in to one another like a pre-recorded psychedelic sitcom. Here it is in a Photograph.