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[May. 16th, 2008|07:08 pm] |
I love this picture
Today I headed back to school for my first (post info session) Fulbright interview. Dean Solomon gave me some feedback about what I should include when I submit my application in July and offered a lot of encouragement. She said I have an excellent chance, which seems totally ridiculous to me. Now I have to start contacting professors at Kunstfact and researching textile designers and Swedish design history.
Parsons just asked me to participate in a "media charette" next Wednesday. I didn't even know what that word meant when they wrote me. So I looked it up, and it's a fancy way of saying "workshop." I get paid to give them my take about how they can improve their "pedagogical approach" down the line. It's sort of perfect because I have attended one million colleges (if you count summer programs).
Post-Birthday party, I'm starting work on my Ladytron music video pitch. The Black Ghosts opted to go with a different treatment, but with a bit of tweaking I think it can work for their next single. Plus, their budget is 10 not 5k, Which rules.
on a different note, I want this bed. Even if it is rather Anthropologie / shabby chic.
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[May. 14th, 2008|08:19 am] |
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I am planning on moving when my lease is up july first. it feels like bad timing in a way. Just as I leave, Stuyvesant Town has added hundreds of new trees and cute street lights lining the walkways. Despite the buildings looking like sterile boxy projects, all the green has made it rather charming. Babies outnumber the elderly (actually, this makes it way too Park Slope creepy). My roommate is also really nice and never home, and my rent is what I paid in 2001.
However, I am obsessed with moving to a place with architectural details. Something where a crazy velvet couch and deco wallpaper will not feel out of place.
Current Ebay obsessions:
anything hand beaded
rompers with tie-dye and watercolor prints
rose gold and signet rings
hand-tooled leather
flapper dresses and clothing with neo-deco details
1920's ancient egyptian inspired jewelry
liberty prints and grunge-era florals
moroccon (specifically berber) coin necklaces
heimstone, jerome dreyfus, lyell, vena cava, sigerson morrison,
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[May. 13th, 2008|12:27 pm] |
it is absolutely ridiculous that i am five seconds away from being done with college at twenty six, but i guess i did drop out and not go for multiple semesters and just worked. whatever! come friday, it's bye bye columbia university. i am in the home stretch, writing a paper comparing titian's venus of urbino with manet's olympia. wrapped up a 15 pager regarding richard prince and warhol with foucault's idea on rupture and authorship. how fucking academic i am for about two weeks a year.
i'm not going to commencement, nor is my sister who graduates from hunter at the same time. it seems pointless when you know zero people in your graduating class. my family lacks all school spirit! yet are absolutely adament about education and finishing college. my mom is getting her phd and is a professor at uc berkeley and my little sister is moving to new zealand to study at peter jackson's studio for her study abroad. it was cute that for a year or two there my dad had all four of his girls in college at the same time.
but no more!
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| day glo nation |
[May. 9th, 2008|10:35 am] |
i've been trying to paint this image on a very large scale (roughly 3' x 4') and it's not working out. i bought all these day glo pigments to combine with urethane and they're semi-transparent and show all the errors. it's not as forgiving as enamel. although, the transparency could be cool if used in the right way.
plus, i was told at guerra paints, these are not "color fast." so after i finish, who knows how long until it fades.
i want the image to look like powder-coated, super slick, glowing, gilbert and george. "cool school." "finish fetish."
but i have no clue how to go about making this happen. |
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[May. 7th, 2008|12:07 pm] |
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| | the feelies - loveless love | ] |
i made a new muxtape. this one is for may. my birthday month. moving to new apartments and studios month. tying up lose ends month. maybe directing my first music video month. i want to show you my treatment, but i think i should keep it on the down low.
here you go: http://paperhouses.muxtape.com/
Rebbecca got me in on the Yelle list the other night. Yelle is fucking cute energetic fantastic. The crowd went bonkers. Best show I've been to in ages.
James and I ended up heading to the Tribecca Grand and running into Sheal (who'd just djed) and then to some bizarro secret party in a meat packing district loft. Followed by five am dinner at Florent. It was a very "New York" night, filled with pretty girls in six inch heels puking on themselves on cobble stoned streets and girls sitting next to us yelling, "OMG I love Courbet-- Let's go to Sothby's this week and check out the post impressionist works!!!" it was weird.
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[Apr. 17th, 2008|01:17 pm] |
i like both of these examples of madrid street art but have no clue who made them
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[Apr. 16th, 2008|12:23 pm] |
it feels like summer today. time to break out the dresses.
and like everyone else, i made a muxtape (aka an online downloadable mixtape)
http://notkeren.muxtape.com/
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[Apr. 3rd, 2008|03:38 pm] |
everything points to nylon in the past week. my boyfriend shot this english band the ting tings for an upcoming issue (and styled them in my shirts and rebecca's clothing), my totes are in the new issue, and they had a nine year anniversary party last night which coincided with paper magazine's "beautiful people" issue.
leti, james, and i trekked to chelsea and it was sheer pandemonium. nobody who was on the list (vip or or pleebs) seemed to get in. we gave up, had dinner at cafeteria, and then as i hailed a cab to go home i caused a FOUR CAR ACCIDENT as the cab driver abruptly halted to pick me up and three cabs plowed into him. safe to say, we walked.
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[Apr. 1st, 2008|05:36 pm] |
 
recently i started working on a boost mobile campaign that has turned out to be super fun. i get the impression they're re-branding their phones from being the hip hop communication of choice to that of the bangs/glasses set. which is why i come in i guess. step one in repositioning involves them sponsoring a series of indie "off center" concerts for the likes of i'm from barcelona, man man, cold war kids, sunset rubdown, and matt costa. i draw each artist and they make silkscreened show posters and t-shirts and then "phone bars" where kids can test out the products. they all take place in san francisco, new york, and la and i can't wait to see them in real life. |
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[Mar. 25th, 2008|07:50 pm] |
so, in between some serious work there has been some serious web surfing going on in these parts. which is bad, because it makes me lust for more clothing, even after i thought i had polished off all my needs wants post-sample sale bonanza:
the lyell dress, blouse, jacket, and cami i scored (each for 75 percent off) the philip lim dress (also 75 percent off) at jumelle... for starters.
but. no. now i want a jerome dreyfus bag, a necklace by aesa, and some lattice flats from f troupe. dying!
i will be on the canal-street hunt for a dreyfus fake, although the chances are slim. but they did make gryson fakes, so who knows!
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[Mar. 24th, 2008|09:34 pm] |
it was james' birthday this weekend. his friends feted him with a brunch on sunday complete with layered nutella cake and other treats. i gave him a zipcar membership for our future road trips, and a travel-themed package of gifts from flight 001, in the west village. all the cake and cookie eating inspired me to scan some of my vintage recipe cards. i love the "men's favorite" and "age of aquarius." hilarious.
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[Mar. 10th, 2008|05:59 pm] |
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[Feb. 24th, 2008|05:53 pm] |
i found a nearly new (bought in december) imac on ebay and bought it. saved over a grand too. it arrived two days ago and my friend just gave me the whole adobe creative suite (still trying to get lightroom, which beats iphoto hands down) and word.
oh. my. god. i love this computer so much! i keep squealing in delight. designing and making illustrations on a 24" screen is such a pleasure. bye bye art making on a small laptop hello fancy time computer, i love you.
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[Feb. 22nd, 2008|02:32 pm] |
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hey, chicago kids... clue me in. my friend is writing a city guide for metropolis magazine and needs tips on cool / fancy restaurants or bars that opened in wicker park or downtown chicago in the last year. |
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[Feb. 20th, 2008|12:26 am] |
rebecca is at present, making a gigantic joint. of drugs. well, she's sewing one.
our studio neighbor, eric elms, is creating a permanent installation for the d.c. stussy store, opening this week. he needed her to sew this huge joint that will lay alongside a pencil and switchblade, on a mousetrap. you know, "traps" in life. the whole thing is very Oldenburg. and by that i mean, awesome.
of course, i will take took a picture of myself holding it and it will end up on comically large.
speaking of oversize things, you remember this guy?
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[Feb. 19th, 2008|12:08 pm] |
i need advice.
vans decided, based on the trade show sales of my first sneaker, that they want me to do a second. but, because it's a last minute decision they are giving me zero time to decide what to do and zero time to make new art. they suggested i tweak some floral art from an old image because it's a spring shoe. so i did.
janky quick mock up of the first round they nixed:
but then they said they actually wanted a landscape, and since i'd have no time to do a new one, could i just give them some old art? but, the work they want feels so dated. or else i've already used it on blood is the new black shirts that were sold at urban outfitters.
what they want:
it was drawn in 2003 and produced in silkscreen form in 2004. by the time it comes out in 2009 it will be SO OLD. and do i really want an image of a deer and an owl gracing 50,000 sneakers? no no no.
so this is what i drew last night:
i stayed up till three rushing to do a new graphic that hopefully they'll pick instead of something old. but it really isn't something that feels that i'm particularly proud of. is it better to give them something new and janky than old and "better"?
should i
1. just give them the deer graphic
2. give them the deer graphic and tweak it (take out the owl and deers, add some more current iconography. but really then, it's not even the image they want)
3. force them to use the beehive image
4. force them to use the archery image
5. not care anymore
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[Feb. 13th, 2008|01:31 pm] |
please, for the love of god, make cory kennedy go away.
rebecca and i ended up at the karen walker fashion show (which wasn't very good. but the gift bag was fancy time, so at least there was that) and she was sitting in the front row looking haggard, with some bruise or scab (who knows) on her face, all trashy and dirty looking, and spent the whole time texting and not looking at the clothing. and you know what? her fucking stupid inane annoying text messages were recounted today in new york magazine. WHAT? seriously? devote more space to her?
why is this girl even famous besides she boned mark hunter a bunch of times? she is unphotogenic, looks perma-stoned, and has lame style for someone who is totes loaded. |
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[Feb. 7th, 2008|03:57 pm] |
ended up at the liz mclean "fashion show" in nolita last night. i saw no maggie or kim gordon (lies!) but i did see a lot of those lucky magazine editors. refinery29 snapped this photo. i look all puffy-faced.
vans just called me and said my sneaker has been doing so well at the tradeshows that they want me to do another sneaker for spring. yessss! |
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[Feb. 5th, 2008|10:53 am] |
i didn't go out last night. missed both the ben cho fashion show and the opening ceremony party. instead, rebecca and i worked and worked. i held out in the studio from noon till three am (she didn't sleep). i painted and paintstakingly cutting a few more pieces, and then covered each with resin. if they are not dry by noon i am dead. i need to research the harmful effects of using resin in a room without a ventilator (the windows and door was open. is that enough?) combined with the absence of glove and goggles. am i going to now have cancer? what about when i use enamel paint? fuck.
while she was sewing, next to all my toxic glory, she made herself a fancy silk number (grey circle skirt, pintuck blouse, with gradated silver detachable collared necklaces) for the new york magazine feature. at this moment she's being photographed and i'm headed to cinders to drop off our work.
at 2, i'm going to try to sneak into karen walker's show at the altman building. turns out alyssa's kiwi husband knows her. maybe that will help our chances. |
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[Feb. 4th, 2008|01:39 pm] |
friday night, rebecca and i stopped by catherine holstein's party at the thompson hotel, then onto samantha pleet's show in nolita where i saw elizabeth spiradakis, the scanlon twins, and leti and ami. we piled into a cab, after pizza at ray's, and made it to a photo exhibit at the soho grand.
saturday morning, rebecca, james, and i caught abaete and alexandre herchovitch at the tents. we stopped by kinokuniya and picked up some cute office supplies and i bought a book by paul arden. i meant to go to a house party after, but i was so sick, i took a fifteen hour "nap." tonight is the ben cho fashion show and the chloe / opening ceremony party that the slits are playing at. i would like to just stay in and work, but i think i'd regret it.
tomorrow, new york magazine photographs rebecca for a feature on monochrome characters of nyc. i loaned her some of my grey clothing because she doesn't yet have a full closet's worth. stephen merrit is also going to be featured i guess. |
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[Jan. 31st, 2008|05:43 pm] |
fashion week begins today. i'm not sure what i'll be able to sneak into, but i've rsvped for some parties sponsored by daily candy and surface and who knows what else. stefan sagmeister has a show that goes up tonight at deitch and i'm heading to that in ten.
i started a new series that took my interest in islamic and scandinavian patterns and swapped out the enamel for metallic origami paper. i never had much luck with metallic paints, so i worked it out using paper and plan on coating everything with resin. my first attempts at tissue paper failed because the transparency i was going for just looked too kindergarten. the origami paper is more forgiving and i like the intensity of the color.
cutting with an x-acto is pretty simple and the whole process becomes meditative through the repetitive cut cut cuts. it's probably somewhat like knitting except more dangerous.
i bought some concentrated pigment today at guerra paint and pigment and tomorrow i'll mix it with urethane and see how it goes. they said it'll be less toxic than the enamels i was using. |
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[Jan. 22nd, 2008|02:06 am] |
rebecca, leti, and i began our sunday evening at sway for their smiths night. it was a ridiculous tangled mess of kids dancing and spilling drinks and we held camp in the back because it was too too crowded since it was the day before a holiday. i stumbled upon a freshly vacated table replete with bottle service and happily began making us cocktails with the bottle of belvedere. after a bit, sarvia decided we should all follow aron to beatrice inn, so we hurried, screaming at the cold, and quickly piled into two cabs, while rebecca nearly got run over as it peeled away with her body half inside.
we arrived at beatrice, finally get inside after some string-pulling, and head to the back where the kids are happily dancing to 90's hip hop. i sit down to avoid the gaggle of drunk chain-smokers. shortly, a homely hip-hop kid sits down and introduces himself. i'm clearly not interested. so he tries (unsuccessfully but hilariously) to impress me.
hip-hop dude: hi, i'm j. mello
me: ....hi
j: do you ever watch mtv? do you ever watch fuse?
me: sometimes... why?
j: well, next time you watch mtv, you should vote for the j.mello video with dave navarro
me: huh? what's your name?
j: j. mello
me: oh
j: have you ever heard the song "celebrate good times come on"?
me: yeah
j: that's my dad
me: oh... that's cool....
then he proceeded to tell me he's flying to dallas in the morning to do some promo with paris hilton. i slinked off after entertaining him a bit and went up to some familiar kid and asked him if he had gone to nyu back in the day (he used to put up stickers in the hallways that were of him holding a 40oz and smoking). we chatted but he was not very friendly. leti then came up and asked me why i was talking to mary kate olsen's boyfriend and i was just so confused at the way the night was turning out.
rebecca, leti and i went back to my place and had a big slumber party complete with dancing around in my underwear to the velvet underground as if it was a scene in charlie's angels. |
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| Vampire Weekend |
[Jan. 20th, 2008|08:17 pm] |
i have been on a vampire weekend kick for the last couple of months. at first i wasn't into them. jo mentioned wanting to see them in brooklyn and i passed. but now i'm kicking myself because all the hype has made it impossible for me to catch them at bowery. their two nights are sold out and i am trying to scheme my way in, but i think it's unlikely. how did they all go to my school when i was there and we were never friends? ok, huge college, that is stupid. but no fair.
i feel a bit predictable that i'm now downloading their references, trying to see where they are plucking things. ladysmith black mambazo, paul simon's graceland. oh the power of soulseek.
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[Jan. 17th, 2008|01:48 pm] |
ever since leti's bf michael applied for a fulbright scholarship i've had it on the brain. first i had considered applying to morocco, but my dad would have none of it. plus, not only do you need to know french (which i do), but you have to know arabic (which i don't). i then got it in my head to only apply to countries where language isn't an issue. the uk is insanely hard to get (like 1/100 are accepted) and i want to visit melboune, so i thought of australia. but i don't think i have an angle since my art doesn't incorporate anything that is specific to that country. i don't really even know any australian artists that still live there aside from rinzen. i should start reading yen magazine.
really, i just want to paint dollhouses and do stained glass that incorporates my love of textiles. which leads me to scandinavia. i could apply to the home of marimekko, but instead i think i'll apply to sweden. there's a 23 percent acceptance rate (far higher than most places) and they don't require you know swedish; although they encourage it. plus, i know some kids there.
i'm also going to apply for skowhegan for this summer (the deadline is fast approaching) and a marine headlands residency. i'm scared to do anything outside of a major city, since i can't drive, but maybe it won't be an issue. all of these applications want slides and the procedures seem daunting, but i need fire under my ass and come may i won't know what to do with my life.... so might as well paint some place far away for free. |
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[Jan. 16th, 2008|03:26 am] |
i've been reading pamela des barres' i'm with the band recently. it followed my attempt at reading the marianne faithful biography, which i never quite completed, because she turns into a total junkie and it just became depressing.
pamela's makes me cringe, but the descriptions of outfits or rooms and activities she participates in i find intiguing. what's the i ching? there was a burgundy velvet couch? what did gram parsons look like in 1968? but her endless talk about lusting after certain boys and frequent bouts of total crying, vapid observations, and constant obsessiveness frustrates me.
i may be boy crazy, but god, thankfully never to this degree. and for the most part, she sounds completely stupid. but perhaps it's because she didn't have this book co-written like marianne faithful did. by contrast, in hers she appears well-read and with impeccable taste. plus, her delivery is often so deadpan and frank it's refreshing. |
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[Jan. 4th, 2008|09:49 pm] |
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one of my goals for the new year is to get more work. today i began making a series of postcards that i'll target to different magazines and art directors.
this image i redrew from one originally used as the interface for hartley goldstein's website. i think it looks better now that the line weight is the same and it has a more streamlined color palate. |
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| new years |
[Jan. 2nd, 2008|01:48 am] |
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new years was so fun. i spent time at heather's for the countdown with a mix of old and new friends and then we all headed over to the vietnam house where ivan lives and david black was djing and stayed till roughly five in the morning.
i felt a strange sense of deja vu when we arrived and then realized i had been to the house years earlier at a summer party that ended up instantly dispersing when an unhappy neighbor upstairs poured a bucket of diluted bleach on about fifty kids drinking outside. standing across the street, i watched as if in slow motion, the whole scene unfolded and the smell and vapors rose from the ground. nobody went blind but god, that situation was so fucked up.
the day before, curtis and i went to sway in the pouring rain, for their smiths night. i hate the smiths but yet i end up there rather often just because it's such a scene. as we arrived, josh hartnett was getting kicked out for causing some sort of trouble. he apologized profusely to two burly bouncers and then was let back in. inside, anshuman and his friend matthew bice and some other friends, like garret morrin and ryan waller, were dancing while friends of friends were getting their bags stolen. again, got home around five. it was fun, but complete with some boy drama. no surprise there.
just made this image for a hair metal band that are represented by the same folks behind gym class heroes and cobra starship. i think it's healthy to try my hand at a variety of projects that prevent me from being in a rut. even if they are for things that are totally unlike "me." |
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[Dec. 28th, 2007|11:19 am] |
this photo isn't from my trip, but i like it just the same
last week i visited the bay area for six days and returned on xmas eve because the flights were so cheap. 240 roundtrip during the holiday season can't be beat.
the trip was pleasant and just long enough that i didn't get bored or frustrated with being car-less. rachel and i hung out and went on a berkeley vintage shopping tour, i spent some time at melanie's berlin's dj show and her dj night at the cassanova, one night at a house party at kat and robert girardin's old place, some time alone at the mary blair exhibit at the museum of cartoons and animation, and later with my mom, after she passed her phd oral exams, at the sf moma checking out the joseph cornell and jeff wall exhibit and having a fancy spa treatment at the red door spa. i'd never had a massage or facial before, fancy!
most of the time was spent with leti, michael and erin fant with their crew of bay area friends either playing rock band or eating at nice restaurants.
the boy showed up towards the end of my stay and it caused me all sorts of stress because he was acting really distant and ignoring me; so i ended it via text message. it seemed only justifiable to be as passive aggressive as he was. the whole thing reminded me too much of my drama with justin and nathan and i just saw where things were headed and needed to end it to save my self esteem and sanity.
oh, and i just had this aim conversation which i found sorta timely:
Gregory Rivera:
haha. you were in my dream the other night
Me:
i take it something funny happened?
Gregory Rivera:
and you were being interviwed because you claimed you had gone on dates with 33,000 boys one year or something like that
Me:
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[Dec. 13th, 2007|01:21 am] |
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on november 11th my friend and roommate, alyssa, got married in las vegas. it was an odd occasion mostly because the last wedding i went to was in the eighties and my sister and i were flower girls. other friends of mine have gotten married since, but in each situation by the time they did, we had fallen out of touch.
i was half dreading the whole affair, mostly because it was in las vegas, a city i probably hate most on earth and i'd have to deal with seeing a friend whom i no longer speak to. but the ridiculousness of the bachelorette party, complete with stripper club and limo, coupled with a member of zz top marrying them in this tiny drive-through-wedding church, and a penthouse after party at the bellagio, made the whole experience quite fun. plus, my friends were there and oh did they make the most of debaucherous vegas....
since i've been back, i've found a new roommate off craigslist whom moves in friday. i'm a bit nervous, but i seem to have had good roommate situations in the past. plus, she knows two acquaintances of mine and has, it seems, similar interests. i'm crossing my fingers.
vans mailed me some journals and my sneaker finally and it was quite exciting. i finished up a lot of teeshirt graphics, may have found myself an illustration agent based in london, and am doing work for "the littlest art show in the world" at cinders gallery.
rebecca tubow, my studio-mate, is away for six weeks to new zealand to see her boyfriend. it's been lonely in the studio and now, when i'm there till two in the morning, rather than split a cab, i fall asleep on the couch and feel like a total scumbag the next day.
luckily, i've been hanging out with leti daily. she lives only two blocks away from "secret society" (our studio) and so i walk over to her house and we have "breakfast club" complete with oslo coffee. or she comes by and keeps me company, each of us pouring over our laptops working. i making t-shirt graphics and she writing posts for coolhunting. |
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| knock out |
[Oct. 25th, 2007|02:59 pm] |
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[Oct. 24th, 2007|02:45 pm] |
| [ | music |
| | high places - head spins | ] |
cmj came and went and most of my time was spent hanging out with friends in town for a short stay and less seeing shows. i did get to catch deerhunter's show with no age and soft circle at a new space in greenpoint called shangri la. which was excellent in so many ways.
i finally bought a record player that won't destroy my vinyl (it's by ion and is cute and white and has the ability to convert songs to mp3s). each morning i now play my magic arm or high places records as i get ready. with my computer and music at the studio, it's interesting to have some songs reserved for home and some for work. oh, and i'm in love with the new animal collective. and the foals.
i've been on a huge dollhouse kick and bought two on ebay that i'm going to use for future artwork. spending time hunting for furniture for my friend's apartment (a new interior decorating project), vintage cowichan sweaters, asian silk jackets, kimonos, and brown stacked boots. this winter i am hoping to dress like i'm lounging on a bearskin rug in a dark wood paneled ski lodge circa 1948.
i got extensions (my friend janell offered to do them for free) and now have straight long hair and bangs. think cher '66. it's the first time i've ever looked like this, and when i go out nobody seems to recognize me. i love it. |
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[Sep. 28th, 2007|04:13 pm] |
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[Jul. 3rd, 2007|08:42 pm] |
celebrity heritage never ceases to amuse me.
what? you didn't know i was a black-woman/ asian man?
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[Jun. 30th, 2007|06:49 pm] |
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[Jun. 24th, 2007|10:15 pm] |
i have been doing a series of 26 x 30" enamel on wood paintings for gurl.com features. each goes up accompanying a reader-submitted narrative, often of the tragedy variety. there are stories about molestation, rape, depression and the like. not very easy to depict in a non-threating way. especially because after they go online the paintings will be on display in their office uptown.
here is the latest accompanying a story about a girl freaking out because she thinks she needs an abortion.
complete with ept test, coat hanger, and pregnant zombie classmates. this was fun.
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| scrabble diablo |
[May. 4th, 2007|04:26 pm] |
scrabble diablo from misskeren
staring me and erik larsen
kenneth anger, eat your heart out |
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[Apr. 23rd, 2007|01:04 pm] |
not sure if this will be the final version but i am starting on the booklet of song lyrics today. haven't used indesign in a while and playing the role of graphic designer is always a challenge, but i want to get better at it. maybe by the end of the summer i'll have it under wraps.
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[Apr. 19th, 2007|01:43 pm] |
my solo art show, tuesday night at cakeshop went well. all my good friends came and dreamburger and dynasty handbag played after. there were 58 new enamel paintings and i'm happy to be done with all of them and all the tedious hanging.
james and i are visiting yale's mfa painting program next week. if anyone has any pals they wanna put me in touch with, i'd like to meet some new haven kids |
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[Apr. 18th, 2007|09:34 pm] |
when are they going to bring back caboodles?
my makeup bag is too small for all my crazy junk. i may look for one on ebay.
it would go well with all this "nu rave" me thinks. |
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| istanbul, turkey |
[Mar. 5th, 2007|06:28 pm] |
 
 
 
 
 
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| lublijana, slovenia |
[Mar. 1st, 2007|03:56 pm] |
 
 
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| belgrade, serbia |
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not shown: crazy belgrade night club our last night in town. complete with girls dancing on the bartops in crazy spandex and white furry boots, bartenders in furry togas blowing whistles and giving out shots, throwing napkins and dirty dancing. |
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| barcelona |
[Feb. 7th, 2007|12:34 pm] |
currently in barcelona with curtis. each day while he goes to business meetings, i've been exploring the small alleys of the gothic quarter, walking down las ramblas, and drinking lots of coffee. about to explore some gaudi architecture near our (free) hotel, the contemporary art museum, and perhaps pop into the topshop near the raval.
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[Feb. 7th, 2007|11:48 am] |
 
 
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[Jan. 28th, 2007|02:08 pm] |
walked over to the idiotarod, in greenpoint yesterday, hoping to see cody and the williamsboard crew with their shopping cart, throwing fish while tripping over thrown eggs. didn't catch them, but spotted some hilarious costumes that included a happy meal of mcdonalds characters, a "super absorbent" tampax box with running tampons, a troupe of unicorn ladies, and a ton more. like the deitch art parade, it made me wish i participated, but watching was plenty fun.
afterwards, rebecca and i saw mahogany and the early years at union pool. she's slated to make clothing for them when they go on tour with bloc party in april. i'm not sure if they're playing my cakeshop opening in late march, but they seemed into the idea. crossing my fingers.
jonitha, michael, rebecca and i are headed to park slope's union hall tonight to see peter bjorn and john's first ny show. we got tickets at other music the day the "secret show" went on sale. i normally don't get tricked into promotional deals nor do i pay for shows, but it seemed like a fun sunday activity.
about to start painting a skateboard for the upcoming "hit the deck" show at the united tradeshow in las vegas. |
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