Saturday, April 30

Thursday, April 28

rainy day dreamin summer is soon i feel it i do

i put my blinders on today so that i'd walk past h&m and right to the prints store...success. however, my prints are a bit of a fail. i figured not every one of them would come out perfectly–which is why i labelled this batch "test prints"–but the finish i got on each one was "metallic" because some one commented to me that it was a good one. turns out it doesn't work too nicely with my images. oh well. on to the next batch.

i'm realllly excited for this summer so that i can have time to make things other than 2d drawings. i loved my 3d class freshman year and really want to get into that again, and find ways to incorporate my illustrations. the above images two of the projects i made in my 3d classes [left: skirt made with (fake)leather, plexiglass, aluminum duct, aluminum rod, plastic, fabric, buttons, and flowers] [right: flowers and a vase made with plaster, wood, sheet metal, rivets, and plexiglass]

in high school i painted a couple of chairs and birdhouses and jewelry boxes (all of which are now decorating my mom's house) it was a lot of fun to do, and i love loveee painting on wood and other objects, so i think i'll definitely start that up again in the summer. then hopefully sell them in the shop!

so much time and so few ideas! strike that, reverse it.

Saturday, April 23

the state gatsby

this is the latest album artwork i've done for Greg Falatek's most recent mixtape "The State Gatsby" released on april 20

click here for listen and free download

ink, watercolor, digital

while it's clearly derived from the original gatsby book cover, some tweaks i made were: the eyes are based off of greg's eyes, and the city landscape is actually of Philadelphia. notice the tall glass buildings, the art museum bottom right, and boat house row bottom left 

other inspirations were impressive watercolor paintings by marion bolognesi, and of course, the album's namesake, by mr. fitzgerald himself

Saturday, April 16

talking suns and frank o'hara

so this past week for my poetry class we had to write a personification poem - giving 
life/human characteristics to non-human things. i wrote a short poem titled " A Pact" 
in which i recount the (fictitious) pact i have with the sun. there is a lot of revision to be done
on it and i'll probably end up going in a different direction with it, but one thing that came out
of it was that one of my classmates noted that it was similar to a frank o'hara poem, one i'd
never heard of, titled "A True Account of Talking to the Sun at Fire Island". not the best
o'hara poem, i'd say, but i definitely connect with its message and was happy to have 
found it. 

below, my poem. followed by frank's

A Pact
       I have a pact with the sun: 
I’ll undress for him
  every morning
And he’ll stay     
hung in the blue frame sky
    like a peeled tangerine        shooting his warm skin
across the earth
Until the moon rises       with his pearl-dagger edges
and demands the frame to himself
So on cloudy days  
 you’ll know I’m to blame       
I have a lazy side
And if there’s rain
 you can’t blame    a girl 
for getting changed in the closet
on the occasional   fat-day
A True Account of Talking to the Sun at Fire Island
Frank O'Hara

The Sun woke me this morning loud
and clear, saying "Hey! I've been 
trying to wake you up for fifteen 
minutes.  Don't be so rude, you are 
only the second poet I've ever chosen 
to speak to personally
                                   so why
aren't you more attentive? If I could 
burn you through the window I would
to wake you up.  I can't hang around 
here all day." 
                     "Sorry, Sun, I stayed 
up late last night talking to Hal."

"When I woke up Mayakovsky he was 
a lot more prompt" the Sun said
petulantly.  "Most people are up 
already waiting to see if I'm going 
to put in an appearance."
                                         I tried 
to apologize "I missed you yesterday."
"That's better" he said.  "I didn't 
know you'd come out."  "You may be wondering why I've come so close?"
"Yes" I said beginning to feel hot 
and wondering if maybe he wasn't
     burning me 
             "Frankly I wanted to tell you
I like your poetry.  I see a lot
on my rounds and you're okay.  You
not be the greatest thing on earth, but
you're different.  Now, I've heard some 
say you're crazy, they being excessively
calm themselves to my mind, and other 
crazy poets think that you're a boring
reactionary.  Not me.
                                 Just keep on
like I do and pay no attention.  You'll 
find that some people always will 
     complain about the atmosphere, 
          either too hot 
or too cold too bright or too dark, days
too short or too long. 
                                If you don't appear
at all one day they think you're lazy 
or dead.  Just keep right on, I like it. 

And don't worry about your lineage
poetic or natural.  The Sun shines on
the jungle, you know, on the tundra
the sea, the ghetto.  Wherever you
I knew it and saw you moving.  I was 
for you to get to work.

                                   And now that you
are making your own days, so to 
even if no one reads you but me 
you won't be depressed.  Not 
everyone can look up, even at me.  It 
hurts their eyes."
           "Oh Sun, I'm so grateful to you!"

"Thanks and remember I'm watching.  
easier for me to speak to you out
here.  I don't have to slide down
between buildings to get your ear.
I know you love Manhattan, but 
you ought to look up more often.
always embrace things, people earth
sky stars, as I do, freely and with 
the appropriate sense of space.  That
is your inclination, known in the 
and you should follow it to hell, if
necessary, which I doubt.
                                         Maybe we'll 
speak again in Africa, of which I too
am specially fond.  Go back to sleep 
Frank, and I may leave a tiny poem 
in that brain of yours as my farewell."

"Sun, don't go!"  I was awake 
at last.  "No, go I must, they're calling
       "Who are they?"
                              Rising he said "Some
day you'll know.  They're calling to you
too."  Darkly he rose, and then I slept.

ballerinas and birds

sketchbook pages

Wednesday, April 6

Tuesday, April 5

nooz nuse newz


remember way back when i posted a poem titled "gutter rats"? well it is going to be published in the June 2011 issue of Spillway magazine! aaaaahh too cool. 

and, in cherry-on-top-of-the-cake news, remember the post with my piece called "the sun over egypt" that no one liked? well it ended up being among the 20 pieces of artwork selected by my school to be included in the 2011 Bologna Book Fair exhibit in Bologna, Italy! life is funny, and also too cool.

so that was some of the good news i've received in the past couple weeks and thought i'd share with you blogheads. school is a deep dark river that i'm semi-drowning in, but what else is new. i'm still looking for a summer internship, working on getting my etsy shop up and running, and working on personal work to add to my portfolio. and doodling like a mad woman in class. it's like reflexive (did i use that right?), my pen just moves. the more the teacher talks....the more i need to draw triangles.

OH MY GOD I FORGOT TO MENTION THAT I SAW THE LION KING ON BROADWAY THIS PAST FRIDAY –YES THIS NEEDS TO BE IN ALL CAPS–YES I'M YELLING AT YOU–BUT IN EXCITEMENT NOT IN ANGER–ANYWAY..... –IT. WAS. SO. GOOD. caps and extra punctuation don't do it justice. who's job is it to create the art/costumes/visuals that end up in such a visually stunning production? because i want to meet them right now (and possibly become their protege). the first 5 minutes alone left me teary-eyed and breathless and half way out of my seat going "do you see that?! do you see that?!!" to everyone around me, who probably, in fact, did see that.

such a great experience. i love broadway. i used to want to be a set designer. not that i don't anymore...that would actually be a really awesome and enjoyable project in the future.

i don't know how to segue (i desperately want to write "segway" here but i'm 87% positive it's spelled "segue") into this next not-very-significant point soooo: netflix sent me "Lars and The Real Girl" and i've been shuffling it from shelf to shelf to floor to table and back to shelf for a good two months, until this weekend when i finally took a break to watch it. i really liked it! i love movies that are simultaneously (and successfully) funny and clever, while still being about meaningful topics, especially ones that have to do with the intricacies of family and/or different types of people and their personality "disorders" (but i really just mean "differences," or "quirks" even). ie. little miss sunshine, lost in translation, eternal sunshine, amelie, etc.

coming next: The Royal Tenenbaums which i can't believe i've never seen the whole way through and i'm really excited to finally get to do so. i promise not to let it sit around for two months.

ummm this is the most i've written in a while so if anyone has made it this far, bravo. i love you. on a final note, i've been posting a ton of inspiration to my tumblr so check that out if interested. 

here's a little preview of recent work from my sketchbook to leave you with. goodnight! & sweet$weet dreamZzZZzzz

Sunday, April 3

tall painting

so grateful to my friend danielle for "stumbling" upon this and sharing it with me!

this is incredibly gorgeous. i watched this whole clip drop-jawed. precision is so fantastically beautiful sometimes, especially when it's a more free and less rigid precision. and i love the very end, when the women sighs in relief after carefully pouring on the final layer.

my only complaint is that i would have liked to see a shot of the finished piece from above, or even from an angle. it would have just been cool to see the after, even though i know that the art of it is in the beauty of the making. ah well.

Saturday, April 2

flickr and sprng

one of my favorite things to do is look through flickr. is has such a wealth of images featuring so many types of art and artists, it's mind boggling. and then i realized i used to have one and deleted it somewhere along the way? don't know how or why i did that but anyway, i made a new one today. for me it works as a nice little archive to house a lot of my work at once - less selective than the work on my website and less spaced out and random than the work i post here. it's also nice (for me anyway) to see how my work has progressed in just the last 3 or 4 years.

so check out my flickr if you'd like
and i hope you have a great saturday :)

ps. i'm so excited that it's finally april. spring can finally come out for real now. PLEASE.

micron, digital