Thursday, October 30, 2008

Dame Darcy and Dream Operator

Dame Darcy is Rad. She's a graphic novelist/comic book artist/doll maker based out of San Francisco. I fell in love with her after picking up a collection of her comics called MeatCake. The cast of characters in meat cake include a two headed woman, a werewolf, a human pez dispenser, a promiscuous mermaid, and a lady named Richard. Awesome. She also did a graphic novelization of Jane Eyre (one of my favorite books.)

I found this on youtube (god bless it). It's a scene from one of my favorite movies...and it's one of my favorite songs from when I was a lass. Not to mention the clothes are rad. Enjoy.

Saturday, October 18, 2008


The Breasts Project wound up being kind of a disaster. I feel like I invested a lot of time and money into it but in the end it felt very shallow...and I forgot why I did it in the first place. It had to do with a lot of things like time constraints and the dynamic between my collaborative partner and I but instead of talking everything out, I just soaked in all the negativity like a sponge.

I'm working on a new project for my sculpture class in relation to breasts again...this time by myself. While doing research, I came across these pictures that I absolutely adore. My favorite is the one with the mouse traps...booby trap, I think it's called.

Monday, October 13, 2008

Peter and the Wolf

I can't wait until this is released.

Monday, October 6, 2008


I am currently working on a collaborative project about breasts in which my partner and I paint our breasts and stamp them repeatedly on fabric. I have been told by several people that this is in the spirit of Yves Klein....I don't know how I feel about that. Though I do like this video....

Thursday, October 2, 2008

Time alone...

Sitting for an hour was much more difficult than I thought it would be. I, of course wanted an excuse to sit and do nothing for an hour but I had to restrain myself from drinking tea. I focused on how I felt physically; I tried to elongate my breath. My seat was cold. My feet were cold. I tried not to think about all the work that I have to do…though, in actuality I knew I was just being overly anxious. I thought about the weather, the changing season and how it’s affecting me. I like the current state of the weather. The slight chill in the air and the grayness is romantic and it allows me to wear layers but there’s an underlying sadness to it all. I feel rushed. I feel like I need to hurry and do all of the outdoor things that I want to do before winter appears and terrorizes my life for the next nine months. I am one of those people that need sunshine and heat in order to feel free and happy. I could never handle coldness well.

Back to my hour alone… I drifted in an out of consciousness. A few times I was close to falling asleep. It was very relaxing yet also filled me with anxiety over the things that I felt I should be doing. I cheated once and removed a book from my table. I eventually sat with my arms crossed to avoid any further temptation. I wish sitting alone for an hour wasn’t something that was such a chore for me. I wish I found the time to do it more often.