Tuesday, January 17, 2012

hide and seek

Ashes and FireBy: Ryan Adams



As he stared past the fire,His hunger to leave well it gnawed his poor heart alive,Her skin smelled like black cherry, blossom perfume, the sail boats they all sailed byand a river she cried.
and the wind was suddenly sweeter than Roosevelt pine,The windows broke out and the cigarette smoke was drifting by,The bums on the bowery were swallowed in the lights as cars rumbled by in the nightscreaming run for your life.
With cool and silvery eyes and a heart that was fit for desire, drowned in a river of tears oh a river she cried left her with a heartmade of ashes and fire.
One day there was a silence and it washed through the town,and there was no reason to speak so no one made a sound,her eyes were indigo and the cats were all Calico and the sail boats they all sailed byand a river she cried.
With cool and silvery eyes and a heart that was fit for desire, drowned in a river of tears oh a river she cried left her with a heartmade of ashes and fire.
Ashes and fire, Ashes and fire, Ashes and fire.



Damn.














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Monday, January 16, 2012

bound by the surprise of our glory days

information over load. 
i think it's time to go. 
nostalgia is like the plague.







on a lighter note...
I enrolled in yet ANOTHER class at the SAIC today.
It is called Curating and Programming in Film and Installation 
eeeeeekkkkkkkk!!!!!! so good. That is on top of my 6 hour sculpture and media class, 
6 hour figure drawing class, 6 hour research class, and 6 hour core class. 
Oh and a 3 hour 20th century art history class as well. we'll see if i survive this semester...
Surprisingly- I am ready to get back to work. 
I miss not sleeping, not eating, constant stress, feeling like 
there aren't enough hours in the days, weekends in bars, museums and
vintage stores with my just-as-crazy just-as-ambitious
BEAUTIFUL art kids. Feeling like I have a purpose. 
As a highly reactive and self destructive art student- if I stay in one 
non productive place for too long I will surely go fucking insane.
It's happening. Although I have LOVED spending time in Austin with
my crazy family (including my beautiful puppy Thea Pearl) best friends, 
and Austin's notorious and hyper active art/party/music scene...
I need me some Michigan Avenue <3












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Friday, January 13, 2012

perpetual motion

Coco Rocha for Vogue Paris circa 2007
Shot by Terry Richardson








Just a little bit of eye candy. 
LOVE ME SOME COCO.
Must get to Paris ASAP. 
Or Barcelona. Either will do. 














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Saturday, January 7, 2012

and from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

it seems as if, in the last 3 weeks, 
i accidentally starting loving my life. thank the lord.

YESTERDAY- I bought an Evil Twin blouse from Dog and Pony Boutique (Austin, TX)
and it is amaaaaazzzzinggggg. 
i'll post a photo when i figure out how to wear it.....
check out the brand at http://eviltwinthelabel.com
YESTERDAY I also saw the El Anatsui exhibition at the Blanton Museum of Art.
absolutely beautiful. CHECK IT OUT AT http://blantonmuseum.org

I hope everyone had a fun new year! I sure did.





i've been listening to a lot of Willie Nelson lately-
i forgot what it was like to be a born and bred Texan.
i'm going camping tonight...... we'll see how that goes.










l8r h8rs
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Thursday, January 5, 2012

and i'll go further than the moon itself

eeeekkkkkkkk I found this beauty while doing one of my weekly 4 hour trips to Barnes and Noble. I've seen this magazine on a couple of blogs but I am very proud and excited to own the first issue. Costed me a fortune, but completely worth it. Hunger's first edition features some AMAZING models and photographers. 
Sky Ferreira. Milla Jovovich. Heidi Klum. I mean come on people. 
sosososososo beautiful- cannot wait to indulge. 






Being home has been good. I've made good decisions. I'm actually HAPPY. 
how rare. 
Although Ausin, TX has treated me well I am looking forward to getting back to work in Chibaby. I miss the cold and the lights and the parties and the crazy friends and the fashion and MICHIGAN AVENUE. Cosmos, Chanel window shopping, cold dorm rooms and mal nutrition here I come.
SO excited about next semester. I've got a completely new outlook on things and i'm ready to fuckin' rock kids. Stay tuned.






xoxoxooxoxoxoxxxxxxxx
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Monday, January 2, 2012

with my head above water

What I found
is strength.







and it feels good
and it even looks good.
Strength in the new black.

missing my chi city </3 still goin' strong in Austin, TX. 
must. make. art. 








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Saturday, December 24, 2011

gettin woozy

Jesus Christ 
By Brand New


Jesus Christ, that's a pretty face
The kind you'd find on someone that could save
If they don't put me away
It’ll be a miracle

Do you believe you're missing out?
That everything good is happening somewhere else
But with nobody in your bed
The night is hard to get through

And I will die all alone
And when I arrive I won’t know anyone

Well, Jesus Christ, I’m alone again
So what did you do those three days you were dead?
Because this problem's gonna last
More than the weekend

Well, Jesus Christ I’m not scared to die
I’m a little bit scared of what comes after
Do I get the gold chariot
Do I float through the ceiling

Do I divide and fall apart
Cause my bright is too slight to hold back all my dark
This ship went down in sight of land
And at the gates does Thomas ask to see my hands?

I know you'll come in the night like a thief
But I’ve had some time alone to hone my lying technique
I know you think that I’m someone you can trust
But I’m scared I’ll get scared and I swear I’ll try to nail you back up
(everyone now)
So do you think that we could work out a psalm
So I’ll know it's you and that it's over so I won't even try
I know you'll come for the people like me
But we all got wood and nails,
And talk dirt at hating factories
But, we all got wood and nails
And talk dirt at hating factories
Yeah, we all got wood and nails
And we sleep inside of this machine 









Being home has been good. I have so many good people in my life. It's good.
But I'm swimmin' twice as hard now, and quite honestly I am terrified.
I have made no art, which hurts. Lots of tequila, taco cabana and best friends. <3
Still terrified. Petrified maybe. Something tells me this isn't gonna be easy much longer.




happy holidays kittenkatz!







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