Sunday, December 12, 2010

Watch Me Burn

Uh...weird set of inspirations for this one.

I was thinking about Weimar Berlin, like I do, and had "Love the Way You Lie" stuck in my head.

It really doesn't go deeper than that.

In other news, I have only one week of school left before the semester ends and I have less to do than I originally anticipated but still more to do than I am necessarily comfortable with having in front of me. I'll manage, since I have to, but I'm tired.

I am also on the verge of delivering some Very Exciting News but I'm still afraid of counting chickens before they hatch and I'm holding back on it until I know that it is for sure and certain.

Friday, December 10, 2010

Sad Truths


Happened to me yesterday.

Messing around with class




Some drawings I did for my fashion and body adornment class, messing around with bristol board, colored paper, and pens.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Baba Yaga's House


I don't know what happened when I scanned this, but immediately some of the brightness I'd lost just came right back.

Christmas?


I'm not sure my definition of a good Christmas Movie is quite in line with everyone else's...

The 1914 Christmas truce? A brief pause in wartime cruelty for camaraderie and friendship before going back to slogging off in the mud and killing each other for four more years?

I love this movie so much.

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Bibliomania


So by now it should come as a shock to absolutely no one that lately my obsessions have been with cabarets and the acid decadence of Weimar-era Germany, the 1930's and 40's, and old starlets. I think my fixation with Anita Berber is beginning to bore or trouble most of my acquaintances, but I just want to know more about her. She seems like a made-up character sometimes, too wild to be real. Yesterday, I put in an order for that book.

I paid more for that book than I probably should have, but it's out of print now.

I also want to read this new biography of Hedy Lamarr that's just come out. Sounds like a crazy life story too.

Monday, November 29, 2010

Bad Days mean cool art?


I tend to make strange/creepy art when I'm frustrated. Doesn't it feel like, sometimes, there's just a big well of frustration going through you?