Category: thoughts

Dec 31

ring in it, baby.

2009. ready?

me? yes, terribly. i feel it’s going to be a good one, the year i mean, not today. I have no plans yet…and I honestly don’t really care.

In the next 2 weeks i will be putting myself on a drawathon, and getting much needed work done before the semester begins. im halfway done with grad school, and it feels great. I am already sick of the winter and hoping for spring to pop up sooner than later.

Below is a drawing of my buddy Jimmy, with his laptop, watching weird videos and looking at sex position websites:

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Dec 01

sometimes i can remember

i felt it…
at that first time you stared at me outside the mall.
on the floor in his house, staring at each other with sinatra playing.
at the carnival, you told me it was the happiest day of your life.
in your eyes.
laying on the ground in the woods, looking up at the stars.
resting my head on your lap on the bus, i opened my eyes and you were looking down at me.
those times you me in the street to get my attention.
when you hugged me on the floor of the grass under the tree to keep me from freezing.
when you waited for me outside the bathroom dorms with those eyes.
when you held my hand in the taxi, to keep my world from spinning.
when we kissed on the train, and everything blurred.
when you told me i was capable of loving so deep.
when i kissed you in the car at four in the morning.
when we drove to montauk in the pouring rain.
trying to keep warm in the hotel bedroom, we were the only occupants.
the night we drove to pirate’s cove, and you sang to me.
the night we smoked green tea and spent hours in the diner talking and sipping on tea.
the night you told me you were leaving, and we will see each other again soon.
the night i drove us to the beach, i held your hand and climbed up the mountain.
when you touched me in the car, and bit the seat.
those kisses that took me away from everything.
when you yelled to me “we are more than friends and you know that” outside the school.
that day we sat on the swings and talked about nothing.
the night you finally kissed me at the show.
when i saw a post on the zoo board looking for a girl named renee.
the night we drank on the bleachers, and you held my hand on the ride home.
the night you cried your eyes out when your cat was screaming of death.
when we walked out of starbucks, holding hands.
the night you drove me around to look at christmas lights.
walking onto the frozen lake of lake george.
drinking hot chocolate in that dead diner of that dead town.
when i told you i would go anywhere with you.
that night we saw a fire from the window, and walked to see what it was.
when we were in the bar i went to kiss you on the cheek, you turned your face and met my lips.
the night you tried to drive in the snow storm to come to the island to see me.
the day you made me chicken parm and lit a table with candles.
the night you told me there was something wrong with you, and I told you it didn’t matter.
the day you held my hand and kissed me under that tree.
that time in the clubhouse we kissed on the count of three.
when you threw me into the dorm showers with all my clothes on and kissed me.
that time you didn’t care what anyone said about me.
the drive to the lake in the dead of winter.
the day you opened your heart and exposed your feelings.
the moments that left me, never given a chance to take them in once more than a single breath.

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Nov 16

registered for life

A few things happening in the next few months! First off, I am getting back to my colored roots and going back to pink and purple hair in 2 days! I cannot stand the basic brown and hopefully will never go back again, it’s just not me.

Another thing is that my website redesign is coming along great, and I also got some help from a very nice friend who knows a little more about web codes than I do. So I am shooting for the end of the month to get this new site up as long as my HW doesn’t get in the way :)

Upcoming duel show will be announced in February with a very good friend of mine Krista Biedenbach which will feature Valentine’s Day themed work as well as collaborations. Stay tuned for more info on this! I am also working on more shows after December with new artwork and hopefully more handmade wallets and other goodies.

I am glad this sememster is almost over. I am glad it is cold out. I am glad I can enjoy hot chocolate. I am glad i got some sweet new boots for the kickin’ weather.

However, I am NOT glad that I am getting up at 4am Tuesday morning to drive some buddies of mine to the airport. :) you know who you are!

I’ll post some new sketches tomorrow, and upcoming ideas.

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Nov 11

murderer

last night I dreamt that I killed someone. Not just anyone, but this guy:

Yea, thats Pennywise from the Stephen King movie IT. I first watched that movie when I was 7. It was a weeknight, and my dad tells me: “IT is on, watch it in your room with the lights out”. So I go into my room, turn on my 12″ black and white TV, and watch the 2 part movie. Scared the shit out of me. But I loved it. It ended up being one of my favorite movies to date.

So, I don’t know why he decided to visit me in slumberland, but he did…while sleeping in a tiny yellow bedroom in Brooklyn. It was so vivid, that I am still flashing scenes from it. They say dreams are only a few minutes long, but feel like an entire movie fest in your head. However, I can assure you this dream was longer than 2 minutes. I woke up a few times during the night, only to fall back asleep and continue where the killing left off. Each stab, punch, and kick felt so real. I could feel the knife penetrating the skin, the muscles in my arms clenching.

In the end, I won….?  I am not sure but I attempted to put his body parts in a bag, and tried to throw them into a dumpster by the mall.

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Nov 07

special sauce

a few things I am currently loving life for:

- just finished the front and back cover of my graphic novel, along with page 1 & 2 and its lookin fab!! (pictures soon)

- Forgetting Sarah Marshall is a pretty damn funny movie

- I just found my wonderland library of art books in NYC and can’t wait to spend all my time there

- a fan of mine will soon be getting one of my paintings tattooed on her entire back (yikes!)

- Nikon is returning my repaired flash in a few days

- the antibiotics finally kicked in and i am feeling so much better

- first semester is flying by which means I am half done with grad school!

If anyone has nothing to do tomorrow I suggest you go and see one of the last Long Island Roller Derby games at 7pm at Skate Safe in Bethpage. Alcohol is served and its a charity bout as well so your money is going to something great. I may just see you there.

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Nov 05

time to complain

about the 500 spam comments I get on this thing every day!! It’s so hard to distinguish what is a real comment when your flooded with spam ones!!

I also currently hate my lungs and throat right now for not letting me breathe. I am coughing so much I want to rid myself of a mouth.

I also want to complain a little about html and website design. I hate it. And I don’t really want to learn anymore than I know, but I would like to redo my website. I spent the last 2 hours reading up on web design and I feel that I got nowhere. If anyone reads this, and would like to help me, please do.

On a good note, I finished the front and back cover for my comic novel. I am very satisfied with it, and cannot wait to finish this one. Note to self: stop wearing good clothes while painting, you don’t need anymore pajamas.

Ok. I feel better now.

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Nov 05

finally relaxing and im sick

It’s been a fun week, and then ending brought me some sort of bronchitis. I am finally done with student teaching, which means hopefully I will have more time to do personal art projects again. (please!) I have 2 canvases waiting to be painted on, and numerous amounts of projects to be worked on. The first that needs to be done is a comic novel. It’s more going to be like an altered book type narrative which will be done sometime this week. My flash is at Nikon currently being fixed because for whatever reason, the flash doesn’t always fire.

My weekend consisted of celebrating the end of student teaching for this semester, and Halloween (one of 2 of my favorite holidays). The projects I taught were a success and I got many comments from teachers and the principal on how nice they looked on the bulletin I made in the hallway. I also finally saw my picture in the local magazine for the salon I did a photoshoot for. I look weird only because I am not making a face or smiling.

For Halloween this year I decided to be Tank Girk. I have a few of her comics, and saw the movie, but decided to base mine more on the comics. The best part was I already had 95% of the costume. I only had to buy a few finishing touches. I partied on LI and in Queens, and came home with a nasty chest infection. Eh, it was worth it.

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I also started a new book called Spook: Science Tackles the Afterlife by Mary Roach

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Oct 27

reality day trips

I am sure I am not the only one here…but why is it that I have the best thoughts and ideas while I am driving?

I am already aware that I have figgity hands…and a figgity brain. I cannot draw while driving, I no longer have a cigarette in my left hand, and its basically impossible to text on that keypad we call a phone. So I drive, and think, and listen to music.

I enjoy driving, quite a bit. Mostly when I am alone. And when I am alone, I have a great urge to just keep going, keep driving and see where I end up. Of course, that never happens unless I don’t have to be anywhere, and that never happens either. But when I do sit in my car and try to to brake at any time, my brain starts to go into daydream mode. These reality day trips I create are the best things about living… because its not really living. Essentually…I am not even driving anymore. But, I can assure you some part of my brain is staying in focus and keeping that wheel straight.

And its those moments in my brain where the best ideas and thoughts come from. The worst part, is that I can’t draw or write them. I could try, and I have…at stop lights or pulling over. But its just not the same…it has already been lost in that moment. Drawing is the only other time where I get into this state of being, which is far less dangerous.

In other news, student teaching will be done on Halloween, my favorite time of the year. This means a few things:
1. I will have a life again.
2. I will be able to finish my art projects.
3. I can drink even more on Halloween.
4. I will finally reach a normal sleep pattern.
All of these things are wonderful. And all of these things I miss.

There is a graphic novel in the process…and I am kinda psyched about it. In the meantime, let us resort to the right side of my brain:

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my fair ladies.

currently listening to: Camera Obscura – Llyod I’m Ready
currently reading: textbooks
currently tired as all hell

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Oct 09

Freud would have a field day…

For the past 3 week, I have been having the most outrageous dreams I had ever had. Filled with crazy adventures, people alive and dead, and events that I can’t even begin to analyze. Most of these are so vivid that I sometimes wake up wondering if I just had a dream or that really happened. I am not sure why these last few weeks have been like this, nothing in my life has been crazy except for grad school. There have also been a number of people who have repeatedly been popping up in my dreams…and also someone who I have never met who is no longer alive.  I should probably write them down. And I probably should start now… 

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Oct 01

oh, childhood you

The other day in class we spoke about self portraits throughout a child’s life. How children perceive themselves and the recognition of one’s self in mirrors at certain stages of life. The class was assigned 20 minutes to draw a self portrait of themselves at any age in their life, and even in that style being drawn. I chose to draw myself at 14 years old, in 9th grade. I was a short skinny girl who started puberty in the chest area much quicker than others. I had long straggly dark hair, and with my pale skin, had the rumors of being a drug addict. I also had a pretty bad sniffing nasal drip problem which im sure didn’t help. I wasn’t  really all that scary and I had a bunch of friends…but to those who didn’t know me, this is how I looked. I was a huge tomboy and not only did I never brush my hair, but I never had it out of my face. All my clothes were XXL and mostly from the men’s area of the stores. So…I present you me at 14:

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currently listening to: Cold War Kids – Hang Me up to Dry
currently reading: every educational psych book written

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Sep 15

fill these spaces up with lies

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It’s amazing how strong something is in your mind. No matter what you do it won’t go away until it’s done going away. So you are forced to  suffocate it…or puke it up.

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