The table, 1 am
The table, 9 am
The same thing every day.
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Swimming in December
When it was tower 7 we'd dig huge trenches and catch sandcrabs and build monumental sand structures. When it became tower 37 we'd go there to work on our tans and sunbleach our hair and then we'd sneak out there in the middle of the night. Now it's tower 36. We sat there and talked for an hour, did some drawing, I tried to go in the ocean but it was too cold.
Photos by Ryan Larry.
Monday, December 28, 2009
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Friday, December 25, 2009
recent
Diwa and I just edited for Pilfered Magazine's The Annex
The iceberg is our consciousness. The part above the surface we are aware of; the part below, we may never be.
Which brings me to Christmas Eve.
TayGonz & I
Craig & Chappy ( 7-year-old girl wonder)
She looked so good in the cropped Mary Meyer biggie.
I've got another Christmas dinner in an hour I have to go get ready for. My family doesn't do Christmas so people like to invite me to these things. I also have 10 or so sketchbook pages narrating my hellish 2-day journey from JFK to Laguardia to Atlanta to San Diego that I'm going to try and post soon and/or make it into a zine. Happy holidays and new year and stuff!
The iceberg is our consciousness. The part above the surface we are aware of; the part below, we may never be.
Which brings me to Christmas Eve.
TayGonz & I
Craig & Chappy ( 7-year-old girl wonder)
She looked so good in the cropped Mary Meyer biggie.
I've got another Christmas dinner in an hour I have to go get ready for. My family doesn't do Christmas so people like to invite me to these things. I also have 10 or so sketchbook pages narrating my hellish 2-day journey from JFK to Laguardia to Atlanta to San Diego that I'm going to try and post soon and/or make it into a zine. Happy holidays and new year and stuff!
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
book in a box
Becoming Human in Six Million Simple Steps, a poem by Grace J. Lee, and a book of 9 cards with text and images in a handmade box by me.
NO SLEEP TIL CALIFORNIA
Friday, December 11, 2009
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
NICE TO MEET YOU
Nice To Meet You.
Twenty New Friends
I found a tiny blank notebook yesterday and immediately filled it with a girl on each page. After a few hours of painting and a few more of Photoshop, it is now a zine! If you would like one just email/message/text/ring my buzzer. Each zine is approx. 3" x 3.75" and printed in color. Cost is $6 please, but if you are very broke and still want one I will send you one anyhow because everyone needs friends.
Will probably make a good gift for your best girl friend who is always making up songs for you about how you are their best/only friend and who also appreciates bad drawing (Taylor).
Sunday, December 6, 2009
MAD
I went to the Museum of Arts and Design today to see Slash, the paper exhibit. Though there were so many intricately cut pieces, ranging from large-scale silhouettes to wall installations and sculpture, two in particular really got me.
I've seen the work of Rob Ryan before, but never in person, and I was struck by how large the pieces were. It made me cry.
"To me, papercutting means that everything is stripped down as much as possible. There is no tone, no variation of color, no pencil mark, no brush strokes. There is only one piece of paper, broken into by knives; within this is the picture, the message, the story, written and traced in silhouette. Such simplicity, I somehow feel makes my work more readily accessible and easier to digest. Years ago, I could make a painting that could be as heart-wrenching as throwing my guts onto the gallery wall, and having people walk by and ignore it. Now I make a papercut, a little delicate flowery thing with the same message, same imagery, and people stop and look closely. My work is still as much about sadness, being alone, longing for love, as it ever was. I am by nature a nervous and unsettled person. People who have seen and felt my work tell me they find it reassuring and calming, this is why it is made, to help settle and calm myself. We all really share only one store, and my work tells that story over and over."
Andrea Dezsö's Tunnel Books were all on display. I can't find large images of my favorites: one with layers of tiny heads, one with two girls wearing blue dresses holding hands. Look at the rest of her work too, it's phenomenal.
"I started making one-of-a-kind books in 1992 as an exchange student in London. In my tunnel books, cut-paper scenes are arranged in expandable layers, creating a miniature theater stage for presenting the narratives inside. My tunnel books reveal imagined worlds: scenarios arising from the subconscious, based on my personal experience--physical, psychological, spiritual, and the strange in-betweens: living in my body, in my mind, dreams, memories, and anxieties, hopes, obsessions. They refer back to my childhood, which never entirely went away."
I've seen the work of Rob Ryan before, but never in person, and I was struck by how large the pieces were. It made me cry.
"To me, papercutting means that everything is stripped down as much as possible. There is no tone, no variation of color, no pencil mark, no brush strokes. There is only one piece of paper, broken into by knives; within this is the picture, the message, the story, written and traced in silhouette. Such simplicity, I somehow feel makes my work more readily accessible and easier to digest. Years ago, I could make a painting that could be as heart-wrenching as throwing my guts onto the gallery wall, and having people walk by and ignore it. Now I make a papercut, a little delicate flowery thing with the same message, same imagery, and people stop and look closely. My work is still as much about sadness, being alone, longing for love, as it ever was. I am by nature a nervous and unsettled person. People who have seen and felt my work tell me they find it reassuring and calming, this is why it is made, to help settle and calm myself. We all really share only one store, and my work tells that story over and over."
Andrea Dezsö's Tunnel Books were all on display. I can't find large images of my favorites: one with layers of tiny heads, one with two girls wearing blue dresses holding hands. Look at the rest of her work too, it's phenomenal.
"I started making one-of-a-kind books in 1992 as an exchange student in London. In my tunnel books, cut-paper scenes are arranged in expandable layers, creating a miniature theater stage for presenting the narratives inside. My tunnel books reveal imagined worlds: scenarios arising from the subconscious, based on my personal experience--physical, psychological, spiritual, and the strange in-betweens: living in my body, in my mind, dreams, memories, and anxieties, hopes, obsessions. They refer back to my childhood, which never entirely went away."
Friday, December 4, 2009
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Diwa Tamrong just released a zine through Swill Children. I took this text from there:
'Somebody Else's Problem' is a beautiful printed object that uses a 36 exposure roll of film as its starting point. Each opposing page has an instruction for the viewer, creating a piece whose full experience is never concrete, but always variable. Each cover is the envelope the object arrives in, introducing a further element of chance into the piece.
Buy it here and then upload your experience to the Somebody Else's Problem blog.
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