Monday, March 24, 2008
Monday, March 17, 2008
I am a magazine fanatic. My dream is a to have filing cabinet to catalog all my finds. Sad? Yes. But when you live in small space having the room for the "luxury" of a filing cabinet is a rarity. Hey, no judgements! Some people have shoes I have...shoes and filing cabinets. But one of the perks of working in the fashion industry is I HAVE to read magazines. And then hoard them until they are years out of date and filled with dust. But before that point, I do something I find completely satisfying. Before I dare even read the magazine I go thought it page by page throwing out everything I don't need. Really awful perfume sample, the 27 magazine subscription forms in any given issue, what ever "look at me aren't I gorgeous, I've put myself in my own ad again" Tom Form campaign that happens to be plaguing us that season. It cuts the issue in half, down my 3/4 Th's if you get Vogue on the right month. Easier to transport and easier to concentrate on the important stuff. Like whatever luxury item I will be trying to find my own way to rip off at the thrift store that month.
Clamato
Oh, I know. You're stunned. That can does say Beer and Clamato on it. In case anyone was wondering Clamato is Bloody Mary Mix and clam juice. Tasty.
When I was out in California visiting my sister and future brother-in-law I spotted this gem in their grocery store. I used my years of fashion retailing experience to take this covert picture. Really, once you've been thrown out of one store the fear is gone!
Wo-hoo! I still think I might be afraid of this though.
When I was out in California visiting my sister and future brother-in-law I spotted this gem in their grocery store. I used my years of fashion retailing experience to take this covert picture. Really, once you've been thrown out of one store the fear is gone!
Wo-hoo! I still think I might be afraid of this though.
Board and Studio is where it all begins, or at least it does for me. 4 years of art school and one TOTALLY disjointed portfolio later I asked one of my friends "where is my style?!".
Norman Rockwell had realistic quirky americana, George Petty had his sassy Petty girls, and Peter De Seve... well, Peter De Seve is just freaking awesome ( as demonstrated by those few months senior year shamelessly trying to rip off his style). My friend looked at me and said "it's not that you don't have good influences it's that you try to do them all at the same time!". Sure enough, looking at the bulletin board above my studio desk was a mess of influences, recipes, project ideas, & a picture of the most perfect Frye Boots ( I have still yet to buy).
Let's see if we can sort out some of those ideas here.
Above: First in a series of paintings (?hopefully?) "Gingham & Yellow".
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