Re-strung my ojuzu today. Including those saucy lil tassles.

Process work for painting class. After sylvia ji's work (link to her website is in artists i like)

hm.

am i depressed or very hungry?

Bright Star : John Keats

Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art-- 

Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night

And watching, with eternal lids apart,

Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite,

The moving waters at their priestlike task

Of pure ablution round earth's human shores,

Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask

Of snow upon the mountains and the moors--

No--yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,

Pillow'd upon my fair love's ripening breast,

To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,

Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,

Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,

And so live ever--or else swoon to death. 

The Couch

is like The Bench at chisholm. No dignity when waking up there.

cold fish

is a decent song by 'queen adreena' but not how i would describe myself. I find the implication that I am unromantic to be both offensive and a clue to how clueless some people can be. Its also kind of hurtful.

Contemplating.

Australia Day!

...and it snowed.

...and I didn't wear my "I <3 Melb" shirt, or my St.kilda Jumper.

...and I didn't make it to Jack Browns for coopers or even fosters.

...because I did and EPIC amount of Dreamweaver today for the Sawhill Website. Marathon epic.



so instead I wore my boxers and fishies all day and drank lots of tea and not really sure what I ate today...

itadakimasu!

carrot sesame salad, home made seaweed soup, iced matcha, steamed white rice, pan seared salmon, edamame with negimiso.

= my 2nd brekky/early lunch. yum! <3

getting so close...

To finishing this silly thing. I think I'll just hang it for a while before attempting to re-stretch it.

statement

the dreaded artist statement. If only I could get my professor to write it for me. He's magically able to articulate all the little bits of my paintings and also synthesise how they all go together. He sees the theme. I see the lil bits that could use tweaking. bah!

1. host/hostess culture, well that really comes out from my interest in contemporary japanese art that focuses on consumerism in society, including how sex and the sex industry fit into that. mizu shobai as it would be. The artists that inspired me include but are not limited to Shimada Yoshiko-san, Masuyama Hiroshi-san, Aida Makoto-san, Nara to a lesser extent, and of course Murakami Takashi-san and the kaikai&ki ki crew. Murakami-san is by far one of the most interesting. Written off as the Japanese Warhol (uhgh interview magazine - you screwed up on that one) he is in fact the one whom I think really brought the movement to an international level by recognising how the message about consumerism really needed to be decoded in that format as well. So salute to McLuhan and make Mr.DOB dolls. Which DOB, reflection of the pervasive presence of not only the West's Mickey Mouse, but more importantly the East's Hello Kitty.  Yes, Hello Kitty; you may despise the sight of her but she is so much more than a brand but the forerunner and proof the insinuative power of a revolution of cultural perception. When you think of Japan do you think anime, manga, Hello Kitty, sushi, Sailor Moon, Domo-kun and maybe samurai? Or is your first thought about troops tortured in POW camps, the Bataan Death March, the rape of Nanking and Pearl Harbor. Well, if like most you tended toward the former then that is a result of a perceptual revolution in which Japan having lost the war underwent a change to appear 'cuter' and softer to increase public appeal after the war.

2. portraiture. (Alice Neel, Jacques-Louis David, John Brack, Bernard Buffet, Francis Bacon, Egon Schiele, Tamara de'Limpicka, Waterhouse, Kehinde Wiley, ukiyo-e, sylvia ji, bei badgirl?.....)

3. artifice, which fits in with the consumerism thing but I'm planning to expand with a piece that explores what a lie looks like. Which only people have the power to lie so that could be tied into portraiture, but I want it to be more conceptual. Not what is a liar but what is a lie. White lies, evasion, with holding, forgetting, implications, deception.... a lie is 'an intentionally false statement' but we consider all the others forms of dishonesty, so does that make them lies, do we need to know reasons behind lies - does that change the severity or is "it all a lie".

4. And I've enjoyed doing some urban landscapes lately. course the one was a facade and intended to make a reference to 'little america' and ended up trying to achieve that by dragging in some religious allusions. Which, religion - one big lie? a huge sham of artifice but considered one for the moral good?

blah blah blah. I should stop rambling and approach this in earnest. in a word processor. and find a writing sample for my much neglected and unlikely to be sent Guggenheim Summer internship Application. Way to drop the ball on that one C.

dreamweaver

ok, it's still a trial and effort thing but it's definitely all starting to click in a way that it really wasn't in SMAD202. Today I had to build a one page 'introduce yourself to the class' site and I ended up throwing together this little "collage" for it:

I would've preferred fewer pieces and no cut offs but I just got lazy and threw'em all together. Anyways I feel like I've had a light refresher and after I get a few other time-sensitive assignments out of the way I reckon I'll dive into the sawhill work. Fingers crossed it all goes swimmingly.

here it is now: sawhill gallery. check back tomorrow and see if it's still there >.<

'umeda mizu shōbai' nearly done

capsicum, tempeh, and noodles in peanut sauce, c'est tres bien. especially with a irish black lager. continue to re-discover same facts about myself:

1. being severely hungry makes me moody and negative.

2. crap tv depresses me, especially when it also has crap commercials.

watashi wa anata ga koko ni shitai.

colour fixed bit

feeling kinda numb inside lately. i'll just bury it deep with everything else i withhold from the world. have inspiration for new piece. it might even be abstract expressionist. wooooooooooooh. i don't think i've eaten today. i doubt i'll do anything to rectify it. tea. lots of tea. upgrading computer software. cross your fingers.

i just adore

the people who know how to turn my frown upside down. goodonya.

thing i'm not telling anyone:

my arm hurts. it pinches, it feels sore, i feel like i have a permanent bruise on my bicep and the meaty party beneath the bone is tender. I hope it's just re-conditioning it thats making it..... unruly.       : /