Proud Moments in a Young Girl's Life.

IP it's been fun.

The work is finished...at least for IP. It's a strange weight to be lifted off my shoulders....I was mildly enjoying carrying my invisible baggage stocked full of due dates and the occasional panic attack (we all have our ideas of a good time). I'm definitely not happy to see IP go, this has been a ridiculous opportunity - that somehow people have been able to complain about (always loudly too). Really, is life that hard when you think about your feelings all day and then make art about them in the studio that is provided for you? 

 Anyhow, the next step is the hanging process, which I'm sure will provide hints of drama due to my struggles with the idea of things being level or straight.

But as my father, or as I like to call him "Big Steve", always says,  "there's never a time to learn like the present". 

Back to studios to start making again - mounting and bookmaking these past couple weeks has made me feel like a single-woman factory.

Let's start making things like Brandi Strickland

Olympics, Fashion Week, and School?

Over the past few weeks I have taken multi-tasking to a whole new level. Fashion shows during my breaks from dirty Russian, Olympian figure skaters, and figure skaters as a break from collaging, and collaging as break from Oceanography, which I doubt I have a strong future in. Nevertheless, some people have obsessions with individual things/ideas....I have a an obsession with being a "well-rounded" individual - one should know a little bit about everything.

Images for the week

 Jeremy Scott

                                                                   

      Henrik Vibskov          

Evegeni Plushenko

Ummm... yes. The Russians are sex bombs.

Words, I Haven't Forgotten You.

Been working on image collage, but am still interested in text collage and poetry. Here are the latest pieces.

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You’re Dad is Weird

I’m not comfortable around mustaches

Shoulders always cave amidst testosterone

Thought he wanted sex

Too fat to fuck a child

Staff of poison

The lamp we love and would never use

I’m innocent

But I can see in the dark

Mama didn’t have a blanket

(quotes by and/or inspired by six people)

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If you’re going to be ugly

Commit to it

Be really fucking ugly

This time with a different haircut

Legs that look like chicken skin

Bulldog mouth

Homelessly endearing

None of this mildly attractive business

I have to look like shit to have a good personality

I’m not pretty

But I’d fuck me

(quotes by and/or inspired by four people)

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Squander

I’m bored

Going to follow you

Graduated from college

With honors

This space is designated for seriousness

Verbal masturbation

Fancy yourself an intellectual

Sip your espresso

I don’t watch the news

Sip your espresso

It’s not something that I care about

Sip your espresso

What about

Me

How much brown water is too much?

God help us

How are we to cultivate brain cells?

(quotes by and/or inspired by five people)

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Always strive to be ambidextrous

Coffee, instant coffee

Cigarettes, staffs of poison

The taste of chemicals

Security level: Orange

My hands smell distinctive

Phantom smells

Stains on my shirt

Smoke in my hair seven mornings a week

Brushing teeth right afterwards

(quotes by and/or inspired by three people)

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Microwave minutes

Nostalgic for the recent past

Can feel time

Can’t grow it

Never reach the end

Never have to begin again

Never have reached the last page

Comfortable in dead roads

(quotes by and/or inspired by five people)

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He wasn’t really looker

But he could see

A chimpanzee put its dick in his ear

The penetration or the ejaculation caused him to go deaf

We didn’t speak much

I love sign language

Don’t care for the deaf

My car had 14 horns

Q-tips

I couldn’t resist jamming into my ear

Silence plus silence does not equal sound

(quotes by and/or inspired by five people)

Working for Ann Arbor Film Festival currently and getting to see a lot of great shorts.

Check out Chel White's

A Painful Glimpse into My Writing Process (In Less Than 60 Seconds)

Kind of Like Churning Butter

Many episodes of "This American Life" have been listened to and many collages are being churned out. Soon - Going to start printing on different papers and different sizes. Updates will come as creations do.

Pencils, People, Places.

Incorporating pen and pencil to the collages.

Creating place and environment.

Collages Continued

Cutting and gluing by hand. Then scanning in, and adding backgrounds.

"I Can Eat 50 Eggs"

The IP faculty panel went a rougher than I expected, but of course not rougher than I could handle (after all, I was raised with Cool Hand Luke and when someone tells you "What we got here is failure to communicate" you tell them "I can eat fifty eggs")

Many of the concerns that were brought up made sense and when winter break came and I started eating some eggs.

Break from school.

Break from text collaging.

Break from over-thinking... making what felt right opposed to what I felt was supposed to be right.

"He was smiling... That's right. You know, that, that Luke smile of his. He had it on his face right to the very end. Hell, if they didn't know it 'fore, they could tell right then that they weren't a-gonna beat him. That old Luke smile. Oh, Luke. He was some boy. Cool Hand Luke. Hell, he's a natural-born world-shaker."

Poetry. I think I've heard of that.

Currently am working on the computer to compile and edit all the text that I'm using....believe it or not, it's a bit faster (even though it's less aesthetically pleasing) than typewriters. This would be the text on the small pamphlet journals.

Some of it you may recognize from the stationery and other parts I haven't been able to use yet. In a way they've become poems...they're aren't resolved, but I think they seem less randomly connected.

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An eighteen year-old spring chicken

– correction, rooster.

He had only seen five rainbows his entire life

He had the hands of someone who longs to play the piano

But never would

Smoke poured from his lips as innocence simultaneously poured from his eyes

His torso was a mile long of Nevada flatness

He smelt like he traveled somewhere

Experienced something most of us haven’t

He is the knot in the worms of my brain

He was the Q-tip I couldn’t resist jamming into my ear

I could hear the record static of his voice behind his words

Kissing him was licking a piece of bruschetta

His eyes were bouncing…I could never catch them

Just bounced away

He fucked my best friend

He left me a broken chair

I feel okay about it

I didn’t tell him that he was asshole

I also didn’t tell him that his pants were unzipped

I wanted to bite him

I wanted to marry him

(quotes by and/or inspired by twelve people)

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A hit of homeless acid and dog’s blood in my mouth

Piss in the milk jug and sheep eyes in the cupboard

Two pancakes and a handful of ham in my purse

White stains on my shirt and smoke in my hair

Peanut butter fudge and a tarantula named Betty by the highway

Freedom in the fridge and bacon in my glass

(quotes by and/or inspired by five people)

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It’s hard to become unconscious

Whiskey masks sadness

Masks happiness

I woke up underneath my bed

The lights were all on and the floor shook

I look how I feel

I feel like shit

Look into the mirror

Old soul

Junky

Self-loathing

We are masochists

We crave self-destruction

Watching the beautiful rot

Comfortable in dead end roads

Making the same decisions I made last year

I want to light myself on fire and jump out the window

I’m going to cough up a testicle and kill myself

I can’t wait to I die alone

(quotes by and/or inspired by nine people)

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Staring out the window as if something would ever happen

Begging for stimulation

Her eyes shook, too excited to focus on anything

They ejaculate when she speaks

She had a mouth like a bulldog

Her teeth were always stained red

Blood, chianti, beets

Only pretty when she frowned

(quotes by and/or inspired by four people)

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My sexual education program was taught be evangelical Christians

Some call it a penis

But really it’s just a large floppy clitoris

There’s not enough difference

If it was big I’d want to lick it

I don’t understand

Men that are straight

Men that are gay

Men that are women

Men that are men

No wonder everyone is pregnant

My body told me

Facts based on soft sciences

(quotes by and/or inspired by six people)

Bones, Books, and....BUNNIES!

Getting the clavicle "mended" (a nice euphemism for pins and plates) tomorrow. So the work over the weekend will be limited.

"satan is always behind us"

Blank journal

"she needs a man

she needs a woman

she needs a lot of things"

Blank journal

"thirteen people within twenty-eight square miles"

Descriptions of 13 different people

Prototype book

Still need to add  images - going to try image transfers

"fourteen people within four months"

14 quotes I overheard and arranged in an order to create relationships between the disconnected

Prototype book

has nothing to do with IP, but I can't stop staring at it.

"People Actually Said These Things?"

"People Actually Said These Things?"

Someone asked me this recently.

I'm trying to think of a way to convey that the text is based on real situations and literal quotes opposed to Internet quotes or all my own text. 

I'm considering putting the dates of the quotes somewhere on the card to communicate when these things were said. 

But this may get confused with the date of creation.

Reconfiguring the images. Using more collage opposed to just one image.

Use of film for my image opposed to magazine cutouts.