house of blues..

in the bathroom at my uncle's house. Paris, France

I wish your arms were long enough to reach me

I feel ill after eating so much dark chocolate....
maybe its nerves..



but never mind that...
I have friends that bake star cakes and throw shindings to say "see you soon!"
I love them..




so tomorow i leave...
for Paris...



strangely enough I'm not that fond of Paris.. but its been 4 years.. I'm sure it will be beautiful..

and then monday..



I can't stop listening to Esser.... hes dapper.

brave face

shot this little bird yesterday morning...

c'est un holdup

in the morning


and after that

some of this again


and then some sunshine.. heart glasses and a perfect vintage tunic

what a perfect find....

these are a few of my favourite things...

tranquille

cannot find my sketchbook..



and then there are mysterious imprints on my sheets...
3 days....

I got to finish some unfinished business yesterday...

silent movie queen

in case you haven't noticed, I havent really been painting lately.
I have been packing.

and enjoying the strawberries!

I'm begining to see the light

heavenly wine and roses
seem to whisper to her
when he smiles...




we had the most beautiful day of sunshine ever today.
heres to the springtime coming back!

bajo del mar...

I think my top priority this year should be my procrastination.
to be honest I do work so much better under a bit of pressure but it would probably help if i had more room for error?

just finished a record cover, now, off to shower and run over to hand it in!! (like a good girl should.)

I watched La sirenita last night... in spanish, sans subtitles.
I'm didnt get about 60 percent of it but I did some screen shots of my favorite images








besos!

ancient history

2007 sketches

I'm good. I'm gone.

11 days.
I love the number 11.
11 days and I am here



and then i take off, and 13 hours later, I am there



and I cant wait. and im nervous. and happy. hopeful too.



who knows what i will come back as?

when did i get THAT pale?

Cas-per the friend-ly ghost, he couldn't be bad or mean.
He'll romp and play, sing and dance all day,
the friend-li-est ghost you've seen.

i wanna be a platinum blonde

today was a day of hot beverages and blondes....



(( I swear heaven comes in a big glass and has too much caffeine, and loads of milk sloshing around in it))



it also comes in small chocolate chip cookies... us being state bred (well, almost) could tell those were chips ahoy from a distance..



One of my favourite tatttoos ever.





how rad is that TinTin cover!

and then off to Café des Arts to meet with Fausta, who is coming out with her album soon, we discussed little tweaks for the cover..



and then we talked about romance and travels...

I left her to do some groceries.. bok choi and fresh mushrooms.. had to go across town to buy miso soup and then ended up eating veggie pizza because i was cold and wanted something heavy and squishy..

on a side note, I've been hesitating to buy this dress for AGES.


cannot..make up my mind.
thought?

diviiiine decadence

I've been almost completely immobile for a few days...
(the rain the rain the rain)



yesterday I went for coffee (my 4th... coffee is starting to have no effect on me... except maybe a glw ((see previous post)) with nico to talk of secret projects, to talk shit and to talk girls (of course..)



Charlotte came over... we had an evening of pastries and teas and cabaret..

and polaroids..

also mapped out our road trip, a little note to salt lake city residents, we are headed your way!

xoxo

luxe, calme et....

I had an epiphany of etheral proportions over a latté machiatto and a quick thrill with a patisserie adressbook...
I'm coy about my delights.

i broke my sunglasses

letter i wrote to my mother from london, my first week there, march 2008.

page 1.
My choice of colours are pretty limited but its okay. I'm doing allright with black, blue and pink :) I thought these double decker buses were just for tourists but it turns out that theyre really just the normal buses. They're REALLY expensive (£2 for one w) I've been craving a lot more lately... (but at least im not living off lettuce and toblerone bars haha) I'm not really surprised about India, I can't really understand how a country with so MUCH contrast ( high tech vs high poverty, richest billionaires vs. the pettiest slave wages, beaty queens vs. Untouchables.. that are basically people being punished for being born.) I think based on that alone.. you can add all the palm trees and flowers you want, you wont even be able to see them because the lack of beauty and positivety in peoples LIVES will just.... reflect off of everything.. Not that London, or France is missing its share of misery, but the difference here is that everyone has a fair chance, its more a matter of them going for it.
Things here are great, I'm a little unstable because its all so unfamiliar, but little by little its growing on me and I start to feel like I may belong here.. Sometimes theres so many people that I feel like a nameless peice of paper floating through the streets but I think its because... for now, I dont have my personal place here yet and I'm in that phase where I feel like a

Page 2.

Visitor that ran away from the touring vacation group... I have all these things to do and theoretically they are all simple but it kind of frightens me because i do feel a little.. alone. You would DIE laughing because there are SO many of those round little ladies with crazy hair that say stuff like " BLOODY GOOOOOOOOOEWGOOOOOOS!!!" and little ladies that sound like birds, its charming and funny... A woman just came into the shop and she talks like davyd (remember.. "the only gay in the village) and i had a really tough time understanding what she was talking about but I did get her to buy a ton of stuff for her son (who is a journalist in tokyo, he also sent her a microwave for her birthday. Its funny the things people tell you when you get to talking..) Otherwise its been raining, so its slow... gives me time to draw.. and its even encouraged, I've been asked to do a mural with a different theme in each of the dressing rooms, but you'll see that when you visit!

Page 3

So I know that India is sad but you know that to make this trip everything that you hoped it would be, you have to see and focus on the positive and the hopeful, because that exists everywhere. This is (forgot to look up the name) and she is (real) and the leader of this gang (like the crips... but more of a justice league) called... (again forgot to get the name) and its all these women in bright pink saris (to bring beauty in their lives and embrace the feminine) and they fight for women's rights and have been known to attack men that have hurt or even belittled girls and women. They seek to protect and educate girls to give them a chance at a successful life and leave the (cant read that word) life behind.. DONT GO JOINING THEM or anyting, but its good to know that there is good and that even in the worst or saddest, some people still have hope to fight for...


i never sent it.. i just found it while working on a little project..

porcelain doll skin

today.



I'm not sure whats going on but i feel extremely fragile and feeble today..
exhausted, sleepy, drugged..
I came home, nibbled sleepily, curled up in front of the heater, fell asleep..

had the STRANGEST dream, woke up with my head spinning.. ate a bowl of cereal get strength..
feeble.

my cat's litter box is taunting me to go change it.
ciao!

round and round

this may just become a blog of all things in these colors.
This morning at the fitzpatrick with Sarah and Jerome...

I have a new camera!
joyyyy!


thank you sarah!
for the camera and the hot chocolate...



cat kiss facial..




current works hanging around my room..
tattooing tomorow!
xoxo

ps.
is it just me? or is the world getting cuter??

still life with woodpecker

Oh yes, i did drink it.
delicious.

im taking a break from organizing my scary wardrobe.
theres a girl sized mountain of colors swishing around and eating up my room.. trying to put some order in that.

I think more shelves would be advisable, some of my things are so pretty its a shame to hide them in a closet.

also..



hows this for a sunday morning still life?
I dont know who painted it, but its great.
5 gold stars if you can find out who did that.