The area that I took these photos in is somewhat stuffy and even a little preppy. (I'm nailing the adjectives already) So you can imagine the response I got in these 5-inch sandals. I rolled with it, got my iced coffee with 2x white chocolate mocha, and made it back to my car to just in time to see a little girl mouth, "Oh My Gawddd," from the backseat of her parent's car.
.flannel - Target.
.skirt - Forever 31
.sandals - Steve Madden
.necklace - vintage and UO
.bracelet - handmade boutique
I was picking up lunch at a new vegan restaurant in my area. I'm not vegan but I was hungry and everyone else wanted it. Without thinking, I volunteered to pick it up while wearing these all leather over the knee boots. Needless to say I felt as welcome as Kimmy Gibbler at the Tanner's. Anyway, the food was great. ;)
.top - Nicholas K
.leggings - Forever 21
.boots - GoldenBleu / gift from my boss who happens to wear the same size as me = win.
.bracelets - vintage and Forever 21
I'm taking private photography lessons. I'm sure if my teacher saw how horrible these pictures came out, he would force me to tell you that I am only two sessions in. I will get better I promise I hope. When I originally finished this piece a couple weeks ago, I fell asleep and woke up HATING it. So, I took the paint thinner to it for a complete overhaul. The birds made me cry because they were so cute. Just kidding. But, seriously, I must have been sensitive that day.
Oh and p.s. the layout isn't accidental. I couldn't bear to cover the heart. (first picture, to the right of the girl)
You paint on what?! ...To me x-rays are a tangible symbol of stress and anxiety. When you look at an x-ray, you scan the page, searching for the obvious disfigurement. If no screws fusing bones together, or tumor the size of (insert random round object here), are visible, curiosity becomes disappointment, which evolves into disinterest. Unless, of course, the x-ray is your own, then relief sets in, because you've been given a second chance. Fortunately, I get the opportunity of treating those "uninteresting" x-rays to a second round of scrutiny by painting on them. I consider my work to be less art and more entertainment for all my fellow cohorts with short attention spans.
With that said, my next few posts are going to feature some of my recent x-rays. Normally, artist have trouble finding the time to paint; I'm just having trouble finding the space. I have set up shop everywhere, from my kitchen table to the floor of my office. I still haven't found the place that I feel completely comfortable in, but it will come when I need it most. For now, no hallway, counter, closet, or bathtub is safe. Enjoy.
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