Monday, April 28, 2014

Thesis Studio: Filth & Homesick



My studio ranks numeral uno ...


... in being a filthy ...


... mess.


Including myself.


Plan B.


As much as I

L O V E 

my studio time,

I miss my little home.


My studio-mate's thesis crying-chair.


I'm not much of a cryer
but it felt good to pretend
(and to sit still for a few minutes).


I need a nap ...
and miss my bed.

I see myself sunken into those pillows, it's almost like I'm there ... but not really.
Whatever that means.

I'm just going to stare at it for a while,

o
o
o
o
o
o

remembering how

i  n  c  r  e  d  i  b  l  y

comfortable 

it is.


Almost ...
almost.

o
o
O
o

so sweet ...

Sunday, April 27, 2014

Thesis Studio: WTF Dawn?!?!?!!!!!


In the home stretch!

Exhausted & haggard, 

I decide to ...

create a plan B, WTF?

Of course I did.


THE LAST
purchase
of wire.


Finish the wire.


Prepared first phase of said plan B
last night because only one phase
was ... boring.


It'll be OK ...
right?

My parking is good until 7:00am Monday morning.

And ...


I have this.

I'm good.

o
o
o
O
o

in the ears ...

Saturday, April 26, 2014

Thesis Studio: The Last Saturday


From here ...


to here ...
to ...


here ...
to ...


here.


Ink for encaustic wax fabric staining.
(and free foam for floor cushion ... SCORE!)


Feeling unequivocally alive.

o
o
O
o
o
o

this...
is damn good stuff...

Friday, April 25, 2014

Thesis Studio: Six Days


Four-day studio binge
commencing.


Thesis writing review...

full-speed ahead!


Camera + timer = I'm a poser.
But that's no secret.


North.


Adaptation.

o
o
O
o

 this song, and this video, and...

Sunday, April 20, 2014

Thesis Studio: One of Eleven


Staring helps.


View from below.


Attached to the ceiling at several points.


When I've made contact from the ceiling...


to the floor...


my studio day...


is over.


(my hands, arms. shoulders, back, legs and neck need a rest...til Tuesday)


My defense is official...
in eleven days.


Meanwhile, the cherry trees have been dropping their petals.

o
o
O
o
o
o

and I've been listening to this...
because I've always loved, everything about it...

Thursday, April 17, 2014

Thesis: At the End of the Day

The commute home...
(via stop motion)

video

Thesis Anything: The Devil in Me

I was an artist in a room full of bankers
photographing their annual banquet
when a charming, 
retiree board member
informs me, with a wink of an eye, that he thinks...

.............. I have a bit of the devil in me ..............

I was feisty.
And it stood out in that room full of bankers, boldly.

However, I was unaware that I was so transparent and thought,
perhaps the pressure of thesis
is taking its toll and I am about to burst.

So I did what any hard working college student would do
to relieve some built up stress...

I drank...



...while floating in a saltwater soaking pool...



...and devouring a burger here...

After committing to that third beverage
(because their were several more to follow)


it was apparent
that I was well on my way,
sealing my fate,
in feeling
like this Beck video.

o
o
O
o
o



(I will admit...he was right,
that "bit of the devil"
was in there, it still is,
and deserves to be let out
every once in a while...
...ouch)

o
O
o
o

Sunday, April 13, 2014

Thesis Studio: Hoist!


Sunday, April 13, 2014...
 Mega-Hoist! day.

It's like we should
clank
pint glasses
and
celebrate.

Yeah...
just like that.

Trust me.


I farm these in my yard,
bag em up,
and drive them into the city.


Almost there...
(makeup free w/a thin dusting of rust and slightly enervated)


And then...


snag in the flourescents...


and a snip & rip out
of unnecessary work...


Trying to find my center...
(for the base of the sculpture)

it's never where
I want it to be...
(rust dust circle =  center)

but that's the way I've always been...


a bit to the left
of center.


o
o
O
o
O
o
o

and this Pandora station...
plays in my studio...