Finally back on the horse



Artsy fartsy fashion grindcore


Oil pastels are wild. I’ve been trying my hand at different media to make up for the fact that I don’t have a workspace but for a small, poorly lit corner in a shared studio, which I force myself to hunker down to after an exhausting day of slinging vintage. If I lack inspiration, I make up for it in fervor.

Tie Yourself To Me

Tie Yourself To Me

This was part of a show I had at the Berkeley Art Studio, here’s my enlightened artist statement:

These are women who have helped inform my sense of womanhood, for better or for worse; poets, musicians and actors spanning the gauntlet between borderline psychosis, penchant for androgyny, loving fiercely if sometimes in error and most of all an indulgence of emotions so powerful and honest. Their ferocity and fearlessness coupled with unapologetic fragility speaks of a femininity that doesn’t exist simply as an interpretation of masculine strength, but burgeons forth completely outside of it.

The style of painting mimics this delicate/brutal femininity in its
simple, straight-on compositions and slightly disfiguring brush strokes,
always tending toward an androgynous aesthetic ideal.