There are a lot of reasons to hate Valentine’s Day, but then there are a lot of reasons to hate a lot of things.

For me, Valentine’s represents an opportunity for ridiculous Non-Serious Crafting. In the midst of the past month’s website buildingpseudohistorical performances and proposal writing, this girl was in serious need of some Non-Serious Crafting.

Smooshygooshy forced romantic overtures aside, it’s also nice to have a reason to tell people they rock. Especially in the form of mixed media collage. Especially in the form of mixed media collage featuring lady artists who (almost) as badass as your friends.
And most especially with puns.


Lee Bul, contemporary sculptor who represented Korea at the Venice Biennial. WHEN SHE WAS ONLY 35.


Cecilia Beaux, portrait painter with an outsized work ethic.


Frida Kahlo. Painter. Revolutionary. Personal Fashion Icon. Ask me sometime how much I love this lady and I will infovomit all over your face. Then I’ll tell you ‘a lot.’


Sally Mann, photographer and mother who quietly and unintentionally created controversy with photos of her children being real children, and then totally rocked it.

Louise Bourgeois, sculptor and founder of confessional art. Also awesome

Yoko Ono, the most unknown artist you’ve probably heard of. Like Valentine’s, there are a lot of reasons most people hate her, but even more to love her. Before John was in the picture (and after) Ono was a super badass fluxus artist, feminist, musician and peace activist.


Yvonne Rainer, an American performance/dance artist. When told that her lack of turnout and less than ideal body would prevent her from ever joining an established company, she pulled herself up by her capizio laces and created brand new work that was ‘challenging’ and ‘experimental.

Sarah Sze, one of my favorite installation artists who is also a CERTIFIED GENIUS.

Sarah Sze, one of my favorite installation artists who is also a CERTIFIED GENIUS.

Happy Valentine’s (or should I say Galentine‘s?) Day! Here’s hoping you spent it staying warm and telling people they’re awesome.

Hey, did I mention YOU’re awesome?


Oh yeah, Man as Object!

In all the pre-ODAS opening*, postcard collective madness, I kind of forgot about Man As Object (after sending the work off, of course).

I could blather about it for a bit, but really, the video SOMArts made does an awesome job. Audio is totally safe for work. The visual is not. Unless your work is cool with penises.

Hair Cuts and Cut Outs

So much for ‘more regular, relevant and interesting posts, eh? A rambly review of a few adventures in Grandview and a haiku about cucumber soup in the past two weeks? Buh.

It’s not for lack of enthusiasm or activity- I’ve submitted work to a few shows, applied to a docent training program at The Wex, worked more on that series I posted a peek at a few weeks back… Then waited. And waited. And still waiting. And put said project on hold due to lack of materials (and funds) Which doesn’t make for the most interesting of posts.

dear viewers (all three of you) – still waiting to hear back on everything. Ran a bit. Ran a bit more. Sold two oil change specials though!  And thought lots. (insert pages of illegible scribbling in sketchbook)

While waiting, though I started a collage to vent a bit of work-related frustration that begat a larger mixed media drawing using materials I already have, and which begat ‘purge paintings’ that I’m actually very excited about. This is the first time since spring semester I’ve worked on anything larger than 9″x 12″. It’s both terrifying and wonderful.

Some in progress shots

the 'drawing' (that began with the original collage in the middle panel)

so far (plus knobly hobbit feet for scale. It's 1.5 sheets of watercolor paper long)

detail (trying to capture the variety of subtle whites going on. to no avail. curse you mood lighting)

more detail (did i mention it's still very much in progress?)

gratuitous detail (the most 'done' part so far.)

(Apologies on the quality. poor lighting + random bursts of impulsivity that resulted in me taking pictures RIGHTNOW)

Speaking of impulsivity-  In spite of, or maybe because of, my near fanatical need to control, organize and plan nearly everything (you should see my grocery list) I’m prone to periodic flashes of impulsivity*. Like last night. I’ve wanted to cut my own hair since I sobbed through ‘Sweet November’ as a weepy tween, and last night, during the closing credits of ‘Perfect Blue’ decided that I could and NEEDED to cut my own hair RIGHTNOW. It could’ve been so bad. But wasn’t!*

no before pictures due to said impulsivity, but just imagine more here.

and this bizarre longish bit here in the front.

after- beast vanquished! thank you youtube videos and craft scissors.

But seriously, I will make good on that promise to bring such lovely things as well written articles, deep probing interviews with emerging artists and FINISHed work. Seriously.

*both whiskey and tall bridges have bested me during such bouts.
*although this should be a pretty good lesson as to why I shouldn’t be left on my own for too long. I give it three weeks more before I’m DIYing tatoos with safety pins and india ink.