Saturday, September 10, 2011
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Friday, August 19, 2011
Monday, August 1, 2011
Monday, June 27, 2011
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Friday, June 3, 2011
Monday, May 30, 2011
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
House Mouse Post
shelves for: seashells* bracelets* incense* candles* lotion* lavender and peppermint oil* ribbons* sparkly nail polish* pens* art books* bowls of pebbles* delphiniums
windows overlooking: the sea
windows overlooking: the sea
Monday, May 9, 2011
The rules
you need to be outwardly magical and full of glee or doom or whatever but you NEED TO BE YOUR OWN CREATURE
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Saturday, May 7, 2011
House Mouse Post
House Mouse Posts are strictly about building up to an amazing magical house that will one day become a reality.
The house above I like for the following reasons:
The windows look like cathedral windows.
a. Once in Ireland I went to a house in Dublin that was a gutted out church and made into a house. It was one of the most beautiful structures I've ever set foot in. As much as I hate religion some beautiful architecture has sprung up from it and I would like to use that architecture in my house.
b. I enjoy elegant long lined architecture that echos Klimt, birch tree forests, delicate forms.
Pine Forest II (1901)
Gustav Klimt
Austrian, 1862-1918
oil on canvas Charles Rennie Mackintosh
Margaret Macdonald Mackintosh (i want stained glass windows like this)
The fact that it is up in a tree with a windy staircase.
This house reminds me of the line of art nouveau design.
The lilac tree outside my apartment is starting to bloom-I plan on having not just one lilac bush at my house, but a whole lilac garden.
The house above I like for the following reasons:
The windows look like cathedral windows.
a. Once in Ireland I went to a house in Dublin that was a gutted out church and made into a house. It was one of the most beautiful structures I've ever set foot in. As much as I hate religion some beautiful architecture has sprung up from it and I would like to use that architecture in my house.
b. I enjoy elegant long lined architecture that echos Klimt, birch tree forests, delicate forms.
Pine Forest II (1901)
Gustav Klimt
Austrian, 1862-1918
oil on canvas Charles Rennie Mackintosh
Margaret Macdonald Mackintosh (i want stained glass windows like this)
The fact that it is up in a tree with a windy staircase.
This house reminds me of the line of art nouveau design.
The lilac tree outside my apartment is starting to bloom-I plan on having not just one lilac bush at my house, but a whole lilac garden.
Friday, May 6, 2011
Why I Write-Where I am Going
My name is Jessica, and I am beginning again in a new blog on the internet world. I have been blogging for at least 5 years, maybe even 6 or 7, without really knowing always why I do it. It connects me with other people, it makes me feel a part of things, and I enjoy typing.
I have shut down my previous journal and let it go away. I am making room for a new kind of blogging, one with a kind of specific purpose.
This blog is a daily log of my artistic process and ideas integrated into my everyday life. I am making my artwork more consciously a part of who I am and and where I go and what I do.
I am not saying that this is not the way it always has been, I am just saying that I haven't been paying close enough attention.
This blog will be a daily journey through images I find, or images I make.
I am moving forward in my life towards buying land and building a house that I design myself. I want to live in a certain kind of environment, so I've decided that this will be what I spend my time working on.
Rules.
I want this blog to be different, so let's see. This blog is not for me to just carelessly vomit in about problems, or useless thoughts. I feel like those things may come up, but they must be connected with an art related idea. If not, they will not be here.
How am I connecting my inner ideology, mythology, and desires with my reality?
On that note, above is a part of my recent painting "The Great Meeting". It is about trees implanted in their own boats sailing to an island where lonely, treeless lighthouses are waiting hopelessly for something else other than pebbles to lay on the ground.
The trees aren't just going to this island, they are going to many different places, and they each have a different personality. Some of them wanted to uproot, and some of them were very resistant. Many of them love the sea air, but some are cold, or dislike salt water.
Some of them are going to islands, or mountains, but some will sail forever, because they are sailor trees.
The sailing trees will be journeying all throughout the night. I wonder where they will be in the morning?
I have shut down my previous journal and let it go away. I am making room for a new kind of blogging, one with a kind of specific purpose.
This blog is a daily log of my artistic process and ideas integrated into my everyday life. I am making my artwork more consciously a part of who I am and and where I go and what I do.
I am not saying that this is not the way it always has been, I am just saying that I haven't been paying close enough attention.
This blog will be a daily journey through images I find, or images I make.
I am moving forward in my life towards buying land and building a house that I design myself. I want to live in a certain kind of environment, so I've decided that this will be what I spend my time working on.
Rules.
I want this blog to be different, so let's see. This blog is not for me to just carelessly vomit in about problems, or useless thoughts. I feel like those things may come up, but they must be connected with an art related idea. If not, they will not be here.
How am I connecting my inner ideology, mythology, and desires with my reality?
On that note, above is a part of my recent painting "The Great Meeting". It is about trees implanted in their own boats sailing to an island where lonely, treeless lighthouses are waiting hopelessly for something else other than pebbles to lay on the ground.
The trees aren't just going to this island, they are going to many different places, and they each have a different personality. Some of them wanted to uproot, and some of them were very resistant. Many of them love the sea air, but some are cold, or dislike salt water.
Some of them are going to islands, or mountains, but some will sail forever, because they are sailor trees.
The sailing trees will be journeying all throughout the night. I wonder where they will be in the morning?
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