Thursday, January 20, 2011

Design 4 Inspirations

I have mentally compiled a list of possible design 4 inspirations... now they are cyberly compiled.

-picture by jennifer mehigan
*Hotel Oloffson (in Haiti, as seen in Hamilton's zombie special) There are many interesting shapes, cutouts (my favorite), and foliage juxtaposition. I could use Addams family references (Wednesday as a muse, yes???) and I love how Hamilton described it as a "giant haunted doily"
^Hamilton Morris and chemistry/psychedelia/numbersss
#fly fishing flies (they are sooo cool and colorful, i think they look like little aquatic wizards) and Into the Wild/the Alaskan terrain as the ultimate destination for brave, transcendental Aquarian adventurers.
&needlepoint-- what if there was a fabric that was just all needlepoint? like, a repeat of needplepointed roses, dogs, clouds, pumpkins etc. Using the Pointillistic sensibilities and combine it with a True Grit kind of feeling.
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Friday, December 17, 2010

Midpoint

Ugh. I hate when everyone else is happy but I'm not. It feels like my junior year in pre-calculus.
I hate that I should be happy, but aren't, because I suck so much lately. Sometimes I wonder if there's any turning back, or if I just secretly like being this much of a loner (in the weirdest, most obscure of ways).

I seriously felt like I was in a nightmare today, bad things just kept happening right after another, multiple times-- I wanted to wake up so bad!!!!

Here's to the New Year, and hoping that I will change. (and have the time to scan things in properly before handing them-- and by them I mean "my babies!"-- to some higher-ups for an extended amount of time.)

Friday, November 19, 2010

Monday, November 1, 2010

So my resumé might be a little better if...

I could muster the courage to take Designing Careers seriously.

Yeah.

Cupcake addiction. You really should not.


But it's cool because Ted Talks are AWESOME!

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Conor Oberst is My Hero


And waiting requires patience, smoke, dancing old men and wet ground.

Hardly Strictly Bluegrass Festival
Golden Gate Park, CA
10.02.10

Thursday, September 16, 2010

I'm a President's Son, I Don't Need No Soul

Some design development for my Edward Gorey/Grunge/Southern Gothic/OMGHOWCANIINCORPORATEPORTUGAL.THEMANINTOTHISPROJECT project.

 

(Please click on 1/2 images below to enlarge because Blogger hates me)


Working sketchbook moodboard

Based off of quick drape detail and attempt to de-prettify my croquis.  Don't think it really worked, but now she has edgier hair.

Beautiful faux fur swatch that the only-singular-solitary-particular-primary (that's it, I'm out of synonyms) kind lady at Britex so graciously and accentedly trimmed for me.  

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Who invited Steve?

I still really miss my days in Sacramento, where there were trees galore and genuine, chill, interesting people. There were 'hipsters,' for sure, but they were more rugged and seemingly legit than the ones here in San Francisco where everything is a bit too sleazy or overly polished and pretentious. Midtown was relaxed but spirited and no one ever failed to run out of intricately screen-printed tee shirts or quirky hand-made jewelry. The summers were languid and the lightrail rides exhausting, but at the end of the day I could always count on a comforting breeze and good friends.


One of my favorite models, Steve, from SCC and the local workshops, even though I thought he was kind of a creeper. Like, Art School Confidential status where he would "face" certain females all the time (but not as overtly). Either way, he could hella pose. I remember my teacher Frank Zamora for this class, he was such an amazing, talented man.

Finally, For the last bit o' Sacto:
Weeks ago, after what felt like (and probably was) hours of mind-numbingly wandering around facebook, I came across this band page called G. Green that a few people I knew had "liked." And boy, do I like them now, too! I hope this isn't violating any copyright/privacy laws:


It's so inspiring. I love how visceral and almost heart-wrenchingly nostalgic the singer is in conjunction with the really moody, catchy riff. This is what I think of when I think further up North.