♥ Won’t you take a seat on these glossy white feet?
+ the Decor Notebook set on Flickr.
♥ Won’t you take a seat on these glossy white feet?
+ the Decor Notebook set on Flickr.
The Handshake, 2008
Collage, ink and resin on wood
5 x 7 inches
For every series, I make a conscious decision to make a handful of smaller scale, more affordable pieces that are in line with the overall theme. I’ve always felt that art should be accessible and because if this, if someone cannot afford one of my larger pieces, I still want them to have an opportunity to take a piece home with them.
I spent most of my week in New York holed up in the Virgo Boarding House with Gala Darling and our gracious tattooed host. In the midst of distractions including prosthetic limbs, books about serial killers, a variety of skulls and antique wheelchairs, we managed to get a surprising amount of work done.
Our nightly routine consisted of sitting on the velvet couch together, each of us working on our laptops with a movie running in the background. It was a definite bonding experience and we had many funny moments (like on Thursday at midnight when our host convinced us that the face of Jay Leno was imprinted into a tree down the street). I also chased after an ice cream truck and sat around listening to obscene amounts of George Michael with Gala. At one point, we schemed about clubbing intruders with the prosthetic leg of an obese man that resided near the couch. It was literally a solid week of nonstop twisted fun that I am very grateful for!
Last Saturday was spent in Central Park with friends from around the country (and world) for the Virgo Birthday Extravaganza and it was everything I could have hoped for. Presents, cupcakes, lady bloggers, rings and balloons only added to the magic!
Monday day (my actual birthday) was spent recovering from the previous day’s extravaganza. Gala and I hauled our hefty birthday cake back onto the subway and after tons of traveling across the city, it was miraculously still intact!
We finished off the evening at my favorite club night, Sway surrounded by three Colombian guys who looked like models and claimed at different points to be twins and brothers but we were having too much of a good time to question them! Later in the night, I made friends with a painter who used to live in Portland and we had a quick birthday dance and listened to Journey on my iPod. It’s nice to find little reminders of home where you’re so far away.
On Wednesday, Bianca did a photo shoot of Gala and I in the East Village streets. Creepy men kept stepping in to see what we were up to and offer their assistance. Finally, it was time say goodbye to Bianca and move onto the Meatpacking District:
At the Hotel Gansevoort, Gala and I sipped overpriced drinks and were soon being chatted up by a guy who claimed to be an ex-basketball player, a porn star, a bodyguard and to have a gunshot wound. Haha, can you tell that we weren’t impressed?
As we exited the hotel, camera crew suddenly surrounded us. The commentator asked us a bizarre series of questions and I think we held up pretty well under the pressure! It was a very odd, drawn-out experience that finally pushed us to flash our matching rings to get this hunky greaseball to back off:
Because the Virgo Boarding House was located in Brooklyn, it required a bit of a jaunt to get into the city. Completely unfazed by our lengthy treks, we made fantastic use of the subway time. Discussions included topics ranging from what hair-covered people are called (an elderly woman seated nearby looked me in the eye and sharply responded “WOLF MAN,”) to Michael Jackson’s whimsical pajama choices (lobsters, anyone)?
New York really turned on the charm this week. And now, I’m sitting in a Vegas hotel room warming up for the Blogworld Expo in the morning! I can’t believe how much has happened in a week! Life is beyond good!
I’ve been hanging out in the picture-perfect storybook version of America all week with Gala Darling. It’s quite surreal; when not wandering the streets of Manhattan, we split our days between lounging on a massive red velvet couch and a porch swing, blogging until our eyes bleed.
Tunic, Urban Outfitters
Leggings, Forever 21
Boots, Dries Van Noten
Purse, Miu Miu
Sunglasses, Betsey Johnson
Black merino wool top
Pyramid stud belt
Heels, Manolo Blahnik
Ring, Tarina Tarantino
Honorable Mention rosette, Femme Sud
I tried to show Gala some love, but she was totally ignoring me. Haha!
This is our usual setup at the Virgo Boarding House. It’s pretty sweet! I’m sad to be leaving tomorrow, but Vegas and a blogging convention are in order!
1. 10 reasons why your blog design will never be done.
2. Gala Darling gives really helpful advice on how to deal with the unavoidable quarter-life crisis. I wish I’d had this article a few years back!
4. 13 ways to promote your next blog post.
5. Ale Paul’s new typeface Compendium is definitely on my want list.
After we’d returned from the Central Park Extravaganza, Gala and I invited some friends including ladybloggers Star, Gilda and Marie back to our room at the Hotel on Rivington. We soon found out that Marie had snuck along a little something extra in her bag…a corn suit!
I’d heard rumors of ‘the corn,’ but I had no idea just how full-on corny it was! As Marie tells the story, one fateful day, it was delivered to her doorstep in California under mysterious circumstances and it’s been a full-on lovefest ever since. Wherever Marie goes, the corn follows…even if it’s to someone else’s hotel room on the other side of the country. As you might have already guessed, Marie and I immediately bonded over a love of bed jumping and disturbing costumes.
Later that night, I initiated a round of the infamous Bed Jumping Olympics. The only issue was that our mattress was a Tepur-Pedic model that did not bounce. Every time I landed, I had the distinct feeling of sinking into quicksand! I tried leaping in the spirit of David Lee Roth and fell flat every time. I was quickly overcome with a feeling of total defeat.
Marie, Star and I jumped and jumped and jumped while Gala and Gilda smarty stayed on the sidelines.
What I Wore: 9.13.08 Evening
Corn, borrowed from Marie
Polkadot tights, Nordstrom
Black tunic (for modesty’s sake), LA Made
Lace-front feels, ZINDA
Of course, the corn suit alone wasn’t enough. Being the fashion plate that she is, Marie also brought along matching sunglasses. I think this is one of my better looks.
The jumping really wore me out. Later, the other lady bloggers repeatedly tried to wake me for photos, but I got grumpy and refused to sit up. There are only 4.5 lady bloggers present because I don’t quite count:
After our company left, Gala and I had one last moment of birthday bonding when we threw cakes over the balcony. The thump echoed when they hit the ground. And with that, our heads hit the pillows hard. The day was totally surreal and by far the best birthday yet. I have no idea how we’ll top this next year, but being two scheming and plotting Virgos, I’m sure we’ll figure something out!
Gala Darling and I did our joint birthday celebration / union in Central Park’s Strawberry Fields on Saturday afternoon and it was absolutely magical! I flew to New York overnight without any time to adjust (or sleep) beforehand so it felt very surreal as I ran around the city doing pre-party errands with Star, Marie and Lola in tow, attempting to pick out pink balloons, track down four dozen cupcakes and lug around one very heavy triple-layer birthday cake!
Gala was getting her makeup done at MAC, so we didn’t see her until we arrived at Central Park. She literally looked like Barbie on acid! The Betsey Johnson dress and shoes she’d chosen coupled with her glittery makeup, pink hair and tattoos made her easy to spot, even from across the park!
In stark contrast to Gala’s glittery color masterpiece, I dressed very graphic and minimal, channeling Steve Perry in my white tailcoat. I was glad I dressed comfortably because it was really humid!
The grass around Strawberry Fields was damp, so we all moved to a massive rock formation instead.
The crowd was awesome; many people we’d never met before gave us gifts including rings (thanks, Poochie!), roses, a bottle of champagne, fake nails, the coolest tights EVER from Doe, books and even corsages that were handmade by Marie (mine featured Michael Jackson, Gala’s had Biggie). As you can see, we were totally elated:
Star hopped over and did a faux wedding ceremony on the fly! She made a fantastic priestess!
For most of the two plus hours, we sat around chatting and eating cupcakes while Bianca mounted her flash in a tree and took portraits off all of our party goers! It was fascinating realizing that the people at our party originated from all over (Australia, North Carolina, Singapore, California). And, of course having the rest of the lady bloggers in tow made it that much better.
The party was pretty tiring (it was about 80 degrees out), so Gala and I dragged our cake and presents onto the subway, all the way back to our amazing room at the Hotel On Rivington. I’ll be updating about our post-party antics very shortly. Stay tuned!
Thank you to everyone who came out to Central Park and helped us eat the gazillion cupcakes! Your generosity, gifts and company made the day hugely enjoyable. I hope to see you again next year!
♥ Sleek red accents are best
+ the Decor Notebook set on Flickr. Please excuse my slightly crooked scan!