Lately i've been less than compelled to do much of anything. I'm not depressed or in a sullen state of sorts if that's what you're wondering- I don't get the winter blues. I LIKE THE WINTER!!! I think I had school-is-over crash and as a result, have been compelled to rebel against anything that says I have to do anything. Another dilemma being I've (some what) reverted to being 14 and thinking being a rock star was a better career choice after all. I can't even try to talk myself out of that one, because spending days anti-social and holed up with my piano and guitar (and Rogue) are satisfying even if I spend 8 hours perfecting one particular part of a song and don't really accomplish much at all. Hey, it's cheaper than seeing a movie.
I've also been doing the quitting smoking thing which is trying at times. Some days I don't smoke at all, others I have one or two. Much better than the 30 or so I was convinced I had to have to be alive two weeks ago. Oh and since I never followed up: I don't really drink much at all these days. I am not certain I made it 30 days without a drop of wine but I think I did a pretty good job of training myself to not drink a magnum at a time. I still like a nice bottle of bordeaux with a meal... and I do mean a bottle.
I've had a few ideas lately for artistic projects and have been slowly working on fulfilling those. It's been a long time since I've had the time or tenacity to focus on detail and it is reassuring in a good way to cut, paste, glue, scribble, color, sketch, mold, manipulate and wire some resemblance of life together in a quaint (read: strange) creation of sorts. It's liberating. It makes me wonder why we bother living any sort of fast paced life where we don't have time to focus on just... thinking? I have to be careful with such things because I have a tendency to over-indulge in the fantasy realm (see above aspirations to be a rock star as opposed to going to grad school.) It's almost like I get a twinge of freedom and have to avoid any responsibility for that time period. Maybe my 7th grade therapist was right and I am actually a tea pot that takes quite a bit of time and then boils over with unstoppable force...
Created By Eugenie and I- A diorama of what we imagine our friend's "dungeon" looks like... We are calling it RackPack since 3 bras were utilized in the making of this very functional diorama/backpack.
overview: the whole thing as we were working on it. note you can hang it or put it on your back very similarly to how you would wear this bra/corset combo in real life...
from a distance, as it was coming along
up close of final scene/imagery... it was interactive as you could twist the computer and whipping wire man from the top! very Sassy...
I'll try to get some of the photos of us trying it on as a backpack and then you'll see the utility. It's the perfect gift for a teenage boy, a porn lovin' girl or I don't know that weird kid in biology class... includes sex toy, alcohol, computers and a fine lace interior: priceless.
Music that I've been listening to all the time of late:
- Uncle Earl's She Waits for Night. It's my bluegrass love shining through. I love anyone willing to use a fiddle or mandolin to belt out their existence. I also love anyone with riverdance sounding toe tapping in the background. I've been seriously contemplating taking up the fiddle to show some respect for my Irish roots. I also secretly like torturing my neighbors by learning a new instrument every few months. By learning I mean I play by ear and screw up a lot and play the same riff over and over and over until even I am annoyed with me. At any rate, I like some of the old-time sounding bluegrass on this album a lot. I've always been a pretty huge fan of folk music- again, the old kind and old style saloon music because my Great Grandfather liked that stuff. Comforting to a degree maybe...
-The White Stripes' Get Behind Me Satan. I have loved this album from day one but it has come back to me lately. I don't know if it's my need to hear what I consider old school electric guitar or my sheer state of rebellion... Great album, Rita Hayworth included.
-Anything Amanda Palmer. Maybe this goes with the bra diorama? I've loved the Dresden Dolls for years but have suddenly had a reoccurring need to hear them and her solo work all the time. There's something comforting about someone willing to talk about life in an ordinary way. Okay so 'ordinary' by my terms may not go over well with everyone else's lunch-- a bit sarcastic, cynical, humorous, honest, trashy yet classy and completely topsy turvy all at once- or on a fluctuating basis... Oh and the cabaret shows... I mean who couldn't love AFP? I am making it a goal to see her live this year. Buy the albums kids, any of them from the self titled first one from the Dresden Dolls to Yes, Virginia and No, Virginia to her solo record, Who Killed Amanda Palmer?... and buy them from her/the dresden dolls directly because there's some sort of record company war (what a surprise): http://www.amandapalmer.net/afp/
- Carla Bruni's "Il Vecchio e il Bambino" on Comme si de rien. That's a beautiful song (I have no idea what it means really, I don't speak Italian and just enjoy singing along to the song.) From what I've read, a very famous Italian folk song from what we'd call in America, the Dust Bowl-type-era. I just made that up but I imagine the dust bowl and this song would have had tea.
That's all for now.
Happy New Year!
xo
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