Trying to acquaint myself more with masking fluid. Unfortunately I have no imagination or skill.
Posts tagged paint.
These goddamn birds will be the death of me! What the hell am I even doing?
Testing out my overpriced watercolour book. Thank you Eckerslys and your 1000% stock mark-up…
Anyway I am a giant Mad Men fan girl and January Jones is the penultimate babe.
The weather was so nice today that I sat outside and painted all day. Being stuck at home has its advantages I suppose!
I’m not really an artist. I just pretend sometimes. Though I am becoming gradually more satisfied with the things I do.
Oh my god! Natalie is one of my favourite people in the whole world and I’m not so quietly chuffed that she has made such a lovely piece from one of my self-portraits.
shona the fox. these may or may not look better in real life, i don’t know.
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I chose this picture because this is my way of procrastinating from studying the day before my Cognitive Processes midterm. It so clearly represents my overarching foxiness and my ‘3 Cognition Lectures* in one day’ face. How am I single?! Rest assured that my mind is boggled…
Gettin’ my hair re-did on Wednesday (as I’m sure you’re all as excited as I am for). As much as I have grown to love having coloured hair that so closely resembles urine…or Lady Gaga
*could also be replaced by Perception Lectures later in the week
‘The Smoking Room’ by Caitlin Shearer
Caitlin is an incredibly talented young illustrator from my native Central Coast and based in Sydney. I have been following her work for years now and her plethora of languid and ethereal beauties never ceases to impress and delight me!
I highly recommend looking at her blog or flikr if you haven’t already (or again if you have!). I daresay that you shan’t be disappointed
Drawing again. I only seem to motivate myself to do these things when I have a thousand more important things to do! I need a muse. The pages of i-D are sufficient, but I need something more whole than fashion magazines. Something special
Any ideas?
bump in the night
Radio's jammed up with talk show stations just talk, talk, talk, talk, 'til you lose your patience
