Life on the Subway

I take the G and L train daily to get to school. While I was walking to transfer, I saw this paper posted on a tile pole and I thought it was so interesting. "Jesus Takes Bad Dreams, Ask God." There are so many philosophical connotations with this phrase, but its just in a subway passageway. My interpretation of this phrase is that Jesus is just as human as us and will take any dream, even if it is "bad." But God, religiously-speaking, is the "father." The father knows best, he is strong enough to tell you what is wrong and compassionate enough to tell you what you can do instead. Also, God is truthful.

I think this image sums up the physical state of majority of New Yorkers after work. (oh yeah and Parsons Fashion students) :)

AHHHH!!! STOP THE VIRGENSS!!!!

Karen O, the wonderful, sensational singer of the fucking art punk group ' YEAH YEAH YEAHS!' recently wrote, organized, and performed in the psycho opera "Stop the Virgens" at St. Ann's Warehouse in Dumbo, Brooklyn.

"Stop the Virgens" is described as "an assault on the tragic joys of youth, fever dreams drenched in visual seduction, a cathartic spell spun through a cycle of nine songs." Its a visual, visceral, and sound-moving experience that has a narrative, but merely acts as a guide for the songs and music of the opera. The band is a quite extensive group of notable musicians in the music industry, Nick Zinner (music director too)and Brian Chase from the YYYs, Money Mark, Patrick Keeler, Jack Lawerence, and Jason Grisell just to name a few.

I was helping out the costumes for the show and the process was amazing. Christian Joy is so creative and sparkly (she likes sequins, anything sparkly) and down-to-earth. The costumes took a life on their own, especially a lobster claw for one costume. I just love her inspiration of historical costumes to add a "David Bowie" glam to them.



Fortunately, I went on opening night and it was such an amazing experience. Girls with white wigs with nothing but clothing strips wrapped around their chest and crotch. The whitest makeup on them and blood spewing out of their mouths. The music was playful and catchy, like much of Ms. O's music, which credits to the creative lyrics. In some songs, my whole body felt up because the sounds just hit some senses, it was cr-crazzyyy.



The show ran from Oct.12-22 (I should have posted this earlier but no one really reads my blog so its ok ;) )
Anyways, they might be releasing a CD of the compilation of the nine songs featured in "Stop the Virgens" so everyone can get a glimpse of the action of this thrill-ride of an opera!

Saville My Will!

Many of my past reflective journal entries were inspired by art work of Jenny Saville. She is an amazing, contemporary British painter that shows naked, curvy women in questionable, even erotic poses. She explores the life behind paint. Often, her portraits and paintings are up front, flesh-like representations of the manipulative quality that the human anatomy possesses. I personally admire her bluntness and crudeness to evolve certain human body parts into masses of meat. There is a certain seductive quality to the enormity of her bodies. In all, her exploration of the body displayed them not only as this anatomical beings but solid masses that had a physical depth and a psychological depth, especially with the poses and facial expressions of her models.

Ms. Jenny Saville is from Cambridge, England and is currently living and working in Oxford, England. She attended Glasglow School of Art, University of Cincinnati on a 6-month scholarship, and Slade School of Fine Art. During her stay in Ohio, Saville discovered "Lots of big women." The women were "big white flesh in shorts and T-shirts. It was good to see because they had the physicality that I was interested in" This interest was really explored more through her notable works of female bodies as masses of flesh.

This is the Queen Bee herself, Miss Jenny Saville.

SLUTWALK NYC 2011

"2, 4, 6, 8, Stop the Violence, Stop the Hate!"

Girls with bras, girls with no bras, candy-colored hair, fish nets, stilettos, 6-inch heels, thongs, tight clothing, short shorts, tacky make-up, a whole trainy mess was causing up a storm from Union Square to Broadway and 2nd Avenue.

What is going on with the world today?

Today was NYC Slutwalk and it was fucking bad-ass.

Slutwalk started from an incident that occurred in Toronto, Ontario, Canada when a police officer stated that "women should avoid dressing like sluts" to remain safe. The comment outraged the whole female community of North America with the degrading tone from an unlikely perspective.

The protest was a march with many young women dressed ordinarily or provocatively, like a "slut." It was exciting, loud, and powerful. Many chants and just a great experience!

"NYPD, Rape is a felony!"