Sunday, November 29, 2009

Ladies

Since I was a little girl I've loved ladybugs.
They've even creeped into my artwork...
My grandmother would always speak of their good luck whenever we'd see them together.
With their recent flock to the interior of my parents' home,
Gram again reminded me of the the good fortune they would bring me.

Below is a memorial to the sweet ladies that resided in my parents' home before their untimely deaths by Raid. A few of them beat the odds though...

R.I.P lil' gals<3


















xo ac

Friday, November 27, 2009

Regretsy

Regretsy.com: a new found source of entertainment at the expense of those less artistically fortunate.
"So, let’s see. There’s a black satin headband, and a burgundy bow, and a gold and white charm, and what else what else . . oh yeah, A GIANT FUCKING BIRD GLUED TO YOUR HEAD"
"Okay, what happened here? It looks like her tits caught fire and she tried to put it out with her purse."

"You know, it’s unnerving enough that there’s someone out there, painstakingly making polymer replicas of your cooter. But it really gets weird in the description:

After purchasing, send me a convo describing your vagina: the shape of your inner and outer labia, colors, how much or how little your inner labia extend out from your outer labia, how well hidden your clitoris is, is it heavily hooded, or can you see it fairly easily?

Yeah, I don’t think so. If I’m going to spend that much time online talking to a stranger about my pussy, I better be playing with myself."

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Videophone




I've been listening to Queen B's album on repeat recently at work.
And I just watched this video today at said location.
For all you crazy ladies, concerned citizens, conspiracy theorists, and humans observing the times, this video is on some shit.


You just gotta look past the thighs...


With sex, lies, and video phones,
xoacxoacxoacxoacxoacxoacxoacxoacxoacxoac

Thursday, November 19, 2009

The Vagina Monologue...


As I sat here last night, wrapping presents for our upcoming window installation at Trinity Framing I was laughing about how wrapping boxes first in pink paper and then covering them with tan paper made me think they were like a bunch of weird vaginas...and that our window was going to be a bunch of framed art popping out of vaginas...and I wondered if that was a good or bad thing...undertones of sexuality seem to find their way into everything we do as a collective so I feel like its normal for us...and hell I just saw a commercial the other day that used boobs and an ass to advertise workout shoes, so how far off are accidental vagina presents advertising frames, really? Anyway, stop by to see the window after November 22nd. Trinity Framing, 3rd and Bainbridge Streets...

Friday, November 13, 2009

Yo back when...



Someone sent me a link to this article on Animal Mummies and its amazing to me how much time and care and ceremony went into handling the dead...even their animals were mummified and given fancy final resting places...it acts as a reminder of what jerks we are nowadays...

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Oh baby baby...


As life would have it, I just so happened to give birth to little Ms. Olivia Rae Jackson Grant on Friday, October 23 at 4:15am. She came into the world as I like to say "quick like a bunny" via an amazingly fast and wonderful home birth. She weighed 6lbs 5oz at birth and is 19 1/2 inches long. She's a total doll and I couldn't have wished for a more wonderful little lady.

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

indigo



Two weeks ago a friend called to invite me to have my aura photographed with her at the Padlock Gallery by a visiting "galactic channel, spiritual counselor, visionary speaker, and existensial alchemist" named Ackbar.

Here is the best definition I could find regarding how the photo is produced:

"This is classified as a biofeedback apparatus. Our technologies produce an electronic interpretation of what we believe the Aura would looks like. It does not photograph the actual Aura. There's nothing that exists which can do this. The camera actually moves through two processes. It takes about eight to ten seconds to take an aura portrait. In the first two seconds the Polaroid camera snaps the portrait. In the remaining six to eight seconds, the biofeedback apparatus measures the electral potential along the meridian points of the palm of the hand, then converts that information into an electrical frequency and displays this as colors and pattern which are shown directly over the portrait to represent the Aura. The aura photos are brighter than the aura seen by psychics, because we amplify the signal. "
When Ackbar did my reading, he talked not only about the meaning of the individual colors, but also their relationship to the different chakras. In my case, he saw primarily indigo (along with blue and purple) which generally indicates a search for truth, but also psychic abilities (say wha??) which emanated from the "third eye" and crown chakras.
Since having my aura photographed, I've been doing research online regarding the strength and energy associated with color. I found a really intriguing website which clearly spells out the strengths, weakness, abilities and ailments associated with each color and chakra, and goes on to describe ways in which you can use color to improve your life. The part that I found most exciting was "color breathing."
If asked why I choose to paint instead of some other medium, I would probably talk about it's relationship to drawing. But, of the all the formal characteristics of paint, color is by far the most important to me. I often use flat shapes, or in some cases fields, of color to lend to my paintings a certain moodiness or psychological weight. In the past, I have just thought of it as my personal, somewhat eccentric, palette. I am pretty psyched to learn more about these ancient associations of specific colors to the body and spirit, and I can sense this becoming much more important in some upcoming paintings...