Once in a while, I have to make myself do something that scares me a little. So, I volunteered to be the art director on a friend's team for this competition.
Our genre and the required elements weren't revealed until the start of the 48 hour period. At first, we were like this:
As the hours disappeared, it began to feel like a few of us might need one or two of these:
But it all came together and we somehow managed to make a short film in only 48 hours. So then, we felt like this:
Our entry was chosen as one of the 23 "Best Of" (out of 132).
Air high-fives alla round!
Even if it doesn't win anything, it was still a totally worthwhile experience.
EXTRA EXTRA Special thanks to Alex and the Bob Baker Marionette Theater (
http://bobbakermarionettes.com/) for letting us invade for a few hours on a Saturday morning!!!!
Doing some costume work on the set of "Obake" (Screenplay and direction by Jules Aguimatang).
Just something that I did for fun. I would totally buy it, if only for the duet with Missy Elliot.
This was what I sold at the "L.A. Myth" show recently. My linty pocket now has a little something in it. It's a self portrait, of sorts.
My friend C.J.'s pancreas was being a punk and causing her a lot of pain, so I made her a new one. She named it "Sugar Daddy." This one is hand washable and easier to fix.
I made my friend/victim here out of assorted fibers, including hand-made felt 'organs.' Yum! When I started this, I intended to make some hand-felted 'steak.' Then, it morphed into a whole cardiovascular system. To make it even weirder, the 'heart' in the tongs squeaks when you squeeze it. It's been in a couple of shows... and each time, I caught a few ballsy people playing with it in the gallery...which made me very, very happy! Barney is next on my hit list.
I dyed the fibers myself and then hand-wove it on a floor loom. Considering it's only a few months old, this scarf is more well travelled than some people I know. It took a trip up to Northern California so my sister could wear it during her commencement ceremony at HSU. Then, it made it's way back down here, I over-dyed the whole thing in a fiery red, and wore it to my own graduation so that friends and family could spot me as I floated in the ocean of blah choir robes.
Charcoal
Yeah, it's a copy (and it's a bit smeary because my fixative didn't work very well). But, I did it by sight. Replica of John Singer Sargent's 1916 portrait of Mrs. Richard D. Sears
