Showing posts with label musings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label musings. Show all posts

Thursday, March 25, 2010

green dreams.


So, I bought a magazine yesterday, Peppermint, and, just like Frankie, I think I'll continue to save my pennies for it. It's all about 'fresh green fashion' and it's incredibly inspiring. It was also a surprise to see renee-anne on the front cover, whose blog I've been following for a while. She creates some very pretty illustrations, takes equally pretty photos, owns a vintage store, co-curates art shows with Leeloo, and 'repurposes to make pretty things'. She's a rather talented lady.
I've grown to be rather passionate about the environment of late. I've recently gone vegetarian and don't think I'll ever go back. It's made me feel so much healthier, almost pure in that I feel like its detoxified my body. We've also been trying to buy as much local and organic produce as possible, which turns out to be really satisfying as it tastes better and you're helping out and meeting some amazing and passionate families. I've also aimed to opp shop all year (save essentials of course), which has, so far- touch wood, been quite easy, cheap and fun. I keep learning about the many little things that i can do to make a difference, even if they're small, and sometimes I can't help but take up the challenge. I guess, if I don't do these little things, which realistically aren't going to dramatically change things, if at all, I feel incredibly guilty. It's also people with attitudes who believe that these little things won't make a difference to the future of the environment or the lives of destitute peoples, that are contributing to its continuance, if that makes sense. If everyone did little things to help, the world can and will be transformed. What I eat and how I spend my money are the only political acts I can do on a daily basis. It makes me wonder why more people in this community aren't doing extra to help, especially when it's not hard. Even kids at my school; they're educated, they understand how influential their behaviour is to the environment, to the world, but they choose to ignore. It escapes me how indolent and sheltered some people can be; I don't know how they can live and continue pretending that the luxury they live in is common throughout the world and will continue for the rest of mankind.


I've been thinking one day, if I was to ever open a gallery it would have an ethical purpose. All art that would be displayed and sold within the space would have been produced ethically, maybe conveying an ethical message too. Perhaps I could support artists who use purely recycled or organic materials, or maybe struggling aboriginal artists living in poverty in the northern territory who are being exploited by the fine arts industry. It would mean I could travel, visit remote or even poverty stricken communities, inside and outside Australia, and source artists utilising sustainable methods and practices. It's basically my three passions combined- art, travel and ethics both social and environmental.

I've also been thinking, which is most convenient as I should be studying for exams, that next year, if i have a gap year, I'd like to develop a body of work using only recycled and organic materials. I'm disappointed my visual arts major work won't be as environmentally friendly as I'd like, kind of contradicting the concept behind the work (how we, as people, have the ability to shape the environment and also how the environment shapes our identity). In Peppermint, they reviewed the book, Green Guide for Artists. It's the kind of book I wish I wrote myself. I'm so very eager to get my grubby mitts on it pages and exploit it, once my life is redeemed that is.


My rant is thereby concluded :)

illustrations by renee-ann from her flickr

Monday, July 20, 2009

Saturday, July 4, 2009

lookbook?

I'd make, or at least try to make, my boyfriend dress something like these fellas, if there wasn't such a word as "poofta". It's a word tossed around so lightly here. If a guy wears a scarf or basically anything other than boardies, jeans and a t-shirt, his sexuality is immediately questioned, or most often determined as gay. The males around here are incredibly boring style wise and I don't know whether or not its a personal decision.





Actually the more I think about it, the more I think it probably wouldn't suit him... ha
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Friday, June 19, 2009

Had the greatest lunch today: wood fired pizza and apple pie with the family and neighbours.
I'm so full it hurts.

But I now feel incredibly guilty. I've been reading about how 1 billion people world wide now suffer from hunger. The stats have risen by 100 million people due to the global financial crisis.

It's almost stupid how lucky we are here.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

"I don't know exactly what a prayer is. I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass, how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields, which is what I have been doing all day. Tell me, what else should I have done? Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon? Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" - The Summer Day, by Mary Oliver, via little gypsy

Saturday, June 6, 2009

dirty diana









I'm thinking of asking for a Diana+ Camera for my birthday? The photographs are only tiny but the results are a-maz-ing. Each photo is unique and unpredictable, I love it. If not this camera, I'll be after a Holga.
Have a peek at Miss Diana+ here


Friday, June 5, 2009

Half yearly resolution?

To paint a body of work ready to be sold or exhibited.


I've never really understood yearly resolutions. Why must you define your goals or start living how you want to from a specific date? Why not right now, from this very moment? It was only fitting I claim this as a half yearly resolution as it is ironically, and obviously, june. I've given up some things, things that have really mattered to me, to follow my passions, to live out these goals of mine. It may not be that realistic, a lot of my goals aren't, but it's where I get to through trying that matters in the end. I'm in a phenomenally philosophical mood.


Drinks and tunes with my people tonight!

illustrations by Clemens Habicht


So, If I was rebellious and shit, which I'm not, I'd leave home and follow some fancy dream of mine. I'd make like fire. I'd leave a little note on the kitchen table for my unassuming and proud parents. It'd be short and sweet, something like "fuck expectations, but I still love you". And with a thousand bucks or so, my paints, canvas, brushes, and a camera, I'd hitch-hike my way to the city. Maybe acquire swine flu along the way. From there I'd catch the next flight to France, or some equally appealing country and rely purely upon the kindness of strangers and bus shelters. My parents would be worried sick so I'd send them a post card with minimal yet reassuring details. SO... long story short, I'd hit the bucks big time with my paintings and what not. I'd get friendly with all the incredibly well dressed euros, my paintings would grace galleries and the pages of too many magazines. I'll go down in history.

Ha. I make myself chuckle.


Weekends are horrible when you know how much homework you've got to do. Procrastination is the only solution.


from here

p.s. Alice Dellal and I go way back.

AHHH. I have new friends on blogger!


lea seydoux from here

Thursday, June 4, 2009

For
once,
I
just
want
to
lose
control.

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

We run like thieves through the night, stealing hearts and stopping time.






I stole these from illustration royalty,
Kelly Smith, I swear I'm the biggest blog thief out. The model is Zippora Adora. I don't know if I'm more in love with the name or her. Consider the following as things I do know:
1. I lOVE the clothes in this shoot
2. I'm having withdrawals. Must.Have.Mosh.Pit.Now.
3. My name is ridiculously boring and regular.
4. Ruby is an erratic driver.
5. Chai tea is nothing less than heaven in a cup.
6. I haven't practiced French for an overly extended length of time.
7. My boyfriend considered buying me a polaroid camera but decided not to because 'the photo paper costs too much' ???!!!!???!!!


au revoir

Thursday, May 28, 2009

if only

I want a car so that, without warning, I'll be able to drive somewhere pretty and watch the sun fall beneath the horizon. As soon as I earn those P plates, I want to guide my wheels to the amazing gardens in Tilba. I'll sip on sweet chai lattes with daisies in my hair and take photographs of the sun through the leaves and pettles. I want to drive to the beach late at night, lie in the sand, wrapped in wool and name the stars with my dog beside me. I'll pick up my friends and we'll drive up the coast, rummaging through all the tiny second hand stores and come home smothered in garments that were too cheap to leave behind. If only.
images via girlmeetsnyc from bradford gregory

Monday, April 27, 2009