When I think about last Monday and now, the clock from Salvador Dali's Persistence of Memory comes to mind. Maybe it's my lack of a consistent routine. Motivation, perhaps. As a post undergraduate, this is a struggle that I'm trying not to beat myself upon because the reality of post-grad life situation's take time for the most part; so basically, I'm trying to somewhat enjoy the fact I don't have a real life job (or part time for that matter) and just sulk in time for things such as creating art and other whatnot that I can do while I'm still young. *Praise the lord for my rents who do not totally nag of my situation, yet* They say patience is a virtue, right?
Luckily for me, this dragging week and half-ish had been a productive and tid bit neat one.
MONDAY
That afternoon consisted of an unplanned theme of plein air painting, spontaneous even. I originally was going to paint fresh flowers in a vase but my view of my own winter wonderland of a backyard caught my vision to capture that instead.
WEEKEND
The art gallery I intern at has an artist-in-residence program, which involves artists around the world to create a body of work and to state what their concepts that go into the work, within a certain time frame to create all. One of the artists in this program I had the pleasure of assisting with name Rebecca, (check her stuff > > > rebeccanoone.com) and although we didn't get to constantly work side by side, I got the time to know about her concepts in her work as well as see some of her work too since she is mainly a conceptual artist. Sadly, she left on Sunday to go back to Toronto; a couple of days before that she gave me a record of a band I never heard. Plus look how rad the design cover is. My love for vintage will always be of existence but unfortunately having a record player isn't. So naturally living in the current year of 2015, I checked out a couple of their songs on YT & instantly was hooked. Heck yes, for new music recommendations! If you like randomness of wordy lyrics and robot-like funk beats, take a gander at the tunes. And all I have to say is . .
Tom Tom Club, where have you been all of my life?!
And thank you OH SO MUCH for this, Rebecca!
Tom Tom Club, where have you been all of my life?!
And thank you OH SO MUCH for this, Rebecca!
*I got 3.27 in my pocket* . . OK OK, I won't go Macklemore on ya, but I did do some unexpected thrifting that was worth spending. For the longest time, I have always wanted a thick, simple white sweater. And now I happily own one. The language I believe a simple white sweater says I'm comfy and chic without looking a slob, non? Oui, très chic.
Turtle, Turtle. Neck.
Turtle, Turtle. Neck.
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So basically we all know buying a sweater with just pocket change is the way to end a weekend/week? Well of course it does.
XOXO.
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