Jehovah's Witneses woke me up this morning with pamphlets about masturbation being "ungodly". They must've been pretty frightened when they saw me answer the door with mascara all around my eyes, my ratty bathrobe on, and my hair all crazy, b/c they just handed me the "good word" and backed away.




...red wine, Hello Kitty Meowberry pop-tarts, hot sauce, chicory coffee, chinese herbs, Creole spices... and detox tea.

I have been eating only ramen noodles and mac and cheese for five days since my husband has been out of town. The only good meal that I've had was in NYC Sunday night, where I had some spicy falafel.
However, that meal was ruined when I saw this....



...went on top of my best friend's roof to toss it on the street (seemed like a good idea, as we couldn't flush it and she doesn't have a garbage can.)


...no, she doesn't wear underwear.

...tried to land it in some people's shopping bags, but it landed just behind them...this was shot right afterward.



...the couple stopped walking, looked up, shrugged and kept going..."No big deal, just dead mice falling from the sky. Whatev'."

So the move to NYC is looking good. I met with my new employer, and took a tour of their facility...






Recieved an e-mail today saying that I got the internship (unpaid) for an art library in the Upper East side of Manhattan. It would be a good foot in the door for me, but the hours are pretty brutal, meaning that I would have to wake up before 1pm, which is actually pretty hard for me.
I also spoke with my old roommate, and she mentioned an artist who needs an assistant. So, if I combine all of these things, and add a service industry job just for some extra cash on top, I will be all set. Now just to find a place to live. I don't know if I can afford to live in the East Village, but that is certainly my top choice.
Moving there would be much easier than taking the train in several times a week.



...plus, I really need some time alone.
The heat wasn't working on the train Sunday night. It was awful! Damn you, cold weather!



Image is blurry b/c my hands were shaking so badly from the cold. I lost my gloves when I puked on them a few weeks ago...long story, but I have lost three pairs of gloves in the past 2 mos.

Other than that, not too much to say! I have no idea what I am doing for Thanksgiving. I really hate that holiday. Sitting around and gorging on boring foods. I usually just go for a heaping mound of mashed potatoes with half a stick of butter on top.
My family is pretty dysfunctional, so I don't have any good memories of us all sitting around the table, listening to stories from elder family members, etc. No, it's usually a bit more colorful than that. Think food being thrown. And food poisoning. In fact, the last big family Thanksgiving that I attended (14 years ago) I ended up in the hospital puking bile and hanging on for my life. No thanks! I will be ordering a pizza or getting take-out Chinese food.
Hope you guys have a good one, whatever that means to you


Eddie Murphy- BOOGIE IN YOUR BUTT

Images from my favorite photographer, Joel-Peter Witkin.
From Wikipedia:
"Witkin claims that his vision and sensibility were initiated by an episode he witnessed when he was just a small child, a car accident that occurred in front of his house in which a little girl was decapitated. He also claims that the difficulties in his family were an influence for his work too. His favourite artist is Giotto, but the most obvious artistic influences on his work are Surrealism, particularly Max Ernst, and Baroque art. His photographic techniques draw on early Daguerreotypes and on the work of E. J. Bellocq.



His work often deals with such themes as death, corpses (or pieces of them) and various outsiders such as dwarves, transsexuals, hermaphrodites and physically deformed people. His complex tableaux often recall religious episodes or famous classical paintings. Because of the transgressive nature of the contents of his pictures, his works have been labeled exploitative and have sometimes shocked public opinion. His art was often marginalized because of this challenging aspect.





He employs a highly intuitive approach to the physical process of making the photograph, including scratching the negative, bleaching or toning the print, and an actual hands-in-the-chemicals printing technique. This experimentation began after seeing a 19th-century ambrotype of a woman and her ex-lover who had been scratched from the frame."







I am 100% donating my body to him when I die, I love it!

Just discovered that this video is an explicit homage to Witkin...I had no idea! It's so obvious now that I watch it again, it's been years since I have seen it...



My specialties in photography are cyanotype and Van Dyke printing processes.
They are pretty inconvenient to specialize in, as I can't just mix up cyanide in my kitchen, unfortunately.
I start using a local darkroom again in less than a month! I am so excited, I have been away from photography for a while now. Now I just have to get the chemicals, but I have found that most science/toy stores for kids have them.

Example of a cyanotype


Example of a Van Dyke print

I know that I just made a post last night (so go read that!), but I just found these old pics from an independent modeling deal in New Orleans...
I think that these were about 2 years ago...
I was at this shoot for 8 fucking hours. Yeah.
We did stop for naked pizza eating, which was a lot of fun.
That fucking straw hat pic cracks me up. And dig the hairy armpits, man!

WTF. Disclaimer: prepare to be filled with dread, horror, and disgust. You have been warned! This guy has -very- extreme views.



Diary of An Unborn Child

Story of An Alcoholic Father

Lil' Markie's LiveJournal


....just disturbing. Turn up the volume and wait until 01:07. The laughter really creeps me out. I am thoroughly disturbed.

PS- b/c some of you asked for it, I have a wishlist now...I want to add more stuff to it, but can't access it right now for some reason
keep me out of trouble by keeping me at home with books!