Note to Self...

I don't feel like having structure in my life just yet.

Be financially unstable
Wait tables
Odd jobs
Shitty apartments
Travel
BE YOUNG!

...inevitably I will be PO Bayla of the LAPD.

From now, 3 (maybe 5) years will be enough to lolligag in this young life.

At least then I'll be able to arrest people for visually assaulting me

Labor and Delivery

So yesterday I was supposed to go to Fingerprints for Band of Skull's free show. Instead of raging at Emma's kick ass bass skills... I gave birth.


So all I was expecting to do was drive to the hospital and wait for the husby. Instead the nurse Sarah Palin cornered me to hold the head and the legs! JESUS! I did not sign up for that!!! Somehow I found the situation HILARIOUS! So I'm there trying my best to hold my laugh in between pushes... graphic and all...

I pass out for 2 seconds and there went Kennedy.

NO EPIDURAL REQUIRED

Anyway...
So I'm here freeloading off of the wifi wearing my sister's hospital gown and walking around the hallway saying "I just gave birth" and shocking the shit out of people. It's pretty funny!

...the gown, by the way, makes a pretty interesting dress when draped properly! (its already in my purse. i'm sure torrance wont miss a little blue gown...)

Nosaj Random

"Im drinking red stripe on a roof top"
"I'm standing next to flying lotus? This is so LA."

"Hey! ESKMO is sexy!"

So there went my Sunday. Randomly decided at the last minute. This Nosaj kid was pretty good I have to admit. I was unable to capture it in picture as I was much too busy recording for V. Who by the way tried to get us killed by NOT wearing anything!!!

Missing Since....

Feist and Beck and Skip Spence

Record Club: Skip Spence "Weighted Down" from Beck Hansen on Vimeo.

I cried for joy when Cat txtd me specifically about this. It has been forever since I've heard of anything new from my main girl!

Ps...
Did I mention I've been sick with NOT the Ebola for the past 3 days! My German connect told me to drink Gin and Tonic in my emaciated state! I think thats one of the best cure advise since Mallory told me to "DRINK TEA BITCH!"

Gurl! You Ghetto!

I received the text 2 hours prior. Only two words mattered: Likke Li and Echoplex. Had I known it was a USC event, I would have thrown a fit. Thank the beer gods Pabst was present.

Hipsters and Pee Wee Herman

V

Mary

Hjerling
Pabst

Not as Fancy as My Pants...

"HEEEEEEY!" -Drunk Girl

Likke Li and Wu Tang

Self Explanatory

YES!

He has soft hair

Vandalism

The Brite Spot
Shopping at 2am

I love you

Today I sent a massive text message telling my friends I love them.

Half of them thought I was drunk and the other on my death bed. But they all said I love you.

Haha! I love my friends.

And I love you too.

Hotter Shots!

Ok so I did this shoot for Sweets for The Soul with KP in Atwater. I REAAAALLY like her special brownies!

PS...
That sure cover is ridiculous-- not in a good way!
The text should be "How NOT To Look Like A Fierce Gay Tranny When You Are A Woman!"

.

She said...

The stage is really set for tragedy

...something something about men and women being incoherently polar opposites

Then I said...

I disagree

... Someone is always made for somebody something something about being made just for one person and one person only. But the tragedy lies in never finding that person. The tragedy lies in something something about accepting what lies before you. The tragedy lies in something something about willing yourself to be happy.

I wish i remember what I said.

It was a rather.... hazy conversation.

...you must have fallen from the sky

...for daul

when your mind's made up/
there's no point in talkin

I LIKE TO FORK MYSELF

I think JD captured her so perfectly.

Daul Kim
1989-2009

I'm really sad.
...enough to use this :'(
...and i hate emoticons!

reading all the comments on her blog made me teary eyed.

she wrote with all her heart.

not a care as to who reads it. not a care of what they will think.

to find out something so beautiful ended

is much more painful during a beautiful night

that it keeps you grounded

yet another pointless vandalism....

Last night I was having such a difficult time finding my swagger with doing a simple illustration of F. Scott Fitzgerald. The drawing part is easy enough... but its the swagger... MY swagger that I can't find!


And then the topic of feeling like crap came along. And then I remembered that one time when I was driving from East LA on the Olympic Art Deco style bridge going toward DTLA. I was feeling like crap after a long day of work and just feeling really down when I passed by an overpass with the largest piece of letters I've ever seen. It read: YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL.... in big bold block orange letters. It honestly made my day and gave me the biggest smile.

...and just 30 minutes ago... I had the sudden urge to vandalize something and I came up with this:But I couldn't find my brushes... So I used the next best thing: an airplane toothbrush from Asiana (best airline EVER!!!)

Have you ever painted with a toothbrush? It's the weirdest feeling. It feels like you're brushing a surface clean, but you can't because you're vandalizing your neighbor's garage wall. Its almost cathartic. Like you're instilling those words onto your skin until you've scrubbed yourself raw.

And then it dawned onto me... maybe the reason why I find illustrations such a pain is because I'd rather be vandalizing really huge things!

Apostrophe

I've almost forgotten that I even wrote this article!

This is how I got acquainted with Heff's work and she is RIDONKALOUS! Now if you ever find yourself in the cheeky *wink wink* Left Bank of Paris... make sure you go to the Apostrophe Hotel.

So bad it hurts

Have you ever wanted something so badly that it hurts?

I just want to be an illustrator living in a small warehouse in Little Tokyo. Is that so bad?

And what is sad is that I'm not doing anything about. I've been so preoccupied with being everything else that I've forgotten what I really wanted.

Yes I can do this and I can do that. But I am so lost. No style. Nothing.

Lately

So I've been a terrible blogger of late... well at least regarding work and such. So here is what came in the office while I was away: Melissa "The Boss" Diner's shoot at Rex Botique, Aynouk Tan of L'OFFICIEL at Weber's and Anna at Konk.

Also, Becky and NatASS reprinted on Lemon Tree Korea. HOLLA!

RayLi Magazine- September 09

RayLi Magazine- July 2009

LEMON TREE Magazine Korea- July 2009

Analog

Independent short.
Can you be anymore 'hipster'?

I think we did really well playing hipster.

On Gayley, while Kellen was getting in a an argument with an old man about how loud his bike was, these bros were like "hey man! you guys dress to impress! the jacket, the hat..." We didn't complement his clothing.

And while we were passing by The Brite Spot, this hipster guy said hi to us.

I think we passed!

Haha! Suck on that hipsters!

the death of me

I think I am glad that TOPSHOP is nowhere near this side of the pond because I will never be tempted or be allowed to buy a pair of sequined leggings that cost $79. If it is, it will be the death of me...

...that and a big, buff and burly Irish man who lives in the country.

Yup. Those two will be the death of me. The end of life as I know it.

Masquerade Ghettotech

The lovely ladies of Post Fact hosted a Masquerade Party at the Unknown Theater. 5 with 10 without.


A stolen fake plant, a piece of duct tape and one Elboob Room later... Geofferey, Africa, Joe the alligator wrestler and Edith the flapper come out to play.