A Dramatic Interpretation

August 14, 2020

Here is a very dramatic interpretation of a hot and humid summer day in the city. The only thing left to do this day was find some shade and roll around in it because it was too hot to do anything else. Not that wearing gloves during this time of the year makes any sense, but what makes any sense at all these days anyways, huh? Nothing has truly made sense since March. Last February, I never thought the world would be where it is now. 2020 started off as a positive extension of 2019, which felt like a successful, productive, happy and loving year, and I only expected 2020 to be that but even more. But looking back now, there was a lot more about 2019 that I can only see now. It was fast-paced but exhausting. As soon as I stopped doing one thing, I started doing something new without a breathe before diving into it. It wasn’t until I started breathing in-between steps today, that I can look book and notice where I didn’t before. And this has brought me to realize so much more about myself that maybe I never would have had before if the world didn’t face a crisis. Deep down inside I have a pang that everything happens for some sort of reason. Or at least, I am trying to find my own meaning of it all to help me navigate the empty space that seems to endlessly lie in front of me. Trying to find something tangible. This grass below me that I am lying on? I felt its tangibility in the moment, it’s living and breathing realness, and that was all that I allowed to matter to me then and there . That feeling is what I painted on my empty space of white paper that was filling up my head. I will continue to sense out these tangibilities that I face and bring them to life internally, externally, and in any way that I can because it is helping me feel hopeful. 2020 has been full of unpredictable drama that has left me speechless sometimes, but where other times I am left with all the words in the world. The days I have words to express, are the days I find healing. 

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A Self Portrait

August 14, 2020

Dress by Self Portrait

My creative vision for my here and now makes every single day feel more effortless amongst the chaos. I find myself craving more and more each day the beauty that comes with inconsistency and imperfection, and appreciating more and more what I’ve overlooked in the past. Tomorrow’s unpredictability has lit a hopeful fire within to take every little thing and create from it something substantial for today because today must count for something. And that is how we move forward. Today’s blue sky, the wind in my hair, the squint of my eye in the sun, the deep breath I take in the morning, the weight of the hand of my partner … they all count towards feelings today that give me hope for tomorrow.

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Reconstructed Wedding Dress

August 2, 2020

This is probably the oldest dress I own. A vintage wedding dress that was reconstructed into a modern day mini. I would have worn it on my actual wedding day if I found it in the depths of my closet two years ago. But I’m rediscovering it today. Better late than never, huh. This is one of those pieces that feels closer to my heart. How cool would it be with an oversized leather jacket thrown over it for fall? 

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