art journal video & page
This lady totally looks like she has a black eye. I keep accidentally giving them black eyes- I just want the eyes & lids to look different (for some reason) and it ends up with somebody getting some face punching. Maybe my subconscious is telling me something (stop punching so many faces? punch MORE faces? yeah that’s probably it)
Also bonus page:
I made a video for this but deleted it for some reason. I’ve often thought of doing some kind of artist book based on my dreams but I haven’t gotten much farther than “lol I should do that some day.” But I should do that some day (lol).
Jeez you guys, you couldn’t pay me to sit down and make some crap lately. I don’t know why. I should probably read my own blog about staying in the habit and blah blah Wife Swap is on.
artist: diem chau
Untitled
Sisters
Long Braid
Chau combines common mediums and common means to create delicate vignettes of fleeting memory, gesture and form, resulting in works that combine egalitarian sensibility and minimalist restraint. Her work touches on the value of Storytelling, Myths and its ability to connect us to each other through cultural and humanistic similarities. Chau’s current work drifts into new territory by exploring the periphery of the narrative, moments forgotten and faded, or too brief to retain.
What I’ve Been Told
art journal video: stop making your own life difficult
I use Windows Movie Maker because I’m not very fancy, but I swear that program has it in for me. I used to find editing the videos to be pretty easy but lately I’ve been having so many issues with it, hence some jumpy transitions. Bah! Any good free programs out there? Obviously I’m not going to PAY for anything are you crazy.
Also, I know this blog has kind of turned into a dumping spot for my youtube videos. It’s weird, now that I have people looking/commenting I have this weird stage fright! Or blog fright? Either way. I love exchanging with people but at the same time it’s weird knowing I’m being watched. Back in the day I would just throw my posts into the void of the internet and assume nobody was reading them. 
Anyway, I will try to get over my performance anxiety and do something other than just videos…tomorrow. 
witkacy
So apparently I’m moving this weekend – somebody canceled on their lease at the last minute so we had like a week’s notice (we’re moving 6 floors down to a bigger unit which is gonna be awesommme). In going through all my books while packing I found one on Witkacy, aka Stanislaw Ignacy Witkiewicz. It’s all in Polish so who knows what the eff it says. But the pictures are cool:
Nena Stachurska
I went to visit his house in Zakopane on some field trip or another – the only thing I remember is that he would keep track of which type/amount of drugs he was on while making the piece to see how they affected his work. Wiki confirms my memory:
After 1925, and taking the name ‘Witkacy’, the artist ironically re-branded the paintings which provided his economic sustenance as The S.I. Witkiewicz Portrait Painting Firm, with the motto: “The customer must always be satisfied”. Several grades of portrait were offered, from the merely representational to the more expressionistic and the narcotics assisted. Many of his paintings were annotated with mnemonics listing the drugs taken while painting a particular painting, even if this happened to be only a cup of coffee. He also varied the spelling of his name, signing himself Witkac, Witkatze, Witkacjusz, Vitkacius and Vitecasse — the last being French for “breaks quickly”.
Maria Nawrocka
In the postwar period, Communist Poland’s Ministry of Culture decided to exhume Witkiewicz’s body, move it to Zakopane, and give it a solemn funeral. This was carried out according to plan, though no one was allowed to open the coffin that had been delivered by the Soviet authorities.
On November 26, 1994, the Polish Ministry of Culture and Art ordered the exhumation of the presumed grave of Witkiewicz in Zakopane. Genetic tests on the remaining bones proved that the body had belonged to an unknown woman — a final absurdist joke, fifty years after the publication of Witkacy’s last novel.
Falsz kobiety (Maryla Grossmanowa i autoportret)
Kompozycja z portretem podwójnym Marii i Wlodzimierza Nawrockich
There’s not a lot of info I can find on him but Witkacy.org has more drawings, paintings & photographs, as well as this gallery in Polish.
