detailed nails.

canvas moccasins and fine literature.

a pair of beauties.

a pattern and fur.

a puppy comrade.

a gilded tumbler.

eye coverage in bang form.

while looking through old files i came across this photo and remembered cold brooklyn winter/springs years ago.

this was a favorite drink of those days. champagne and pink sorbet.

and now i’m kind of dying for one. i will definitely be making these for some future vondelpark picnics.

a yarn elephant from africa.

bits of my bag.

i am loved.

i feel like i’ve lived many lives. perhaps a common feeling for a 26 year old. but i really do not know. they are all so different. the colors and smells of them are burned in different corners of my mind. turpentine and cigarettes with savannah street gravel. hot restaurant kitchens then office desks. chinese factories. a sailboat and behind a bar.  poetry and paintings. harlem in the winter and brooklyn in the summer. a fresh fire and bicycles, automobiles, and airplanes. and now northern europe. through the scattering of it all, here are some things that over time have stuck with me.

fur coats and hair cuts.

i have 15 fur coats. and have changed the hairs probably more than 15 times.

psycho killer.

the love of my life is a little tuxedo cat named psycho killer. he died in my arms on my last birthday. i miss him everyday and i want to cry every time i hear the talking heads song ‘psycho killer’ (his namesake).

things. and things.

i am a collector in the most obnoxious of ways. i hold on to everything and then hang them on the walls and put them into piles. i keep multiples of things. the 15 furs coats, 4 typewriters, 20 or so mason jars. i will probably never stop.

guns and tattoos.

if you ask me to shoot guns with you i will always say yes. i will also save all the bullet casings.

likewise if you ask me to go get a tattoo with you. i will always say yes. i already know my next one will be a little drawing of an angel psycho killer.

in the past 6 months i have taken on the hobby of puppet making. with some hopes that in a few years i’ll be confident enough in my puppet master skills and try to profit from them. when we moved here i had to leave behind a lot of things. and my sewing machine was one of them. so i’m back to hand sewing the puppets, which is what i originally did until i became a lazy machine dependent person.

so yesterday i made this little fellow.

and gave him a fairly minimal color scheme.

next i am working on painting this guy.

but, that is for tomorrow. right now it is rose wine and painting my nails with glitter.