50 Cent Come to Town

Today 50 Cent came to Macy's at 5pm.

At 11am this morning there was one guy waiting to meet him.

He was a 17 year old white guy who was reading his Harry Potter book to pass time.

Nothing more street than Harry Potter. Although I don't doubt that 50 Cent has read at least one of the books.


-and somedays they last longer than others...so today I'm just going to count my freckles. love always, jane

Making Christmas Tra La La La

Mission: create a sexy/cute Christmas tree on this bust form.

Step one: KKK? Crafted out of old tablecloths and random scraps of wire and ribbon are the undergarments.


Step two: The Land of Oz? A good base leads to a beautiful finnished product. Props on the photobomb, Mallory.


Step three: Lights to add magic.


Step four: CANDY! And a jingle bell necklace!


Step five: Sprinkle in fahionable ladies and oversized ornaments.


Step six: Place presents under the tree.


And there you have it. Perhaps Matthew Barney will walk into Macy's and demand to see
The creator of the cute and sexy Christmas tree. Then he'll sweep me away to be his costume maker, and I'll meet Elijah Wood.

-and somedays they last longer than others...so today I'm just going to count my freckles. love always, jane

Slumber Party

Before:


After:


I've been working overnighters at work to set Christmas. And although it messes up my sleeping habbits, I do like the change in daily life. I get to see certain hours of the day that I might not notice.
Example:
6am full moon over the pacific ocean. It follows me as I walk to my front door.



Example:
2:30pm. After waking up and eating some leftover pizza I go and sit in my backyard. The weather is literally perfect; sunny, 76 degrees, small breeze. The birds in the tree above me are going wild. I took off my slippers so that the wind can tickle through my toes.




-and somedays they last longer than others...so today I'm just going to count my freckles. love always, jane

Poker

Don't know what it means to be high or low, but I've been betting all my chips away (garden vegtable wheat thins). Thug life Ecko Unltd. cards.



-and somedays they last longer than others...so today I'm just going to count my freckles. love always, jane

Pen and Ink

Was just looking back on my sketch book, and came across this little bit of writing:

"Sometimes I wish I had a fabulous blog.
Pages of pictures of the fantastic clothes I wear,
the beautiful people i eat blue cheese stuffed olives with, my latest haircut or fashion accessories.
But I'm such a bad speller.
And have horrible punctuation.
And I'm lazy.
Would rather be watching MTV.
I'm just scared my blog would be lame.
And that would suck.
Nothings more sucky than a bad blog.
Bad blogs don't rock.
Sluts rock."

Looks like I stopped listening to my inner critic.
Middle fingers to the sky.
50 Cent is coming to Macy's in December!


-and somedays they last longer than others...so today I'm just going to count my freckles. love always, jane

Wanted:
One pair of sock garters.


A rumpled sock is never a good sock.


-and somedays they last longer than others...so today I'm just going to count my freckles. love always, jane

I'm Baaaack

A red velvet painting:





I moved closer to the ocean:






I went to Brooklyn for bunnyteeths wedding:






She made her dress (amazing). I did too (only slightly cool):






What's "black funger"?






My latest Christmas mural entitled "Blood Christmas." They asked for urban street, the only streets I know are stained in blood.





My new snuggle partner:





I still love kitties:








-and somedays they last longer than others...so today I'm going to count my freckles. love always, jane