negative looks like shit on you

maybe if you lightened up things wouldn't hurt so bad

i hope your happy

i know i am

Drought

This heat will be the death of us all

Our creative spirits are in limbo

Some are thriving

Some are falling

I'm on the latter

Watching for snakes around every corner

My mind refuses to co-operate

My body wants to create

Although broken bones give way to excuses

I'd rather not take pity

I'd rather be strong and independent

Giving birth to something with meaning

I want to invoke reaction

I want to be rich

This heat will cease and I will be.

I will continue to live this way, no matter what they say...

I want to be in love, but I don't like commitment.
I want to change the world, but not rule it.
I want to smile, even when it rains.
I want to be the light that guides you through your days!

I have brought myself to new heights in the last few weeks, my vibration has never been this high naturally and it blows my mind how happy can simply roll over me at any moment! I am so in love with life and everything/everyone that is a part of it at this very moment. I thank those out there that are at my level and those below and above. You are all amazing and deserve to hear that everyday. I love you! Let's make the world a much better place for everyone!

Live life smile hug

Ear Cheese

It genuinely concerns me when my ear cheese doesn't smell like it usually does. As gross as that might sound, I'm sure I'm not the only person that may have encountered such a situation in the past, or will in the future. I suppose making a point to wash them in the shower makes the most sense.

ANYWAY~ I haven't woken up feeling this way on a cloudy day in ages. Coffee, Bedouin and blogging. Last time this happened I was probably living at my dad's still almost 4 years ago. Now that I'm single and have my own room again I'm not sure as to what to do. It's empty so I have this itch to fill it. It's time to rearrange! and figure out how much storage I need and where to get it for free (at least that part is already taken care of).

This is slowly progressing and i'm feeling great! my mood has been in an upswing and everyone around me seems to be in the same boat! It is amazing! I am so stoked for the goals people are reaching and for the things I will accomplish in the coming months. I wish everyone the best in the next chapter of their life, as I look for the same well wishes as I embark on my final year of college. I know those who may feel down on their luck will find this positive vibe and ride it with us!

SMILE everyday and hold the door when you can. We can make this world a happier place for all. I may have a maxed out credit card and 20 bucks to my name, but I am rich with energy and love for everything around me. Keep the happy going! Fresh starts mean a whole batch of new reasons to laugh and to look for the little things that will make you smile each and everyday.

Give happy a try. It can't hurt.

summer time and the livin's easy....

For the sake of taking time out, I have ventured home for Father's Day weekend and will seize this opportunity to veg out and relax in a quiet area of the County. It's nice to get centered and clear my head once in a while. I'm not huge on meditation, but enjoying the calmness that surrounds this place is definitely a plus to coming home. I'm looking forward to some serious beach time with good people this week and next, as well as an outdoor show by NOFX when I get back into the city. Things are looking up everyday, and this refound positive vibe that I'm running on is totally starting to make a difference.

PEACE LOVE HAPPINESS!

Infatuation blinded me, Cause frankly you seem Hollow.

Plunge your double edged dagger deep

Twist the blade and watch my face for signs of pain

Your words cut like razor wire

Your presence fills my throat with frogs

And my gut with stones

Those butterflies have migrated south

My knees buckle, I can't walk a straight line

All this liquor is gonna kill me

Keep your vices close and your enemies at arms length

I'll come out swinging before I whither and die

Take your new life and leave me behind

Tonight, I just want peace of mind

It's the time of the season.

It's been a while, but the summer is finally here and I've got a sunburn. Looking forward to the weekend, I will be helping out with Fashion rocks at Fanshawe College Friday morning. It will basically be a day to get high school students interested in Fashion Design. What I really can't wait for is The Grickle Grass Festival happening on Saturday! I have volunteered to bartend at the evening festivities and will be hanging out with my friend Chris Keene (check his blog here).

There are many bands lined up to play the evening including Wild Domestic and David Ussleman, another friend of mine. The whole day promises to be lots of fun, and Steamwhistle has joined on as the official beer sponsor!

Totally Stoked!

white zinfandel

I'm a rock

'Cause rocks don't cry.

Things don't make sense

and I've said before

I don't know

but that won't do

no one knows

how things don't make sense

inside my head

I'll spend a lifetime searching

for a way to express

the feelings felt

when you say

you deserve better

but inside I've felt

the opposite

Wishing that maybe

for a fleeting moment

I could make that connection

just one small synapses

would connect the way it should

falling deeper in this pit

pushing others down

to keep me breathing

"good night and good luck".

THOM YORKE x FLYING LOTUS in L.A.

Looks like Thom has embraced his inner hippie in the last few months.

Hope he's on the path to enlightenment.

Time is on their side

Whether you call them punk, rock or experimental, Hunters and Anglers have definitely stumbled upon a sound unique to the three gentleman that make up the power trio hailing from Welland and surrounding area. I have had the chance to take maybe three of their shows at various locales all over London, but April 29th at apk live was by far the best performance to date. The band has grown musically and technically. Ross' hard hitting bass riffs and Jordan's sharp drumming style all accompanied by Justis' wailing guitar and unmistakeable vocals, bring Hunters and Anglers into 2011 with a serious edge. With lyrics reminiscent of Lou Reed circa Velvet Underground and a sound that sometimes has a west coast vibe, one can find themselves caught up in ever changing drum tempos and at times, hypnotic guitar riffs. Song titles like Walking Under Your Breath, Empty Shell, and I'm Not Dead appeal to a crowd that may either feel lost or simply apathetic, especially after that election on Monday. General consensus among the band mates post show was to cease planned practices and maybe take up jogging instead. When I asked about a forthcoming record, Justis commented, "We are looking into it for sure", I sure hope so. From here, the band is back home to sweat it out over the summer months and plan to tour when it's deemed appropriate. I have a feeling H&A will continue to pick up fans anywhere they may roam this upcoming season. Kudos to you guys, keep doing what you do!

Failures.

I have been busy with school and let my online ventures fall into disrepair, again! I don't really warrant the need to apologize as my fan base is minimal, but I do need start maintaining, and not neglecting in more than one aspect of my life. Things have been turbulent and intense lately, and I am doing my best to pull myself together. Time for some changes of epic proportions and to get on track with what it is I want to be doing.

My online store should be up and running by the weekend, featuring art, clothing, music and accessories. I also aim to start doing the vendor market thing down town London by the end of May.

This being said, I went to vote today in my first ever federal election. What a run around. I am really upset with how things are done. There is all this pressure put on people to vote, but if the government is going to turn it into a goose chase, people will quite easily become fed up, or worse pissed off enough to yell at the elderly. I was told to look up where I could register on the Elections Canada website, fair enough. Easier said then done. It told me to go to a small mall near my apartment building, upon reaching this locale I was then informed we were at a headquarters and could not register or vote in that location. So then they sent us to a secondary school to register and vote. Upon entering this location we were told to approach our assigned polling station only to be sent back to the original table in order to register even though I had informed the original clerk that we did indeed need to register. VOTING IS SO ANTI-CLIMATIC. I feel like because of where I am currently living they gave us a run around because they don't necessarily want low-income citizens having an opinion on such matters. In future, I would like to see a little more information available online instead of having to travel around the city for two hours only to end up a block from my apartment building to locate my polling station.

Look forward to my music review this weekend.

Fashion and summer

I've been busy and I have not been to APK to do a formal review yet. There have been various school engagments taking up my time and so now that school is actually done for the summer in two weeks, I will be able to work on projects that I've had on the go and post pictures each week of what I am creating. Yesterday was day four of L'Oreal Paris Fashion week in Toronto. I had the opportunity to take in Basch by Brandon Dwyer and Rudsak's sold out Fall/Winter 2011 collection. We had been invited, as a class, to design for Rudsak's collection that was showing, but things didn't work out as they had been promised. I imagine Evik ran into some problems with turning out his original collection on time and our little competition fell to the wayside.

Basch was nothing to write home about. A few of his pieces turned out, while the majority was ill fitted and tasteless. I can see some of his dresses making their way into the closets of Toronto's fashionista's, while the stripper wear will hopefully find it's way into the appropriate stores at the appropriate price points. Standouts included the black jersey dresses and the green silk tunic style pieces. The exposed zippers, mesh, and crotch shots are better left in the dark danceclubs, they don't belong on the runway at Toronto Fashion week. In a way, he has captured a small part of the cities vibrant night life and his hypersexual use of fabrics and cutouts brought an overall vibe of empowerment to women, but there's a fineline between sexual empowerement and just plain smut.

RUDSAK was brilliantly done with a heavily inspired biker feel to the collection, their choice of music for their runway show was spot on and the clothing was stellar. I really loved the men's pants and a few of the women's vests. Overall the collection is definitely a solid season and will be a must have for any Toronto fashion buff.

March.

We march. We stand.

As per my mission statement last post, not that this was mentioned per say, I am trying to keep up a weekly post, along with my Monthly County and London shpeils.

First week back for us college kids and I'm already exhausted. I had a coffee date with an artist friend of mine when I was home over the break. His name is Niall Eccles, check out his Character of the Day on Facebook! We met up at a local cafe and started talking about school and drawing and other such things. He brought up the awesome point, that post secondary education is like paying your dues, and trading your soul, from 2-10 years. It only gets better after your out in the real world and able to do what you please. As to me, it does seem a little torturous to pay to have to do all of these assignments, and end up sitting in a studio at 3 in the morning wondering who else is still awake making some sort of fashionable creation. I look forward to the day when I have the freedom and mobility of an online store and a studio somewhere cool to call my own.

I guess we all have dreams and ambitions, sometimes bigger then our meager means. But, it is good to have goals, otherwise we end up stagnant and bored.

As for this lady, I have a couple big projects due this week, followed by a couple more. I cannot wait to see the tulips this spring.

Next week I tackle APK, formally.

SPRING

So with a seriously eye opening visit to the County coming to a close, I have realized a couple things.

One: Everything I read on Facebook doesn't necessarily reflect the opinions of everyone I know.

Two: I will most likely be living in Picton within the next three years. Along with this, I want to stay on top of fun art shows and festivals taking place in and around my favourite little town.

Three: Time to start creating to my benefit. Opening an online store in the next 6 months and working at producing items that generate profit.

With that being said, I plan to start creating a monthly post that highlights something wicked happening in Picton. I also aim to do more reviews of the local gallery showings and live music events I end up taking in. What's the point of constantly dragging my well dressed ass all over London if I'm not criticizing everything? I have opinions I would like to share. Better yet, I have cool jewelry and clothing ideas I would really like to share! SO! Stay tuned for lots of neat things coming your way this Spring 2011! :)

Hot Tramp, I think I love you.

My pulse quickens

When she walks on the bus

And her eyes search for me

The way she smiles into her chest

Her hair falls so perfectly

Around her perfect face

I hate the way I am around you

I am so nervous and weird

I miss summer.

"heard she'd do anything

for a Klondike,

well I'd do anything

for a blonde dyke..."

the dog days are over

I never thought it would come to this.
I've suddenly come under competition for the affections of my boyfriend by another female.
She lives with me in my house and follows him around whining for his attention.
Her constant attempts are beginning to cause a jealousy inside of me that can't be ignored.
Luckily I have the power to book appointments with the vet.






My ongoing war with a cat.

SocialSCENE

He wears his heart on his lapel, so as not to put holes in his sleeves.

We stood out in the cold snow, waiting for a glimpse of a spectacle
Our toes near frostbitten, we finally made it inside and into another line
Tickets were ripped and up the stairs we went
Inside there was an anxious buzz over the crowd
Waiting since early November to see this band rock
All the usuals were there with beers in hand
The crowd perked up as Most Serene took the stage
They opened with upbeat tempos and awesome energy
By now my toes had finally regained feeling and the beer was warming me up
We swayed and the singer cracked jokes about the snowstorm
When they finished the crowd tensed up again
There was only one real reason we came to see
One real reason for braving the cold
Background tracks played and more beers downed
Then they came on stage and the crowd lost it
With a strong opening
Texaco bitches, shoreline, fire eye'd boy...
Things slowed down for a while
Their closing was strong
Water in hell, lover's spit, superconnected
And an encore
canada vs. america, IBI
The show was good, but I wasn't overly ecstatic
I left half way through the big finish
I suppose I should have tried harder to see them once upon a time

At least I can cross it off my list

Puzzled.

Faint memories from last night come flooding back with the tide
Shaking hands with the enemy and lost conversations
People streaming into the street with serious lack of judgement
Numbness out in the chaos

I'll give our scene one thing, we all know how to dress warm
And I think it's sexy to see people who dress for the climate
It shows a level of intelligence that seriously lacks on the row
Men's fashion especially has taken off in the last few years
Nothing beats a snappy dresser.

I feel a little confused about what happened last night
but no regrets just lots of hurting brain matter

Maybe the broken social scene will reflect those fellows and ladies on stage tonight.

Prospects

the kettle works better when you plug it in
there's change on the kitchen counter
snow falls silently as it does
the internet speaks of poetry slams and fashion games
put forth the effort and reap success
dress to impress and be set up for disappointment
these kids tumble and tweet
awaiting the response they so crave
from the people they barely know
clawing at a world full of assumed outcomes
and intellectual hierachy

Maybe we should concern ourselves more with putting differences aside and working toward goals of positive help and change in our community. Maybe then we could walk around with an air of arrogance once we've done something beneficial. But true souls that have done good things with their lives know their work is never done and so they don't bother with being seen or boasting. They lay dormant in their little apartments plotting their next big move to end poverty and disease.

I feel like 2011 will be a year of change for the better. Although, I think we may say that about every year, there are positive communities forming within the city limits that may one day have messages that extend far beyond London. I think a more involved commitment to things that matter to me will lead to a happier existence.

*hours later*

And maybe less neglect.

RE:think

We made the climb up to the darkness above
Into your room where nothing await
You told me what a mistake you had made
And cast me out like a bad memory

Moving forward.

Why waste time with people who clearly don't give a fuck about anything or anyone. Self centered neuroticism to the third degree. Upon further inspection of this species, I find it easier to keep a safe distance as not to be pulled into the black hole that surrounds the whole manufactured fairy tale. Chasing something.

This ain't no good, in fact it's phony as hell.

Everyone seems to say one thing, turn and whisper something else, all the while telling lie after lie because they feel like they will lose their right to exist among mere mortals who refuse to speak up. The band rages on and the opera begins.

Secrets muffled by the falling snow.

When it's all said and done, hearts pursue the nicest pair of shoes in the room. Long walks home to a quieter place. Maybe things aren't all bad. Maybe some of us are just a little insecure, striving for a turn in the limelight. Craving the feeling of acceptance and belonging to a collective whole moving toward positive change.

I hope.