Sometimes (read:often) I doubt my love of costume after being immersed in it so deeply. Then I spend the morning poring over the beautiful costume book I was given for my birthday last year (by many of the good readers of this lj) and all the love pours back in. All the grandeur of early Hollywood and directors and actors demanding costumes be larger than life is very refreshing after school being so anal about naturalism and being true to the period. Bah!
"I want clothes that will make people gasp when they see them. Don't design anything that anyone could buy in a store." - Cecil B. DeMille
So this is where the shipwreck landed me. After years at sea the brave, sad, tired, scared, happy, quizzical, expectant, wishful, terrified, relentless explorer was washed up on the beach of contentment. The perfect calm only broken by the gentle whisper of hopefulness rustling through the trees. It was nothing like her homeland. It wanted for nothing. Solitude and support, gratitude and indifference, contemplation and action all doled out in their proper measure.
And the brave, sad, tired, scared, happy, quizzical, expectant, wishful, terrified, relentless explorer clambered ashore and found a soft grassy patch from which she could sit and watch the beach and and the clouds and rustle of the hopefulness in the trees.
I've recently decided to keep a separate blog for my drawings rather than burying them away on friends only lj posts. At the moment its mostly stuff I've transferred over from my lj archive and a few new things I've done recently. If you'd like to look at it just drop me an email (ljname @ gmail dot com) and I'll send you the link. I know it's a funny way to do it but it's still new and it's nice to know who's interested.
I'm trying to help out a friend who is designing a costume for a character who is a man but wears a skirt. I have lots of images in my head of guys who wear skirts but they are people I've known in real life so I don't have any photos to show her.
Can anyone help me by directing me to images of regular everyday guys wearing skirts. Quick google search brings up high fashion stuff but I'm looking for everyday wear.
Anna do you remember the punk we met on the train from the central coast?? Don't suppose you took a photo....?
Today: saw me tackling a double scoop icecream in the sun like a kid at a theme park. Wait I *was* a kid at a theme park.
Tonight: drawing and soaking up new songs while waiting for company to arrive. The way I like it. A little me time, a little other people time.
Quote: "This diary is my kief, hashish, and opium pipe. This is my drug and my vice.... all matter must be fused this way through the lens of my vice or the rust of living would slow down my rhythm to a sob."
I have taken to sneaking off from school and going to the ocean. I don't tell anyone where I am going. I just disappear and while everyone else works I soak up the sun, read a book or listen to music. Oh life- you are just too great to spend inside.
Freedom smells like cigarettes and tastes like red wine it feels like a cool breeze through a flimsy dress and today I saw you again and I realised that- as suspected but not quite believed- you are not immune from getting old. I wish we could time travel so 24 year old me could meet 27 year old you. Or maybe 10 year old both of us. Anyway time is done now so rock on you with your blue sweater and fancy footwork. xx