DOC-U-MENTING

Cloaked in Covers

What are the covers we cloak ourselves in really hiding?

    I always dress according to my mood. Sometimes there are limits, like going to that day job. But nonetheless, I dress based on the way I'm feeling at that moment, and also how I plan/hope to feel for the rest of the day. I sometimes wonder what people are hiding under their garments, not physically, but emotionally. Does that red sweater cheer this person up? Do those jeans make that person feel worse?  For me, I always find comfort in snug-fitting zip-up hoodies, basic cardigans, leggings, skinny jeans, tanks, flats, boots, and slippers. I tend to gravitate towards very basic colors, mostly grays, blacks, blues, and browns. I've forced myself to buy more colorful clothing during the past few months, so I'm obtaining a more diverse wardrobe. Yet I find myself falling into a signature routine. Gray, layers, a small pop of color in a tank, dark or light on bottom, done. Oh, and I love stripes. I kind of have too many tops that are striped. But I can't help it, I'm drawn to the aesthetic of it!

    It's funny that I think about clothing/style so much, because I am no where near superficial. I tend to wonder about clothing in an emotional expression aspect. Such as, what is the wearer trying to say with that outfit, not, oh that's not in season. It's not a matter of what's in season, trendy, out, in, up, under, or whatever, all that matters is how the person feels. So then I ask what is more important? The message of the ensemble or the delivery of the message such as the ensemble itself? Perhaps they are equal to each other, or yet, cancel each other out. Either way, I find style exhilarating and fun. It's an area that is completely creative and has the potential to be unique. That I dig.

   

    I'm constantly wondering if people understand the message I'm saying with my exterior appearance. I assume most don't. Though there are those select few who get it. In fact, I'm not even sure if I fully get it yet either. It's something that is always evolving. The only thing I do know is that my exterior has the opportunity to represent me and everything about me. Visual aesthetic hold power, they are bold and leave a lasting impression. What kind of impressions are we giving off then?

;MJ

 

GONEZILLA

Allo Allo!

       Yesterday we packed our junk and road tripped it to New York City. So far we've gone to the Old Castle Pub which was a must and yummytastic. Today we are doing lots and lots and taking a zillion pictures. We're having a good time and enjoying the city. Though we couldn't help but bring a friend along for the ride.

Gotta go! Love, love! ;MJ

Moleskine Planner

    Last night we danced the night away as it was abruptly ended while we were preparing for more moves. Sadness took over but we can shake our booties tomorrow night too. The hookah bar was interesting. I really enjoyed the atmosphere, cushy couches with little coffee tables, wonderful middle eastern food, an array of flavored tobaccos (we chose mixed fruit, apple, and chocolate mint). It was relaxing and magical at the same time. Then we headed over to another place to consume as many drinks within an hour as we could and shake shake shake our bodies on the dance floor. I hate when the night ends too soon. Tomorrow night though, it's round two of birthday celebrations.

    I slept too late today. But I needed it. I didn't fall asleep till nearly four a.m. However, I have much to work on, paintings and drawings, entries and collages, and even dreaded chores. I love that my mister nub is home to help me some though. I've decided to also commit myself to documenting more of my journey here in actual posts rather than sporadic journal entries. I want to have a consistent documentation of my twenty-fourth year.  My daily planner has begun to turn into a journal with collage and sometimes even little doodles. I'm going with it. I consider this planner to be the rough draft to the final artbook version I'm working on. It is vital for the impromptu documenting of inspiration for artwork and creations.  Right now though, right now it is time for glue, wood, paint and paper.

;MJ

      

Turning, Turning

This week, ohhh this week.



This week I've vowed to change a lot.
Promised to improve upon this and that.
I'm going to be 24. 24. 24. 24. 24.
Ah! I know, I know, it's young! But.
I have one year left before I turn 25.
Before I'm supposed to accomplish
certain dreams and goals.
What to do when there is so
little time these days?

I need to make dreams
become realities.

Turning 24 honestly feels a bit surreal.
Somehow I feel I'll always be a little girl
trapped in a big girl world.

I'm excited to go to NY this weekend.
I'm even more excited to come back
and get to work on all the projects I just
had to conjure up in my little brain.

Tonight I'm off to celebrate with my bff.
We just so happened to be born four
days apart the same year. Go figure.
Hookah bar and drinks time with friends.
Goodnight!
;MJ

AIR & SPACE

The other night I was playing with some bubbles (the kittynip kind for cats though). Nonetheless, fun. They would always land like this on the floor and stay like that for quite some time. They looked so pretty with the light reflecting off. Bubbles are little blurbs of magic captured in the air we breathe, encapsulated breaths of hopes and sighs of fear.



;MJ