New muzakz


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Here is a little preview of one of the many unfinished songs I’ve been working on with Matt and our good buddy Thom. It’s super rough, but stay tuned for the finished version.

Side note: The drum set we’ve been using was dismantled by another band using the studio, so Matt was only equipped with a floor tom and a snare for this one. Pretty damn good with a limited set, methinks.




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early sketch for Anchored

First start of my newest piece, “Anchored.” The house is based off of the apartment I used to live in with my ex-roommate-now-boyfriend-now-roommate-again. My time here was marked by a lot of stress, a breakup, and a vital realization that led to the main reason for my newly-regained stability. Matt was my first real friend here in San Francisco; the first peer who was my age and of my temperament. Our friendship withstood through some very real tests while we both lived here, and began to develop into something more once we left. I didn’t really go into this sketch personally while drawing it up, but I suppose the house being anchored by ropes represents comfort somehow. I really love the appeal of wrapping things and tying things down. Security. Constancy. Those words are ringing a bell.

I can’t wait to get my easel set up.

Reflection/New direction.


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Tannimachi Line, gouache on Fabriano paper by Mel Prest

Upon leaving school, my artwork was chastened with words like “generic”, “specific”, and hell, even “folky.” These words have continued to haunt me since that final critique.
My focus for the past year or so has been on the tight rendering of figures–humans, animals, details in between. While working at the SFSU art gallery, I got to have a discussion about subject matter with Mel Prest, one of the adjunct professors in the painting program there. I voiced my concerns to her about realism and portraiture and how I felt like I was going to get stuck in a gimmick, which she totally understood and identified with. If you’ve ever seen her work, you know that it’s the complete opposite of those two things. She, along with anyone and practically everyone else who’s completed a grad program in painting, has “abstracted” her methods of representation through linear codes and invisible language. Based on such unexpected systems as Osaka metro lines and Led Zeppelin lyrics, her works are deliciously ambiguous and mysterious. I’m finding myself less attracted to the idea of the stressful decisions involved in portraiture and more so to the idea of letting the system itself make decisions for you.

But I’m not a code painter. It’s therapeutic for me to render a subject. I love the problem solving involved in matching hues and values, creating shapes and depth, and possessing the ability to make my own decisions (at least some of the time).

                       ilu/ilu2 painting from Painting 2 class, fall 2010

This was one of my more successful class assignments. It was completely open topic aside from the guiding rule of using an analogous color palette. It was a really fun mixed-media project based on a miniature sketch of a village neighborhood. My classmates came up with all these bizarre interpretations, while I hadn’t really considered the implications of the imagery myself (was too busy finishing this for class, lol). I’ve come back to this image many times wanting to explore the meaning of home in as many ways as possible. This is something I feel could become a really successful series–I’m interested in making it personal and applicable to a larger audience. I associate many years in my past with certain places I spent the most time in–just thinking back on the apartments and bedrooms of friends, boyfriends, girlfriends, my mother, father brings back a million things to reconsider about my past choices and memories.

satellites by amy casey, one of my favorite contemporary painters

A vacant place is home to the unspoken, and by fragmenting it and inserting it into absurd settings would further disguise its secrets. And yes, all of this rambling can be dumbed down to the corny “if walls could talk” idiom. However, I’m willing to see where this will go.

1st post.

As if I needed another section of the Internet to host my ass.

Not really sure where this blog will go. I hope to post relatively frequently, about anything at all. I’m invested in several creative areas, the most pertinent being visual arts. I aspire to work as a freelance illustrator and eventually a college studio art professor (this would be after I’ve bitten the grad school bullet).

You can find my Etsy shop link to the right.

I’m also an enormous foodie who has developed quite an interest in the culinary arts and nutrition. My interest in nutrition is nothing more than that because my sweet tooth constantly overpowers it. Hence, this blog will also include recipes based on amazing meals and treats from restaurants around the Bay Area.

Stay tuned!