one on one, the other on the other.

kate moss. good & evil. W magazine.

the other side.

i'll be back soon.

*stephan balleaux via hi-fructose.

all things secret.

these days:

*finishing up the new 'sea witch' line (sneak peek here), which i can now officially announce will be released in tandem & in collaborative thematic similarity to Ovate's new line. i've been so excited for this project as i've been a long time fan of audrey's work. i feel her clothes were made just for me somehow !

* reading 'the flame alphabet' 

*nicola samori's (above) odd works make my teeth shiver. 

* wearing beetlejuice jeans on a rare night off.

* i made a special necklace for artist charmaine olivia for her recent art opening. take a peek at her whole look here.

how has 2012 been treating you?

soapbox.

and tomorrow blood will leave my body above the breast. . .

a joan of arc mood board.

the weight.

dreamy givenchy haute couture spring 2012 line.

finch face.

a bit more around my studio.

rosary collection in a glorious velvet/ satin box.

large framed obituary for twins who passed 5 years apart. sad & beautiful.

neutral milk hotel records.

this bell jar is from our wedding decor and houses some of my most precious heirlooms & other important bits.

more soon. 

death stare.

ok so this is a bit brighter and a bit more subtly offensive than other things i post here, but i still love these quirky & colorful works by sashiko yuen. they remind me ghost world & what i had imagined high school should have been like if i hadn't gone to a christian boarding school.

what does your quiver hold ?

my mouth waters over these new pieces in progress by philly artist jeremy hush, which will be for his upcoming show at loved to death's articulated gallery in march. these little previews make me long for the summer days i spent in trees, knees dirty and hair tangled on the look out for the supernatural. . . . so in a way, they make me miss home & the forests near the sea. looking forward to seeing the full body of work before it leaves for SF.

eyes of wonder.

sarah louise davey opens her cabinet of strange femmes tonight at jinxed gallery in philly. i find that people either go into a frenzy over how beautiful these are, while others, also attracted, find them creepy and horrifying. either way, i'm in love. take a peek at more over at hi-fructose.

trances. serpents. 1940 forever.

there is something so magnetically appealing about these images. those fits of fever. communing with an otherness that overtakes you. desperate to be healed. to be washed clean of woe and worry. to feel new again.

via. 

experiments in disappearance.

today is the 30th anniversary of the death of artist francesca woodman, who committed suicide the same year i was born, at age 22. i've felt a kinship with her haunting photographs since college when i discovered her on the cover of a book of equally haunting tales 'here in the world.' if you're lucky enough to live in sf or should you find yourself there soon, there is currently a large retrospective of her work at the sfmoma. thankfully it will be traveling to nyc next, where i can see her work in person, finally.

forever mine, forever yours.

a peek at some bits from around my home studio:



this piece was salvaged from an emotional wreck & means so much to me. i'm not sure where it originally came from or who penned it, which only adds to its peculiar history.



i write here. i also assemble and box jewels here. i see this wall hours a day and it contains some of my favorite artworks.



around the holidays a lot of jewels went out to new homes. . . . .



being raised near the sea in long island has always made me feel connected to large bodies of water. i feel that the edge of "any" ocean is the most magical place to be, in between worlds. this smaller shell was my mothers and then mine. i can't remember not having it. the large one i picked out of the sea the first weekend my love & i spent together. i can never remember being so lucky before or after with finding such a large shell.

more of these soon.

xoxo

blindness.

this is my favorite painting from esao andrews' new show 'nowhere' currently up at thinkspace gallery. i love how the bat's body is like an extra membrane or piece of velvet wrapped around her face and eyes, losing itself in her hair. i think i feel this way often, shrouded by something dangerous and heady. something that lives in the darkness. anyway, i had a chance to stop by esao's studio before he shipped the work off. take a peek at the visit over at hi-fructose here.


Bat

His awful skin
stretched out by some tradesman
is like my skin, here between my fingers,
a kind of webbing, a kind of frog.
Surely when first born my face was this tiny
and before I was born surely I could fly.
Not well, mind you, only a veil of skin
from my arms to my waist.
I flew at night, too. Not to be seen
for if I were I'd be taken down.
In August perhaps as the trees rose to the stars
I have flown from leaf to leaf in the thick dark.
If you had caught me with your flashlight
you would have seen a pink corpse with wings,
out, out, from her mother's belly, all furry
and hoarse skimming over the houses, the armies.
That's why the dogs of your house sniff me.
They know I'm something to be caught
somewhere in the cemetery hanging upside down
like a misshapen udder.

-Anne Sexton

fainting couch.

via.

rest for the weary & wicked.

xo

via.

via.

meet me in the meadow.

i'm a sucker for wes anderson. can't wait.

xo

13.

happy (?) friday the 13th !

who's getting tattooed ?

via three kings tattoo.

xo

another life.

for when i find the time:

*baby geisha

*caketrain 9

*1Q84

*steampunk! (it's edited by kelly link!)

*no one (though i have the sinking feeling it will break my heart)

have you read any of these ?

readingthinkinglistening.

currently:

inspired by chelsea wolfe's songs & style. (above)

listening to the caretaker: 'an empty bliss beyond this world.' it reminds me of sleep no more.

lusting after the new digital polaroid. i witnessed it's amazing magic in person & it's terrific.

reading this. again. & waiting for this to be released next week.

headed into nyc to see this & this saturday.

you?

xo

ritual.

Ritual: Charmaine Olivia from Purebred on Vimeo.

one of my favorite painters, charmaine olivia, will be showing a body of new work, 'ritual', this upcoming saturday night at shooting gallery in SF. i wish i could be there to see all of her oracles & high priestesses collected in person.... if you live in SF, I highly recommend taking the trip over to attend the opening. I had a peek at a few of them in progress when I visited her studio on our trip out west for the 'spirit board' show in november & they promise to be full of potent magic & mystery.

xo

lunacy

favorite lady pam from phantasmaphile has curated a new show at observatory, the amazing hybrid space in brooklyn where one can learn taxidermy, view strangely beautiful artworks and attend lectures on divination and the occult amongst other kindred topics. tonight is the opening 'lunation' a group show based on the moon and includes this paper cut by another favorite, chad merritt. 

xo

coven.

you can almost smell the smoke pyres in the new lookbook for sisters of the black moon. especially intrigued that aside from their killer vintage, they are now selling ovate. though i've had my eye on these drapy suspenders....

feel better.

i've been obsessed with looking at images of nurses from the 1930's ever since my last trip to 'sleep no more.' i had a private encounter with a very creepy, eye piercing nurse in the woods in her little tea hut. i keep meaning to write about it here, but two things hold me back. i don't want to tamper with anyone's future experience & secondly, i've decided that my newest collection of jewels will be based on my experiences there, macbeth and the 1930's. more on this very soon. in the meantime, i made an homage mix here.

xo