i'm into this

As I am in the midst of another moving crisis (not really but who doesn't love a little drama), I've been scatterbrained and instead of focusing on furthering my artwork I've been focusing on looking at sweet time-wastin blogs, catching up, workin', looking for work, looking for apartments, and general activities that surround what happens when one runs around the buroughs like a chicken with its head cut off. In short, the usual.

In this light, I'm asking for donations for the "Help Stephanie Find An Apartment" fund. This is not because I frivolously spend my money on stuff I don't need, but rather because the rent I pay now is quite expensive and hasn't really afforded me with an opportunity to save, and yes, while maybe that Texas trip had something to do with it, I really didn't plan on being kicked out of my apartment when I signed what appeared to be a short-term sublease back in February. Now, as it stands, if I can't find an apt. I can afford in the next month and a half then

I'm pretty much fucked. So help a girl out! I am willing and ready to take any odd jobs that anyone has to offer. This includes helping people move, building shelves, photo assisting, taking old ladies down to the post office, dog/cat sitting/walking, WHATEVER. I will also take your portrait for a small sum, like $30? Or something like that. I could draw your likeness as well but that would just be a waste of time.

Don't forget, I'm also a great cook and baker! Hire me to cater your dinner party! Luncheon! Cocktail event! Friends/Aunt's/Parent's Birthday! I am open to work for you.

Plus, it's raining today. Hence the drivel. I'm so not going outside until the weather realizes its May already. CMON.

So if you think you'd like to commission me, please leave a comment or email me. I'm for sale.

*Picture Credits:

Psycho Wipeout @ Loftapallooza taken by me, SLL, Esther Pearl Watson/Unloveable, found on some TUMBLR blog, X, Jaime Hernandez/Love & Rockets, The White Lioness, Las Robertas, this great Costa Rican lo-fi girl band, the good ol days of Brooklyn.

Fight For Your Right; You Don't Have To Party If You Don't Want To.

Memories I Don't Have

you'd better watch it baby, you're too young to bust your guts.*

I went to Texas. It was beautiful and amazing and everything I hoped it would be, possibly the best vacation I've ever had. My friends & I went tubing down a river, swimming in Barton Springs, went to a movie theater that served beer(titillating, I know), but mostly walked around in the sun. Hence the sunburn I got that still healing a week later, and the layers of skin that are coming off of my shoulders. It was all worth it.

Coming back to New York was a relief as well as something to brace myself for; in a few weeks it will have officially been a year since I have graduated from college, and I find myself in a similiar position. The time away made me realize how little I've really accomplished, the goals I set for myself that I hardly motivated myself to do. Although I could make a list of the monumental things I've done, I know that it would be in vain. I know a lot of that time was spent lying in bed doing nothing. I'm not going to declare anything, I think I just needed to sum that all up.

So with that in mind, I'm trying to be more productive. I shot a lot in Austin and I have more plans to shoot coming up. If you don't try, how will you know what will happen? Yes? Yes.

I'm kind of over titles, for the moment. I think it tends to push the viewer into making a decision about the image, instead of just enjoying it for itself. Which is why I post them on this blog. Some of the stuff from Texas I'm planning on submitting to Capricious Magazine, and am hoping to find other magazines or blogs or anything of that nature to show my work in or at. If anyone has any suggestions, feel free to let me know. Don't be shy.

*Title of entry a quote from Flannery O' Conners' A Good Man Is Hard To Find.