May your days be berry and bright.

Happy holidays! New Years is still coming up. I had a good Christmas, better than last years which felt just like any other day. I woke up to help my mom with breakfast, opened presents and had Thai for dinner at a relatives house. Here's a picture of me wearing berries and ribbon in my hair. (being all festive)

December 2011

I can't wait to make up my New Years resolutions, something I started doing only this year. I tried to set manageable goals that helped me feel as though I actually accomplished something during the year.

XMAS

A piece by Banksy

Merry Christmas to all and God bless everyone. Please remember what's important this holiday season.

Alone but not quite lonely.

So I'm currently working on a piece  called Alone, but not quite lonely, It's actually my final for Drawing II. It still remains unfinished but I'm getting closer and closer to finishing it. I was hoping it'd be done by now but it's not so I'm posting a WIP. Here's a picture of the frame that goes around it.

December 2011

This is too cute.

I had to post this. My dogs have been dangerously close to knocking the tree over a couple times. (Okay maybe not 'dangerously" but I threw that in for dramatic flair.)

Just a little update.

 I've been spring cleaning although it's winter. Not only have I been cleaning and organizing physically but mentally as well. I think it's time that I've taken this blog into a different direction. Next year I plan on giving each of my posts a bit more meaning and a bit more personalization. I want to work on my honey page better than I have been and try and change this blog into a more grown up version of myself.

I threw up and a rainbow came out.

So I tried uploading some pictures off my camera at school and was slightly successful. They have a horrible editing program though so these will be somewhat worse than what I have been posting.

December 2011

This was some spilled oil I noticed on a beautiful rainy day this week while walking home. (These pictures aren't actually that bad, it's my artwork that has been affected the worst.)

Please be patient . . . again.

It seems that someone in my household has gotten hold of the computer and has somehow damaged it beyond comprehension. Therefore, I can not upload any photos as of now until the situation is fixed. Sorry.

P. S. I may try uploading some on the school computer, so all hope is not lost!

Portfolio Day

I just attended the National Portfolio Day at the Marriott hotel here in Albuquerque yesterday. I got to see School of the Art Institute of Chicago, Rocky Mountain College of Art and Design, and Rhode Island School of Design. I was in line for the Minneapolis College of Art and Design when I found out that there was only fifteen minutes left, thankfully I was able to leave my information. Anybody who's thinking about going to an art school should go to this event. Look it up.

Doc. Martens

November 2011

These are my new purple "Grape" Doc Martens(fresh out of the box). I actually got them awhile ago, they've been in their box for more than a month. I still haven't worn them yet. I'm really weird with wearing new stuff that I love.

My face is all over the floor.

Chevelle, Face To The Floor

Chevelles newest album, Hats Off To The Bull, came out today. It's definitly at the top of my wishlist.



The White Rabbit came and left his cocaine.

The title is just something that popped in my head.

December 2011

Snow day. We got a little bit of snow this morning, which for New Mexico is quite a bit. So no school for me, just hot cocoa, decorating, leopard slippers and working on school stuff. (which I should probably be doing right now.)

Marry me.

Lady Gagas Marry The Night: The Prelude Pathetique 

I just watched this video recently and I love it. I think Gaga should make short artsy videos like this all the time. They really give me inspiration, like a scene from a movie but containing the content of the whole movie and still leaving questions unanswered. I also loved her Pop Ate My Heart video. Does anyone know of any short clips like this by different people?



Here today, gone tomorrow.

So today was horrible yet exciting at the same time. The wind was dreadful, any stronger and it'd be a tornado. I was on my way to class when all of a sudden a gust of wind hit me, my portfolio went open and all my artwork for the past few months went flying away. I had to quickly grab what I could and sit on my portfolio to put the pieces inside and close it. Three other people who had chased some of my things down brought them over to me and helped me put them inside and two administrators helped me also, not only with capturing my art but finding new clips to put on my portfolio. I was fighting back the tears the whole time, I would've had a breakdown if nobody helped. So, thank you very much administrative faculty of the SRC at CNM.

On second note, when I arrived home, late, I found out that I received my order from Blick of a new portfolio. It's absolutely beautiful and got here several days before expected. I highly recommend them for any art supplies.

December 2011

Art is Salvation

When angels fall prt. II

September 2011

I found this little beauty outside my school one morning while walking to class.



A moment of silence.

Grandma and Grandpa, may you rest together in peace always.

The sun came out and dried up all the rain.

"I want to believe that I'm wrong. I want to believe that life isn’t full of darkness. Even if storms come to pass, the sun will shine again. No matter how painful and hard the rain may beat down on me.”
- Natsuki Takaya

Underwater

I've been watching Americas Next Top Model: All Stars only because of the amazing Allison Harvard. I'll watch it either until she wins or loses. I've stopped watching the show a season and a half ago because I feel that the quality of it has gone down quite a bit.

In this past weeks challenge, they had to write their own lyrics to a song and make a video. Allison chose to go the more personal route and write about her fathers passing. It was slightly ruined by having to incorporate pot ledom (top model backwards) and having Tyra and Keenan Cahill interrupt with bad lip syncing antics. I managed to find a video someone made without the latter annoyance.

Allison Harvard, Underwater 2011

Just thought I'd let you know,

At my tumblr page http://www.cadavercarouselart.tumblr.com/ you can find most of my artwork and a few couple other things, sometimes along with inspirations, meanings and stories behind my pieces.

I hate myself.

One of my problems is when people say that you can't really love someone without loving yourself. I dislike myself, sometimes hate, rarely love, but I have a couple people/animals in my life that I can honestly say I truely love and would be utterly heartbroken if they died.

(Enough with all this black and white already.)

Caged

“This is a grave from the Victorian age, when a fear of zombies and vampires was prevalent. The cage was intended to trap the undead just in case the corpse reanimated.”

loneliness



Incarnation Temptation

October 2011

For my I Madonnari project I chose both an old master and a new master whom I enjoy greatly. They both happen to be in the same genre, Salvador Dali, a surrealist and Mark Ryden, a Pop Surrealist. Then I just went about choosing one of my favorite pieces from each artist, The Temptation of Saint Anthony by Dali, I love the long, spindly legs, the vast space, and blended colors, and Incarnation by Ryden, I love the large meaty dress, the pale, innocent girl and the lush background foliage. When thinking about combining these two I thought about replacing the nude figure from Dalis’ with the meat girl from Rydens’ but putting her on the horse, or levitating above it. I saw the background in bright and pastel pinks and purples, with stormy clouds and meat floating around the horses’ legs. The length of the horses’ legs in Dalis’ original represent the space between earth and heaven. The horse itself represents temptation, strength, and voluptuousness. The meat girl in my composition therefore also symbolizes temptation and fits the theme well considering what she’s wearing. The blue under the lower right cloud represents rain/purity, the blood coming from her neck and spurting into the horses’ mouth represents their connection. The themes of this piece are temptation, purity, innocence, and sin. Honestly there wasn’t a whole lot of thought put into my composition but I though about it well enough to make it aesthetically pleasing as well as conveying a message.

-Shanice

October 2011



Passion

October 2010

These were taken around this time last year. The skies were blue and cloudy with this intense hot pink, I wish you could see it in real life. I realy need to start waking up earlier this year...



Death is only the beginning.

http://jamieryandee.com/post/9282204807

I may be insane, though that's only the voice in my head speaking...

Fall is here, my favourite season, halloween, hot cocoa, leaves, Balloon Fiesta, cool weather, rain, sweaters, leggings, pumpkins, corn fields, cute boots, and fires.

http://climbingtothesky.tumblr.com/post/8989487943

Hip Hip Hooray.

Please go to the link below and vote for my baby Sassy as a hipster.

http://1041theedge.clearcontests.com/front/image_contest2.asp?s=A6889271C4BCB3A3557BA5BEA5B19D84939EB49BB6B4678DD1CF8B998EAFA6BDBD777CA6CCC6C2BCA1897D61627C778A8E50BEAA977468787993C2AD9171786175ADBE78838965666E6C8F7E7A84A487A28A7657

Meow, meow, Meow

April 2009

These are my little lovelys. Starting from the right is Mally, the family dog, a lab and chowchow mix. In the middle is my little baby, Sassy, a chihuahua mix, and Blondie, my sisters dog, another chihuahua mix.

To Autumn ( first day of Fall)

You came home last night almost dreary
your newest wounds, they made me teary

the pine cones cut your heels
the apples bruised your head
worms crawled out of peels
they sensed the walking dead

You came home last night and you told me you were sick
sick of life
sick of falling

your once healthy glow fading
your skin was turning cool
you seem as though your waiting
for leaves to collect in the pool

You came home last night, I knew that you were dying
your skin was rough
your body skeletal
and then you started crying

You came home last night worn out and dry
the temperature dropping slowly in your sky

the pumpkins weighed you down
the cinnamon made you sneeze
the blood came dripping down
you ended up on your knees

You came home last night, crawling on the earth
crawling on your belly
crawling on all fours

you opened your mouth and emitted aroma
of the bodies they harvest by the shed
your body turned over revealing a lipoma
your palate again turning red.

You came home last night, your eyelids growing crisp
your trees still reached
changing colors, not effort
your voice picked up a lisp

your dying and I wont help you
I love watching your hair fall in clumps
your dark eyelashes migrate
your heart slowly quiet its thumps. . .

(This is a poem I wrote about Autumn, obviously, around this time last year. I still love it.)

Please be patient.

I'm sorry to say that it may be awhile until I post any original pictures or artwork on here, or any other of my blogs for that matter. You see, recently our computer was switched and on this one I've tried downloading the software that I usually use to edit my pictures but it's an outdated and awfully stupid version for some reason. I can't save any of the pictures and the actual editing of them is very below par. so, sorry, I shall get this sorted out eventually, as it is very important to me. Please stick with me...

In the meanwhile, I'll just post everything else I normally do that's not personally mine, like this beautiful deer...

She was, and still is...

LOST. This is how I feel right now, lost. I feel as though there's no real direction my blog is taking and I want to create better posts, but I'm for some reason unable to do that. It's becoming filled with meaningless words and pictures, I do not like it. I'm sorry I need to find my way, hopefully I'll find the mad cat soon so he can point me in the right direction...

http://knikklicht.tumblr.com/post/9446542061

My first time?

Just a little personal update. So Chevelle is coming here soon, in case you didn't know they are my favourite band right now, favourite with a capitol F, I haven't liked a band as much as I love these guys. I don't find any one of them attractive and I'm not all fangirl over them, so you know that my love for them is purely based off of sound, I love Petes voice, it's truly heaven and hell to me. Anyway, the only band I hear they're coming here with is Bush which I'm not a huge fan of. I still haven't checked out prices or anything but if I do decide to go it'll be my first concert. This wasn't too interesting, I know,  but I felt the need for a little more personality on my blog.

do I even have that?

Head in the clouds.

I forgot to post these in August, but it's close enough. It just bothers me because I'm OCD organized like that. (I'm not really OCD, it's just something that everyone has a quality of and mine is organization.)

Anyway, one day last August the sun was right behind this large mass of clouds and you could see the rays shining through and the light creating an outline. ( I have more pictures. )

August 2010



You are me and I are You.

"Today you are You, that is truer than true.
There is no one alive who is Youer than You."
-Dr. Suess

Needles and Sterling silver

I've wanted my nose pierced since I was in the 7th grade, I finally got it pierced when I was in my sophomore year of high school. Before my first facial piercing I've had my ears pierces twice on each ear and one cartilage on my right ear. My first facial piercing was like nothing I've felt before because it was pierced with a needle and obviously in such a different more noticeable location. I was filled with a nervous excitement. I still love it to this day.

Since then it feels as though whole new possibilities have opened. I feel it's somewhat addicting. I've gotten my tragus and rook pierced. I'm looking forward to getting other facial piercings as well. I always think about each one of my piercings for at least a year before I get them (which is something I think everyone should do) I pay for all my own "special" piercings so I wouldn't want to regret them later and have it be a waste of money, and, even though small, leave a scar behind as a reminder.

I'm thinking about getting my septum pierced(above) I love my nose and I never really thought about getting my septum pierced until I saw pictures of other people with them and they were cute and understated. I always thought about septum piercings as being a huge bull-like ring.

I'm also thinking about getting dimple or cheek piercings (also above) again the first time I saw them I thought they were a little weird, but not ugly. The more people I saw with them, the more I grew to like them. These are one of the more serious piercings I'd have to think about though. I couldn't have them done anytime soon, not until I know where I am in life. It'd be too risky to get them and have to take them out because of jobs, school, social situations, etc.

I've wanted my tongue pierced for quite a while now (last winter actually) and this will probably be the next piercing I get. There's just something cool about having a piercing in a hidden unique spot. I'm not sure why I like them so, but I do.

Lastly a vertical labret (above) is one that I'm thinking about but am not quite sure. I don't think I have the right lips for this and it may seem like too much with my other piercings (things I take in account for any piercing) But I do think this is quite lovely, especially with the combination of lovely lips as well.


(all photos found on Tumblr.)

Rain, rain, don't go away.

Can I change like to love? I love rain in general, if it were a person I'd marry him in an instant.

One eye shall remain Open.

So I didn't get much feedback on my State Fair submission but that's alright. The piece I decided to enter was my One eye shall remain Open. I entered this piece because it displays my current work and is probably one of my more technically better pieces. This late summer I started working with acrylic (which I used to hate) and have gotten better at it. I've actually grown quite fond of acrylic and will surely use it more often.

August 2011

Enjoy

"Life is a brief intermission, between birth and death, enjoy it. " - M.K. Soni

State Fair

I've entered a piece into the New Mexico State Fair several times now. Both times I've won an honorable mention. The first time made me really happy, I was expecting to win nothing. The second time again I was happy to win it, but now I want at least a third place. Or at least that's what my goal is, but I still want to be true to myself and enter something I love and that I put my soul into.

(I've also had a piece in the Metro youth art exihibit and won an honorable mention from that too. )

Anyway the State Fair submitions are coming up next week and I'm not exactly sure which piece to put in, I was considering my dear ( But remember, Be careful what you do, Because I'm not Bulletproof) but I'm not 100%. What do you guys think? (I know I don't have many followers, but I thought I might as well try and get feedback) You can view my artwork under the "Blood" tab at the top and tell me by commenting or e-mailing me at the left.

My bones are tired, Daddy.

"Beauty may be skin deep, but ugly goes clear to the bone."

-Red Foxx

I love bones, especially certain ones in particular.  In my paintings your always bound to find a girl who looks as though she could use another meal or two. Not that I encourage anorexia or bulimia, or am either of those. I just happen to like naturally and unnaturally bony bodies. There's something about the inside of our bodies finding its way outside that fascinates me I guess.

I myself have always been a bit bony. My collarbones, spine and hip bones are pretty prominent. Those are some of my favourite things about me. That may be why one of my favourite bones to see on others are collar bones, I think they're beautiful. People say that a long slender neck is stunning, I say the same, but for collarbones.

Spines, ribs and shoulder blades I find to be quite pretty as well. There's especially something about ribs that I love. I like the way they feel, the way they look, and the way they act as a cage to protect vital organs. the first time I started drawing/painting bony girls, the bones I started with were ribs. There's something about them that I can't quite explain. They're just special.

My soul is dark Violet.

"The soul becomes dyed with the color of its thoughts" - Marcus Aurelius

July 2011

I've had white walls for four years and I couldn't stand them. when we moved last summer and were promised that we could have our rooms painted I was ecstatic. Before, I would hang artwork, collages, and magazine pictures on every wall trying to make them a little more exciting.

Finally last weekend it was warm enough out and there was enough extra money to buy paint. I chose purple based on the fact that it's my favourite color. I painted all Saturday afternoon, early Sunday morning, and later Sunday afternoon. It was a lot of work for just me but makes me feel that much better every time I'm in there.

 I can't stop looking around. One color can change any room so dramatically, mine finally feels pulled together. The color not only changed the room but the way I feel in it, more creative and calm. I never want white walls again, unless, of course, it goes with the theme of the room.

See me, Feel me.

Few are those who see with their own eyes and feel with their own hearts.
-Albert Einstein

There will be blood.

Blood plays an important role in all of our lives. It gives us life and runs through all of us. No matter how different we all are on the outside, our blood is all the same color, the same substance. we are all connected.

I've had a fascination with blood for a while now. Most people get squeamish when seeing or hearing about blood but it never really seemed to bother me. The actual reason for how the blood was spilt makes me more squeamish than the blood itself.

The taste of blood is something I'll never forget, whenever a tooth would come out, that metallic-y, iron-like flavor. I have a "fetish" you could call it, with nose bleeds, and any sort of liquid substance coming out of  the mouth, eyes, nose, etc. If you look at my artwork, a lot of my pieces contain one of these elements. I have no idea where it comes from, it's just something I find beautiful.

One other element of blood is it's beautiful vivid color. Red. Red is probably one of the most powerful colors. when you think of red you think of anger, passion, warnings, wrath, blood(of course), error, etc. all emotions and actions that harbor intense, loud, meaning.


"It will have blood, they say; blood will have blood." - William Shakespeare

Thinking with your heart, not your head.

"But those things that proceed out of the mouth come from the heart." - Matthew 15:18

"for whatever is in your heart determines what you say." - Matthew 12:34

Gods "mistakes"

Gods "mistakes" of any kind are absolutely beautiful. Recently I've been greatly inspired by animal as well as human mutations. I love animals already and love them even more when they have an extra limb or natural amputation. These creatures remind me of dreams, everything seems pretty realistic but there's always something off, it may be just the feeling you have or something more obvious.

This little guy was the inspiration behind my newest ink piece, "But remember, Be careful what you do, Because I'm not Bulletproof." He/she is definitely my favourite, I'd like to know him/her in real life.

I'm probably going to do a piece inspired by these two also. How could you say no to one cute little face like this, much less two?

 This is an actual animal from years ago created when they bred a horse/donkey and a zebra. They still exist today and are called Zebroids. They're sort of like the Liger, a hybrid between two close animals. I think there's something kind of magic about them, they don't seem as believable as the Liger.

This guys name is Eclyse. He's pretty rare based on the fact that most Zebroid have a zebra father and horse mother, he doesn't. The sad thing about these hybrids is that they aren't the work of God but of humans, and because normally these two animals wouldn't breed, they're hybrid offsprings are born infertile most of the time.