Gotta say, this blue is mesmerizing. I’m so excited to get my Depop shop going, I have so many awesome Vintage finds that I can’t wait to share. The photoshoots have been a blast, stay tuned for the launch of said shop on January 31st. Depop username is @jenaekayy , so if you wanna stay updated on my current creative/business ventures, go follow me there. Also if you want to see more artsy/modeling photos go on over to instagram and follow me there, @whynotb.you
So as most people who know me know, I am not the most fashionable on the block.
However, I recently found myself researching vintage selling platforms, which led me to depop, poshmark, and others. With some of the amazing clothes I’ve been finding, I figured it would be an injustice not to try and find them a home where they will get shown off and rock people’s socks off, as they should.
Here I am, down another creative rabbit hole… But first PHOTOS, and the question, Do you Even fashion?
Doodles will forever be a source of therapy for me. Putting a pen to paper is therapeutic, isn’t it?
If it isn’t for you, I’m sure you have something that calms you… How often do you do it?
Lately I’ve been sketching everyday pretty naturally, I don’t know if anyone else can relate but it seems that there is an overflow of creativity and artistic/intrinsic motivation.
Today I’m keeping things short and sweet, and sharing a few of my latest sketchbook gems. I’m seeing improvement in some areas and not in others, but for me it never has been about the quality when it comes to sketches.
Man, it has once again been a while. Let’s just call it a temporary hiatus that may swerve and vary depending on my living situation in the present.
Lately, I have been so split into different ideas, creative outlets, and work.
Honestly though, I’m really loving it. I have never been so focused on things that I enjoy, and never learned so much about life, business, and art. I know life is going in the right direction now, I’m just hoping I can make my dreams a reality. In the time of covid, it’s especially difficult to start a small business, and have plans to start a business revolving around art sales.
Working at the antique shop though, has given me the ability to really get creative, find objects that would normally lay in a wasteland of things, and create something new and fresh out of the last persons trash. I may not be the best salesperson, but I certainly can bring a unique skillset to the table. I just need to find the people that understand what it is that all of this means to me. As far as that goes, I think I’m on the right track.
My current acrylic project is a pair of anti covid Reeboks, and I’m actually really excited to see how they turn out, an on going project that I’m working on are painted vinyl records, and I’m also working on painting a saw blade sign for a local business. I’m hoping to get some of my up cycled original pieces completely finished so I can start up a shop, just for artsy things, and hope that people like my stuff.
My problem has always been marketing and social media, so I’m hoping that I can improve that more naturally, rather than forcing myself into something that deters me from the parts of the job that I truly enjoy.
Anyway thanks for being here, and reading through my life, as sporadic and crazy as it may be. Here’s to new adventures, and blossoming creativity. Let’s bring art back to the area of importance that it should be.
It’s something I’ve been thinking about a lot actually, maybe I’ll write a whole post about the implications of these tumultuous times, and my view of the necessity of expression during said times.
Here are a few photos of the shoes I’m working on, unfortunately I don’t have any proper photos of the vinyls yet, but stay tuned for those!
Over the past couple weeks, my life has drastically shifted in so many ways, all during a very chaotic holiday season. That said, things seem to be going in a good direction, being pushed out of my comfort zone may have been exactly what I needed.
On a whim I picked up a job at an antique shop, and have found some amazing treasures, I’ve had creativity pouring out, and I really do think the opportunities are endless. My favorite find so far is a 1945 1st edition Naked City by Weegee book. They seem to be listed at anywhere from 2-5 hundred dollars online, however rare books aren’t as coveted as they once were, and I really did fall in love with the book after looking through the pages. It’s a photography book with narration in between, the provocative photos that document NYC in the 1940s are amazing and terrifying. It’s like jumping through time, and I’ve found a real love for it.
Anyway, I am onto the next adventure, and seeing how things play out, thanks to everyone who takes the time to read my blurbs about life, and I hope you bear with me and continue to enjoy my all over the place kind of content and personality.
I did start an etsy account that is still being updated with new antique treasures quite often, and I actually plan on looking into starting a second one for antique items that I spruce up with my own artistic influence eventually. Right now though I am a bit overwhelmed with just looking through the things that are already there, and magical in their own right.
I’ll keep you guys updated as I go. I have some 1950s yearbooks that I have to photograph, I want to share them with you. It’s so amazing how different everything seemed, although my favorite picture was a girl with a vodka bottle in one hand, and a cigarette in the other. It seems college hasn’t changed all that much!
Does anyone else find that, once everything gets thrown outside of your comfort zone, you are full to the brim with ideas and opportunities?
Lately I’ve been struggling to balance all of the things that are in motion in my life. I’ve found in this process that I am able to turn uncertainty into creativity. Or creativity forces itself in times of uncertainty. Either way, I am excited for what’s in store, and I appreciate all of you bearing with me through this time. I’ve been all over the place, but there are a bunch of projects in the works that I am thoroughly looking forward to sharing with you.
Like I said, art is pouring out of my ears, and I can feel that it’ll be great, when I finally have the time to get some pieces completed.
Finding a home at an antique shop has been a mind-boggling experience, and please bear with me while I try to catch up.
Thank you, for being you.
It’s been a minute since I’ve even opened up my laptop. I don’t really know what to say on here, my mind is still trying to catch up with a crazy series of events that hit me out of no where. Basically right now I am looking for a place to stay short term, until I can figure out a living situation. My car is packed up and I’m lost in space, it’s strange because I swear I had a dream about typing this up.
For tonight however, I have a warm bed to sleep in and am content. Sorry that’s really all I’ve got for now, I’m still finding time to paint and wind down throughout the days, even though I am stressed more than I have been in… well, in a very long time.
I hope the holiday season is going well for all of you, thanks for listening. Goodnight, talk to yah soon.
I always torture myself around the holidays, I hate Christmas shopping and still love the meaning behind handmade gifts. However, every year I trick myself into thinking that I am a quality painter, when in fact I am not. This year though, I have found a new joy in contemporary/abstract art, whether I not I give them as gifts, I have learned a lot and had a blast experimenting with color, shape, and texture.
Either way, I’ll let the art speak for itself and show you what I’ve managed over the past few days, with this style of art, I find that coming back to the painting each day and adding layer upon layer, leaves plenty of room for transformation and evolution in thought. Each piece has a story hidden beneath it’s outer shell, and to me that’s where the magic is in this type of painting.
In the very beginning of this Ted Talk I was captivated, the eloquence with which Andrew speaks, is truly captivating. Truly, no one does think about the ludicrous feeling of not wanting to take food out of the fridge for lunch, not being able to get out of bed to shower.
It is also an interesting idea that we are far behind in treatment for illnesses like depression, yet we have come so far in the past 100, 50, 20 years.
I have found myself not being able to do those same things lately, not walking downstairs to get food out of the fridge, not leaving the house. It’s a huge problem, it’s an illness that plagues the world, and I find it interesting that it seems that nothing can separate this illness from individual personality and character. Diluting your mental state with medication is sometimes necessary and beneficial, but it is that, that separates yourself from your own insight. Existential questions that are asked by all, mingle in the brain of the depressed, are pondered often and thoroughly…. I wish it felt beautiful and profound to be a person who ponders, sometimes I suppose it is.
I’m interested to hear any thoughts about this, it can be lonely struggling with your own mind, it can be frustrating when you search for connection on a ground that is so individual and personal. I myself, am trying to find the beauty in asking the tough questions, finding the possibilities within my own incessant mind. What about you?
I’ve been wondering lately why it is that in this time, almost everything can be related to views. We see the world through a lens of pixels and screens, and if we aren’t being seen, we are seeing others who are. I have caught myself refreshing my stats for the day on this blog, constantly hoping someone will recognize me sitting here, all over the place, with no obvious direction, and make sure I’m seen… I’m hoping for someone else to come in and whisk me away to a place where things make sense, I find success, and everything is just a-ok because I have views and that’s all that I need right? Well I’m quite obviously wrong…. The truth really is that this blog has very little direction. It’s where I take all my interests to a screen and hope that someone else sees where I can succeed and carries me along a path that I can’t even see myself.
Alas, the world is not so simple, even with all the technology we have at our fingertips.
Alas, I am still figuring life out, seemingly at a snails pace, I’m trying to figure myself out too. Where I fit, who I can be, what I can be, and most importantly, how I can make a living in this cutthroat place.
I have dreams, and dreams require funds, and funds are only made through… well a job. I have been working again part-time during this age of Corona virus, I have been making my keep, but I strive for a passionate interest that can mean both success and a life I love. I have so many things to be grateful for, and I don’t want to take all the things that I do have for granted. I’m simply wondering, and contemplating the struggle that is finding what it is that will bring me sustenance as well as happiness.
Have any of you found a true passion in your work? What do you do? How did you find your happiness in life?
Thanks for listening to this random rant about life, what else is a young adult to do besides share their idealistic fantasies?