...from a recent photoshoot I styled, to thoughts on a NY Times article about interns as free labor. These things may come with time. But right now, all I can do is apologize for the long hiatus in posting, and offer as an excuse something that I cannot even yet disclose!
Am working on, among other things, something for a huge design competition. Let's just say that New York Fashion Week may be involved.
But what I can share are some thoughts.
After flying back home for spring break with nothing but a dress form, sewing machine, and supplies, then coming back and spending twice as much time in studio as sleeping for the last three days, this is what I have realized:
The first time I can remember feeling this way- when I painted this self-portrait years ago.
What makes you feel the most alive? I miss hearing from you guys. Give me your thoughts, recent accomplishments, the beautiful sparks that your minds are producing these days!
Love,
Tee
2 comments:
Tessa! Your blog injected a flow of energy into my blood, making me motivated again in this gloomy day. Job searching is sucking my positive energy, and I got a refill by reading your blog. Yes. Crush it!! I guess that's the only thing you can do some time in your life. But there is always hope left!
Love and Miss!
Nelly
YOU POSTED THAT COMMENT ON MY WALL. SEE OUR BONDED TANGLE OF INSPIRATION? THE WEB BETWEEN US?
IT IS BOUNDLESS.
HA!
:)
we inspire eachother to become more articulate. to let out quote-worthy sayings. i love you so much.
i feel most alive in beautiful conversations when i'm actually supposed to be doing something else. conversations i will remember for a life time. the bonding between two minds exploding with energy, entangled in neuropassageways. excited. transformative. remembering. transient.
when you are told the truth that you've been so fucking afraid of hearing but know on the inside is what's right. (what jon key did to me that made me laugh and cry and laugh and cry some more)
the first enrapture of beautiful inspiration after days upon days of artistic block and endless procrastination.
your quote.
being utterly, mindblowingly in love. as fleeting as love can be. but that moment. midnight and a parked car.
and a song, and a gentle whisper. and the next morning the words written in red on the motivational quote written on the cieling above my bed.
and waking up to those words for an entire summer.
and the moment before you die.
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