No. 10

What's up, gangsters.

HAVIN A BIG OL' ART SHOW. I'm actually so psyched for this one, because I think strangers may actually show up. It's going to be outside, behind my house, in the parking lotty type thing. There will be bands and musical types [still yet to be determined/confirmed who] playing throughout the night, and then I'll leave that stage area open with a mic and a PA for whoever wants to assault our ears. Acoustic open mic night at Timothy's style. YOU KNEW THEY'D NEVER DIE. And you were right. They were just relocated. And will continue to relocate.

Anyways, guys, shut up about the music, okay? Let's get back to the arty business of this shindig. So like, yea. I'm painting like a fucking lunatic and I anticipate getting no sleep for the rest of August.

OH. RIGHT. I'm going to the Ottawa School of Art in September. That's what this whole art shit show is about. I need to get money. The school sounds so wonderful and is actually really affordable, considering the tuition of other art schools, or like..going to fucking university for art, but I'm still pretty poor.

And I'm going to have to still work full-time while going to school, so this means I will have no life and likely never sleep again. But I'm so stoked for it. ANYWAY. Yea. JESUS man..I have had wayyy too much coffee to be posting right now.

IN ANY CASE. If you see this, and you're not a murderer, you need to swing by 871 Somerset and go to the back and check this out on the 28th of August, which is a Saturday, at 8pm, where I will be tipping cheap wine down your gullets. Yea, you like it.

No. 9

Acrylic on cardboard, text in photoshop.

I made this poster for a cd release show Texas With A Dollar Sign are having. If you live in or around Ottawa, you should come check these dudes out. Their Kemptville dirtbag stench may be off-putting, but they put on a wicked show every time.

No. 8

So, I sang on a few tracks for these guys and they're fucking wonderful. Such talented dudes and super nice. I can't say enough about them. Everyone should check them out.


www.myspace.com/phillymoves

No. 7

There is not nearly enough time in a day. My to-do list is getting ridiculous.

This is a product of procrastination. I should be doing seventeen thousand other paintings, ones that I am getting paid for or ones that I actually give a damn about.

Acrylic on canvas.

No. 6

Also, I got new glasses. And I found this skull back home in Moose Creek, in my field.

No. 5

I miss painting skateboards. Everyone should give me their old decks. I'll do my best to make them snazzy again.

No. 4

All I want to do is paint characters from Star Trek lately... I don't know, man.

Acrylic and ink on a wooden cutting board

Acrylic on cardboard.

No. 3

Holla.

Shading. Seriously, this guy's art makes me want to quit.

Once again: Julian @ 5 Cents Tattoo: http://www.fivecentstattoo.com/

No. 2

Okay, so this isn't really news. But I've started my sleeve, and this dude Julian from 5 Cents Tattoo is doing it. And he's fucking unreal. If anyone in the Ottawa area is thinking of getting a tattoo, or many [which I fully support], go to this guy.

http://www.fivecentstattoo.com/



Everyone who works there is amazing. And I want to live in that shop. Fucking awesome.

No. 1

I'm not an artist.
I just want to make that clear. I haven't a fucking clue what a real artist supposedly is.
I paint and draw and photograph because if I expressed myself via dance, the public would be traumatized. People as gangly as me shouldn't dance, so be grateful that I put my feelings and shit to paper.

This blog exists solely as a means of keeping any- and everyone updated regarding my own personal art-ish goings-on.
I'll be regularly posting new work and requesting that you donate money so that I may feed myself.
I predict that this space will also turn into a host for my sleep-deprived ramblings. I'll try my best to make sure some relevance to my arty shit is maintained.

Maybe I should make some kind of introduction.
Oh, hi. I'm kaylie. I paint and draw without any real idea of what I'm doing in terms of proper techniques and art education. I photograph with a somewhat vague memory of a year spent in a photography program in college.
Mostly I make noises. I sing in a band called The Epilogue, and I also have my own thing called Deus Ex Machina, in which I play all sorts of weird instruments incorrectly and satisfy my self-indulgent singing needs.

ALRIGHT WONDERFUL.
This all sounds so self-deprecating and I think I sound like a huge asshole. I'm actually really optimistic and I'm the luckiest person in the world, and you probably are too, so chin up, dickhead. LET'S BE FRIENDS.