As you can tell I haven’t written anything in a hot minute…well I figured I’d pick up the habit again, however this time I’ll try to write about things that actually interest me and hopefully I’ll get some people somewhat involved (would love to see responses from people with similar interest, if my posts are even seen by ANYONE for that matter XD).
I’m in a very odd place in my life right now where I feel like I want to do some independent studying on art, design and photography. I’m currently enrolled in an internship program but it’s been very on and off. In the mean time I’ve kept busy watching a family friends kid; Stellan aka. the cutest little boy you’ll ever meet!Besides that I’ve been trying to get back to exercising and ofc spending time at my night job to actually support myself and remaining financially independent. To add to all the craziness I just turned 21 (!) which still feels odd as I feel like I have to act the part…which is usually easy being that I’ve been living thousands of miles from my parents for years. It’s just that I tend to blame a lot on being young meanwhile I still feel an enormous pressure to be progressing within a desired career since I’m not enrolled in school at the moment. Ok enough for now, please check back soon when I have far more interesting material to offer hehe
P.S. The picture featured is me hanging out with a doll during our walk home from Greenpoint yesterday, clearly still figuring out life.
xx – Yeni
I was a bit more observant while I made my way to work last night and despite only having my phone on me I thought I’d capture this little clip.
We could look at art as humans and I suppose to some extent us humans are a form of art ourselves.
Coveted art to me might differentiate from what you consider coveted/desired etc. We all like different types of art just like we all have our own taste in music, fashion, food/cuisine, people etc. Personally contemporary art is my favorite but one of my favorite subjects in school was art history which taught me the beauty and story behind every painting. Renaissance art for instance isn’t my favorite or something I’d necessary hang in my own apartment but the history and story of that period of time holds so much to it. I find people who love art more deeply in touch with many elements of life, sounds awfully cliché and maybe even a little dumb but i truly think appreciating one and another’s work gives society more passion and understanding. We understand more about previous centuries and see change through art.
Anyways I don’t know why I started writing this little piece but my point that I wanted to get at was that it makes me a little sad how much art is held in storage spaces at museums rather than being displayed. A great read about this could be found here!
For instance; one of my favorite pieces at the MoMa is not currently ‘on view’ but was displayed last year; Leger’s “Three Women”. MoMa does a pretty good job “recycling” the art they own but many museums rarely ever showcase the majority of art they own.
The color’s are much more empowering in person.
X – Jenny
She has been an inspiration of mine for years, when I heard the devastating news that she had past away I felt the need to start photographing again. I’ve had Japan on my mind for a while, documenting the culture and lifestyle there.
Mark had a raw take on photography, she didn’t “sugar coat” her pictures, she was fearless and showcased things as they were. She is one of few to capture beauty in uncertain, sometimes scary and dangerous environments. She would often photograph those who had “less advantages in life” as journalist Natasha Vargas-Cooper mentions in her article; “My favorite photographer Mary Ellen Mark has died”.
Mark inspires me to pick up my camera and do what I really thrive to do in this short lifetime. Sure I’m looking to work for an advertising agency in the near future and staying in New York but before I turn 25 I’ve decided I need to follow some of my true passions.
RIP to this beautiful human, take a look at her amazing story telling photographs. They are truly fascinating. You can read her obituary on NYtimes here!
You can find her photographs on her website, any of her books, exhibitions that might be shown or simply by googling her name.
In a month I’ll be standing with a diploma in one hand and rosé flying in the air (read: I’m getting a college degree and plan on celebrating…) Being that I’m mentally 35 year old with the body and appearance of a 20 year old I find it hard to waste any of my savings on a bigger splurge. However it’s time I invest in a new bag and here are some of my favorites. Be ready for some serious bag envy hehe
I’m leaning towards the White Balenciaga, a new style that’s super sleek and beautiful. But a decision is yet to be made.
(All pictures used in this post are from Barneys.com)
Hello again readers of my awful blog that I plan on making a series of my work (photography and talking about my semi pointless opinions) mainly because I can. As far as I’m concerned it’s Spring in Williamsburg and I’m V happy about it. My weekend consisted of liquids in various forms and brunch. Rare.
Ok I’ll be back soon to tell you how much I love Prada platforms and baby Balenciaga bags and crazy pastels and fringe and all things super cute.
It’s been far over 24 hours since I left my house in Brooklyn, NY. I was at JFK aaaalll day yesterday. No hope. Accompanied by about thirty other stand-by passengers. Two of them made it to Fort Lauderdale, that was the 5th or 6th flight that I was hoping to get on that day. Eventually I decided to at least head anywhere south. I would have changed vacation plans and gone to San Fran or New Orleans but sadly my luggage has been in Florida since 9.30 am…since yesterday, so it made it’s way there. Owner, not so much. And vacation with no change of clothes or hygiene products?No thank you.
Well anyways headed down to Washington-Dulles Intl. & got a connection to Charlotte, NC. Stayed in a shitty airport hotel that looked a little like something out of a horror movie and slept with the light on. Note I NEVER sleep with the light on but I’m pretty sure the door wouldn’t even lock properly ok?
I was very wishful of getting a flight early this morning and jumped on the shuttle at 5.30 am. Well I made it here but so did 11 other stand by passengers all just staring at the board as our flight said “taxiing” aka. no seats for us.
Just changed my flight to destination; Miami hoping I actually make it this time, there’s actually some hope this time around. Wish me luck!Still have to make it to fort lauderdale from Miami but hey thats’s what trains and busses are for, nothing can phase this bish.
P.S. The whole purpose for this trip was to spend sometime by myself and thinking about some quite significant life changing decisions, but hey at least I can add this to the “tap me on the back I was patient” list & soon I’ve gathered quite a few of these stories so I could probably write a comical or advice book on the subject?yeah.
The pictures are from my last visit to Fort Lauderdale. Hope the weather is on my side this time.