| Tights prototype v2.0b |
[Jun. 27th, 2009|03:01 am] |
The last few months have been really really busy, but par for the course with my sparse-at-best journal updating I suppose.
This latest prototype method is working. Working well enough for production.
And yes, the seams will be even MORE tweaked to damn near perfection for designs that wrap around.
Soon enough, they will be available.
But, in an effort to not be grossly commercial here, just check the pictures.
Proper pimping to come.
Other than that, I'm putting in a shower at my studio and moving in (bummer). Could be worse I suppose, at least I'll have less rent-money evaporating.
good for you
good luck
stay tuned |
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| JG Ballard - RIP |
[Apr. 21st, 2009|01:13 am] |
Just in case you hadn't heard.... not the newest news
but indeed quite significant within it's inevitability
I read Crash for the first time when I was near 21...1989-ish or so. I was in university and quite utterly filled with a corrupted lust for things automotive and kink, with no real peers (yet), no outlet or social medium, and then I read it. And it has never ever been far from my thoughts, ever... daily.
how's bout you?
good luck. |
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| Recollections of a Dilaudil filled afternoon |
[Apr. 13th, 2009|06:10 pm] |
Here's a quick snapshot of Nettie R. Harris wearing my prototype pantyhose leggings whatever. Technically they are just decorated or printed by me. Again, very primitive prototype version here, really to see how the process might or might not work, and to see the color reproduction quality. I'll fix all that seem-weirdness with a couple tweaks.
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Seriously, if I could afford boatloads of Wolford's (and others)... I would.. but alas, necessity is the mother of invention... or innovation at least
much weirder, kookier sheer and opaque leg coverings are under development- I'll let you know.
go see a couple few more shots of Nettie on my DA account (unslick non-html-you-gotta cut n paste version)
jeffcfetish.deviantart.com
ok, so onto the Dilaudil, feel free to tune-out if reading more than 60 words hurts you.
I'm listening to Ennio Morricone's - Harmonica's Brother's Death - from Once Upon A Time In The West. Check it out, and see where it takes you today.
An abbreviated better than 20/20 hindsight. Feb 4, 2004 I was on a work related road trip from Chicago to Columbus, OH. We stopped off at a rest area in the middle of nowhere Indiana. Walking up to the facility I slipped and fell on the ice. The wind and snow was fierce whilst I peered at my leg, and foot, which were now going in directions not natural. I yelped out a bit at the semi deserted facility. I got dragged into the facility, an ambulance was called, the volunteer staff who had just come from his pork barn helped graciously and I was expedited to a local hospital. They immediately administered Dilaudil. Within 2 seconds of the needle hitting my arm, the wonderful underwater sensation of euphoria overcame all of my environment. True to the nature of this controlled narcotic, more than any opiate ever sampled by myself, I was never so more fully disconnected.
I quickly asked for more... for confirmation and authentication of said sensations (or lack thereof)... and received it.
Right then an overly enthusiastic orthopedic surgeon with twinkling eyes came in to tell me the news. Spiral fracture in both Tibia and Fibula bones... and the big bone required a rod for alignment.
I next turned to the person I was making the road trip with, who by the way, was doing the neatest nicest tidyest rails of his personal problem off of the hospital waiting room furniture right before the Doc walked in, and I mumbled/gurgled to him to 'get me some more of that shit they've been givin me, and get me the fuck outta here to Northwestern Memorial' back in Chicago.
Before they piled me into the truck, they fed me again, and enough to keep me under for the 3 hour ride home to Chicago.
And by 'under', I really mean: off into a different dimension where thoughts of running in front of buses, or climbing out onto the top your automobile with you no longer piloting it whilst humming at it's peak speed were beautiful color-filled cartoonish vapors and underwater echoes with reverberating stroboscopic slowmotion vision-snaps were like superglued contact lenses to a brief portion of my mind.
Glee-filled horror.
I tried to cut this short, but this moment is still perfectly preserved.
And why... why bother you with this rambling memory?
As usual, with so many (not all) of these blog things... there is NO POINT. Just an effervescing pool of druel or wisdom or truth or fiction to which we all gather either in schadenfreude or in other morbid curiosities.
BTW- there is no better experience than being an adult and having to learn to walk again (not a joke).
Other than that, I turned 41 last Thursday (the 9th)
Good for you
good luck
Jeff |
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| serious goofyness |
[Mar. 27th, 2009|12:58 am] |
Italian alien robot actress casting call outtake circa 1961- as mastered by Kelly
ever since scrap prices fell so sharply, these bundles have been piling up around here in the filthy factory-land portion of my studio area
long time no see
how are you? |
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| Richard Prince can suck my cock. |
[Mar. 27th, 2009|12:42 am] |
richard prince - 'DICK' - demoted to the 'pandering slut' category of the artworld. a lazy man pissing his provincial skills onto art collectors whilst flying the bird to automotive culture, and other artists.
should a 'discussion' arise- I will expand on that thought.
be well
good for you
good luck |
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| The blind squirrel finds his nut. |
[Dec. 11th, 2008|03:12 am] |
I put up some temporary pages of some nifty and silly things I made recently. 2 kinds of calendars and some silly keychains. All with different images and whatnot. For the particulars of said stuff, check it. This stuff is limited, as I made it mostly just for fun and a joke. Get something silly. Free shipping whoopee. Click the picture below and you'll be there. It's all ready to get shipped now so you can get it quick.
Other than that- somewhat personally, I took a FT gig cause freelance work became very sparse. The new job takes too much of my time, and makes personal stuff more difficult to schedule, we shall see what develops. I'm trying to leverage some presstime at the new place, so I may be able to turn this into an OK thing afterall.
Wondering where Marquis #45 is. I had hoped it would be available before I went to Detroit in early November, but it wasn't and still isn't.
Anyone see one yet?
Speaking of Detroit- I'm finishing up a couple nice snaps of ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=91.7) lapetitearadia who was nice enough to give some time to make some things. It was also nice (all 15 minutes or so in total) to hang a bit with stevedietgoedde. We'll catch up proper one of these days.
unrelated silly shit-
It seems as though the Fake-Italian thing has more than caught on - no longer limited to the touring rockband elite folk, it has spread to the Aussies who spared no expense in production value to bring you this... Think 70's Euro softcore ala Dagmar's Hotpants with wonderful non sequiturs. Welcome- Italian Spiderman.
dig it! this is episode 3, one of the better and sillier ones.
Well.. really nothing too spectacular to report- other than silly stuff to put into your hands.. which, again, is just silly.
be well
good luck. |
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| Pagan holiday n shit. |
[Oct. 7th, 2008|08:56 pm] |
I'm thinking I might actually be getting sick or something. Bad stomach action n aches. Typical Chicago season changes eh? I'm going home...
but before that...
This city is like an Ikea jungle-jim for people who didn't get enough air in the womb.
Copious mindlessness, on tap.
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minutia coupled with trivia.
Marquis #45 - due out sometime this month, a couple few shots I did for HouseOfBias are expected to appear
and I will be attending SkinTwo/Exotica 4 in Detroit early November with Von Livid from Houseofbias.com-
Who's going?
here's a painting-illustration I did of/for Persephone (sickchixxx.com).
This intraweb viewing is shamefully misrepresentative of what a 20x30 print looks like. At this size, it kinda looks very HeavyMetal-ish, which is not really the desired 'look', oh well. Lotsa time in oldschool airbrush techniques and stippling little things to death....but I didn't make it all OLD--
I shot the original photo around 3 years ago, its just been sitting in the can. The delay was mostly because I had just finished a huge advertising illustration project for pattyburger.com (3yrs ago) and was burnt out of emulating vintage-ness... alas here it is ready for the upcoming holiday sugar bong-load.
Not sure what to do with this.
Happy Pagan New Year fuckers.
This is an illustration.. NOT A PHOTOGRAPH (anymore).
and heres a couple recent quickie thingies..
Lilith Ave Satanas - I like hair, and she has a lot of it....
And here's Autopzzy again from another recent shoot - Her pal gave her the hat - It's spectacular.
Anywhoosits
good for you, good luck. |
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| Adam Ant wishes.... |
[Sep. 10th, 2008|01:48 am] |
Right before the final demolition of my space I took a tiny afternoon reprieve/stress break to shoot with Courtney Crave who was in town. Glad I did - She's a real cool time.
And yes, I am listening to Deutscher Girls by Adam and the Ants - Radio 1 BBC Peel sessions from 1978
I have one of those headaches from getting the coffee too late... my head... I'm thinking it has 'hammer' written all over it.
good for you
good luck. |
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| A roasted meltdown served sunnyside up |
[Sep. 8th, 2008|03:37 am] |
no pretty nuggets to share
August 4- big bad rain storm hit town and turned the carpet in my studio into a mold breeding factory.
I was at the melvins show that night - i do not need the dual drummer thing anymore..
Anxiety a-plenty with packing, moving, sitting tight for a month, and now, moving, and unpacking, and resetting my studio shit up again... what a nice motherfucking 30 day hassle I so very lusted and pined after.
No losses, except for time.
bonuses to the flood- demolished 2 useless dividing walls, new flooring, and underwhelmingly boring paint (soon to be covered).
so I'm moving back in and re-setting up.
much less stuff this time around
you can sorta see where walls were in the demo-shot.
enjoy the boredom folks
not even a residue of where a flavor might have been.
good luck |
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