Thoroughly obsessed with Peter Capaldi and Ghost-Shaped Peeps right now and these things are enough to fill my cold, dark, tiny, shriveled heart with warmth and light.
TODAY I ATE BIRTHDAY CAKE FLAVOURED PEEPS AND IT THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE FOR THAT REASON AND THAT REASON ALONE.
hey…hey pssst…it’s an update…
Gosh darnit it seems I’ve lost a few followers…Sorry I’ve been so lax with the updates/posts lately, just worked a 13 day week, followed by two six-day weeks and I’ve had little time to myself as of late. But now that I finally have a real weekend, things are looking up!
Payed all my bills, got some pieces nice and framed and it seems like there may be a pay-raise on the horizon! Hooray!
Maybe I CAN be an adult after-all! Sort-of kind-of possibly…
Aaaaaaannywhatzit, wanna say thanks for stickin’ around to all you stand-up folks!
Posts will resume when time and stress-levels allow,
Joanne Nam’s paintings are only a fraction of the lush, labyrinthian stories that inspired their creation. Stark, finely wrought visions of nightwalks and blurry memories populate the landscape of Nam’s world, leaving a ghostly but familiar chill with the viewer. In this interview, Joanne Nam delves into her upbringing in the forests of Korea, relating the strange impressions her life has left on her that continue to inspire her work. “I am not going to paint an old man dragging a dead dog,” she says—a recurring memory of hers—“However, I would definitely paint a girl feeling the strangely beautiful disturbance.” Nam lives and works in Los Angeles.