Daniela [12 Oct 2008|04:17pm] lithium_picnic [lithiumpicnic] model: Daniela corset: Antiseptic photo by LITHIUM PICNIC studio 3 comments|post comment

New/Old Work [12 Oct 2008|02:00am] lithium_picnic [lithiumpicnic] I redid this image of Ugly Shyla (title: Communion) for a show at Paul Booth's Last Rites gallery in NYC next week. The frame is custom I spent about as much time on the frame as I did working on the image. 19x23 heavy vintage wood frame - archive frame stretched canvas wrap.  The ribbed inner inlay around the photo was miter cut and added by me, also some blue gem points and wood flourishes.  I have some behind the scenes shots and videos of me making the frame I'll post soon. I was so happy with this ghostly, darker, desaturated version I'm releasing a poster version of it as the October LP fundraiser poster soon.  More info and links on that soon. more detail shots here: http://lithiumpicnic.com/photos/shyla/index.html 7 comments|post comment

[11 Oct 2008|09:10pm] mzb027 why cant men just tell the truth when asked a simple question? hes made me incredibly leary. I guess we'll see what happens. Im trying not to let myself fall into this obscene jealous paranoia, but hes kinda pushin it. argh. I had no business driving home from the bar last night. I had to pull a pirate and cover one eye so the lanes wouldnt blur together. can we say dui? god forbid a second one. the first one was hassle enough. I swear he popped a mickey in my drink. Im kinda waiting for the other shoe to drop all in all. post comment

[02 Oct 2008|11:35pm] mzb027 [ music | I'll Be Lovin You Long Time. Mariah Carey vs. Designer Drugs. ] As the world turns. Patti was up for the weekend. I CRAVED her presence. We spent the entire five days in a bar, and at least three of them involving blow. Thursday was lookin like MIA and dancing and blow fresh off the plane. Friday was recover and chill, oh yea then go to the bar. Saturday was breakfast wit ma Baby Daddy and drinkin at Dennys? (I know, they actually had a full scale bar... fade in to me sayin I want dessert and I order a huge fuckin cocktail at ten in the am and the waitress looks at me and says But thats a drink hunny! to which i smugly smirk and reply, yea? good times). uhm. shopping. then ma mans bar opening night. oh. did I say blow? sunday was mexican food by Patti at dougs and then Fat Lorenzos, which Im still grazing off of by the way. Monday morning Patti flew out, but not before we polished off two thirds a case of champagne and huh? blow the night before. I miss her already. She was the hottest bitch in town. no. really. the gays didnt quite know what to do with her. wow. I really told her to cry a river then swim your ass back across it. These are the days of our lifes. Hes asked me to move in. I thought he was joking and I retorted with "Hunny Bunny, you aint got the closet space." no really. He doesnt. His response as follows in appropriate Minnesotan accent : "Aww, well, ya know, we could just build a walk in ya know, I was thinkin we could just bust through the wall in mine and expand into the room in front of the bedroom, alls I would need is (insert inane construction materials here). To which I said: "Lemme think about it..." Aww! cmon... he wants me to really move in. The adult in me screams wait a year. or ten. Its mighty temptin though. I had no idea he was even diggin me that much. Hes not very verbally affectionate. Very touchy-feely, but a lil on the quiet side. Patty said she saw it comin a mile away after seeing us together. She said it was written all over his face when I would walk up to him. I was thinkin about it today, and I randomly called him, just to ask him how old I am. He still thought I was 25. I said that was why we need to think this through a bit. who am I kidding. Ill have new digs by Christmas. post comment

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