Monday, September 20, 2010

Something Bizarre: Myriapods - The Musical

Millepede'sthey repulse me, and fascinate me.

  • I think about what it would feel like to have one on your skin? Do I dare? Could I stand it?
  • What sort of mindless coordination takes place for it to get moving? Is it mindless?
  • Most eat and live in decaying plant matter... nice.


I spotted this little guy (?), slowly making his way across a path while on holiday this summer. I was mesmerized.







Are you bored? Play the catchy tune and look again ;)



Have you hugged you invertebrate today?



Love,

Tess


Vangelis - Theme from 'Chariots of Fire'

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

About 'Feeling Up' Brushes & Putting Paint on Canvas

I...am a dabbler. I dabble at this and I dabble at that.


I'm also a doodlerand yes, I've dabbled at drawing doodles ever since I could hold a pencil. I've wandered though art supply stores... fingering brushes, opening tubes of oilreverently inhaling their aroma. I've visualized finished pieces, and hung them in the recesses of my mind. I've spent a lot of time thinking, and yearning, and talking about putting a brush to canvas, but didn't... until the beginning of this year.


Hmmmm... and you know what? Painting make me feel goooood; more than goodit makes me feel euphoric!


I am out of control (Huge coming from someone who organises her spice cabinet alphabetically) and I LIKE it!


I don't have to paint like him, or her, or you, or them, or ANYONE!

I don't have to use a fucking brush if I don't want to!

I don't even have to know what I'm doing!!


Ladies and gentlemen!: Would you please join me in shouting at the top of your lungs:


"TESS DOESN'T KNOW WHAT THE FUCK SHE'S DOING AND SHE LIKES IT!"


Now go sniff some paint, take off all your clothes, and run around naked! You think I'm kidding, but I'm noooot



This is my first painting, and I wanted to share it with you.


'When I Close My Eyes' By: Tess



I have seen variations of this image, when I close my eyes, for as long as I can remember.

Are you afraid?

Am I crazy?

Do I have a tumor?

What does it mean?... I don't know!!


Translating this image to canvas was difficult, because I wanted it to be perfect, and it's not; but it doesn't have to beand we don't have to be...



Why are you still dressed?


Love,

Tess

Friday, September 3, 2010

Something Bizarre: The Happiest Place on Earth?


So. I was strolling through my local China Town a few weeks ago and I came across this...



O___o WTF?


Guess what you're getting for Christmas this year?

Yep. your very own Mayan Mickey... assuming the position⎯and before you ask... Of course they'll be stocking stuffers.



That's it for now.

Love,
Tess

Thursday, September 2, 2010

Poetic Gestures



Ah, God, the Way Your Little Finger Moved

by Stephen Crane



Ah, god, the way your little finger moved

As you thrust a bare arm backward

And made play with your hair

And a comb a silly gilt comb

Ah, Godthat I should suffer

Because of the way a little finger moved.





That's it for now.


Love,

Tess

Friday, August 20, 2010

The Bizarre: What The Pluck!

Never leave home without a camera. Why, you ask? Because you just never know what you're going to see.


Case in point, a few photo's taken around my neighborhood recently:



Now I know I put my lucky chicken's foot in here somewhere!


Fcuk flowers. Nothing says "I love you" like a whole dead chicken.


Cock and Rims. I hear they do a mean tossed salad next door.


He asked me if "I wanted him to *smile*". I said "Sure!".

(Can you see it?)



Now that's dinner conversation.


Oh My God! Somebody ripped off Mother Goose!


I'm sorry to break it to you guys...


Ever wonder why pigs are so happy? I don't think it's the shit.


Run!

That's it for now.


Until then, here's a piece of my ,
Tess

Monday, August 16, 2010

Drawing On My Thoughts

Have you ever had a thousand things you wanted to say, but just not out loud?

Perhaps a picture is worth a thousand words.

'Echos of a Grasshopper'
by: Tess



I'm missing you.



Love,
Tess

Thursday, August 5, 2010

The Bizarre: On Bugis Street



It had been a while since I visited Bugis Streetso I rang up a friend to see if she was interested, she was, and off we went.


Kai Tais of Bugis early 60's


The area of Singapore, known as Bugis, has a rich and colourful history. It has long been associated with trading and frequented by sailorsat one time, even pirates! But it was during the 1950's through the early 80's, that Bugis Street became internationally notorious for it's nightly congregation of outrageous & lovely Transwomen. Once word got out, the area fast became a place for sojourning sailors and tourists, who came to partake; gawk, or perhaps even looking for love.


A poster from the Movie


This brief, flamboyant time in Singapore's history came to end in the mid 80's, when the entire area underwent an urban re-development and the subsequent construction of the Bugis Metro Station. Despite a recent attempt by the Singaporean Tourism Board to recapture it's seedy glamour, the entire area still feels a bit faded. But perhaps owing to it's colourful past, locals still come for the cheap goods, and tourists still flock; trying to envision a time when their fathers or grandfathers came to separate the men from the women, who were really men.


How I wish I could've seen it back in the day. For more information, start here



Here are a few photo's of my sanitized Bugis experience.



When reconstituted just wont do.


Well, if he likes 'em... I'm definitely buying some!


I bought one purely based on Trade Mark. I mean, who wouldn't?


Of course I wasn't touching it; I just hovered. The Auntie would've kicked my ass!


Neighhh! PPbrr!


Apparently they do lashes as well (for your eyes, not with a riding crop)


*Click*


Salesman: "Hey! No Pictures, No Pictures!"

Tess: "Is that something Jesus would say?!?"

Salesman: "I don't care! *makes shoo-ing motion* NO PICTURES!"


Tess: "Wow, what BIG eyes you have!"

Dolls: "All the better to watch you with my dear"

Tess: "Waaahhhhh... Make them stop!!"


Inner monologue:

"I really like this shirt"

"Should I buy it?"

"Do I need it?"

"Would I wear it?"

"Nah"

(walks away and wakes of the next morning full of regret)



Adjacent to Bugis Village, stands Fu Lu Shou Complex.


Where you can:

Say a quick prayer

Stock up on your Buddhist or Daoist paraphernalia

Have your aura photographed (which of course, I did)

Buy a large amethyst geode, a lucky amulet, or a camera!


It's one-stop shopping!


That's not a monk! That's Winston Churchill!


Taking the inconvenience out of death.



I could add more, but I'm going to take pity on you, (and me, because this is taking waaaay too long) and wrap it up by saying....


Come see me! You know you want too!


I always have beer and salty snacks.

I'll take you to the nicest places.

You will laugh.

I do my hair very nice.


um.... I can't think of anything else, just hurry!


That's it for now.


Love,

Tess