Holly Would Babylon

People Come Here to Die

2008-06-30T12:21:00.000-07:00

This is the first out of a slew that I am making for my next art show. The theme is preety basic--- places people die/have died.

oops?

2008-03-21T09:44:00.001-07:00

Sid Vicious...

Bijoux-licious...

I knew I shouldn't have spent so much time trying to contact him on the Ouija as a tyke.

Dying Happy and Works in Progress

2008-03-16T22:39:00.000-07:00

I am en route to finishing Into the Wild and I just finished watching the film. Now, most people cry during this movie, but I felt happy. I think the best way to go out is with a smile and he did just that. There's no need for tears, he was happy and it's what he wanted.
I am buying a digital camera this week. I made two small-scale murals on the girls' walls, I have quilted a queen size spread, I am still working on my PRO-SUBJECTIVISM 30x40 and I am finishing my knitted gren scarf with the violets.
Oh, just you wait! Once you see it all, I promise, your demise will be joyous!

My Favourite Poem by ee cummings

2008-03-13T22:30:00.000-07:00

somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
any experience,your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,or which
i cannot touch because they are too near
your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens(touching skillfully,mysteriously)her first rose
or if your wish be to close me,i and
my life will shut very beautifully,suddenly,as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;
nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility:whose texture
compels me with the colour of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing
(i do not know what is is about you that closes
and opens; only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands

My blog

2008-03-13T09:43:00.001-07:00

So, I am basically going to use this to pulish my newer works, whether it be in the form of writing or art. You might occasionally get the drunken, angry Holly blabbing her face-off about why such n such is so UNFAIR, but I'll try to keep that to a minimal.
You might even get a drunkenm lovey dovey Holly making poems up about why she loves everyone.
You never know.
I like to keep it that way.
Cheers.

The F-Holes

2008-03-13T09:38:00.000-07:00

This is a HUGE self-portrait that tells a lot about what makes me tick. I was having a rough go of things this past summer and not being able to disclose a lot of personal information about myself...well, it's not that I wasn't able, I think I was unwilling... I made this painting.

It is aptly named F-Holes because (a) I actually do have the Man Ray Violin d'Ingres F-Holes on my back and (b) it sounds smutty. And a lot of the painting is smutty, but hopefully tasteful as well.

Making this painting is one of themost cathartic things I have ever done for myself.

Koi PoP!

2008-03-13T09:34:00.000-07:00

I was crying while making this because I clearly had no idea what I was getting into. See all the scales on each fish? Keep in mind, this is a big painting! Every scale is made with a hole punch and then individually glued on in a fish scale pattern. It took a long time to make.
Georges boasts that this is his favourite artwork existing on the planet so he proudly hangs it in his dining room. I really wanted this to go to someone who would love it, since I poured so much work and love into it.

Who's Playground?

2008-03-13T09:33:00.000-07:00

I don't know. It's discarded youth. Playful decay. Lost innocence.

I gave it to Kim.

Saturday Night Fleshbots

2008-03-13T09:31:00.000-07:00

Just another thing I have grown tired of. It's an anime version and is probably self explanatory.

They come over in drones and leave their imprint every which way they go.

Hall-Giles

2008-03-13T09:28:00.000-07:00

A couple of years ago, Chris Boyd passed away on his wedding day. This sent all of our neighbourhood into a shock. He was one of the most articulate men I had ever met and it was such a pleasure knowing him.
I remade his prize possession, his Vintage Vespa Primavera w/chrome and gave it to Vicky D. I wanted to immortalize our dear King of the Road.
He was a very funny guy too! I like funny.

Cielo

2008-03-13T09:23:00.000-07:00

Have I mentioned that I am a true crime addict? Well, there you have it. I read as much Charles Manson stuff as I can get my grubby little hands on. I don't sympathize by any means, but I enjoy trying to unravel the logic of him. We probably have a lot of similarities, all warped.

Anyhow, I wanted to recreate what the Polanski/Tate House looked like upon hearing the first gunshot, which ended up killing Steve Parent.

At that precise moment, I imagine Leslie Krenwinkle doing a creepy-crawlie around the windows.

Hands

2008-03-13T09:20:00.000-07:00

Hands are very important to me. I love to hold hands. I will hold a stranger's hand, if I feel the need or if I sense they need it. I hold hands when I feel so much love, I want to burst or if I am terrified. Hands are meant for holding and healing. I made this after an incident with a friend of mine when I was so full of anxiety and I sensed his exertion of the biggest, happiest and warmest vibes ever. We held hands for hours.

I wanna hold your HAAAAAND!

Forget-Me-Nots

2008-03-13T09:16:00.000-07:00

I made this in exchange for a beautiful and innovative apron shirt by the great KB VanHorn or North Hollywood fame. I knew of her love for Dios de los Muertos, fabric and such so I ripped apart my old blood red prom dress and used it for curtains.

KB is one of my idols!

League of Extraordinary Bitches

2008-03-13T09:14:00.001-07:00

When times were rough for most of the bitches, we banded together. I have never face-to-face met any of the bitches (I'm the one of the extreme left. I am known for my acrobatics and knifery), I have been pals with them online for about 7 years!

Eenie Meanie

2008-03-13T09:10:00.000-07:00

This is Eenie Meanie. She's stealthy, vibrant and really dislikes grammatical errors. Actually, I made this for my friend Eenie who went through a very difficult time a few years back. I sent this to her for her birthday and it seemed to give her the strength she needed to pull through her grieving.

I love Eenie very much, the person and the painting!

Arty Bucco

2008-03-13T09:06:00.000-07:00

Ok, since this is my first entry into this new blog, I suppose I'll start by posting some of my older creations. Some I love and others I cringe at.

To your left, you'll find Chelsea Brawl. It was made out of cardboard, canvas and collage. I donated it to a Vespa Scooter Rally and don't know where it is at the moment.