"...irresistible metaphors both for the skin that forms the barrier between the internal and external, and for the costume that enables its interpretation"

mary tuma is an artist who has an educational background in textiles, fashion history, and design.  her latest work is a tribute to palestinian prisoners on hunger strike.  the fabric and fiber of silk become agents which symbolizes the body, space, and time of these individuals.  

"There is an intangible "place" where the body becomes an emotional landscape. Though I cannot define this, it is a goal of the work to describe that place. Ideally, this leads to work both mournful and humorous, simultaneously real and surreal."

Mary Tuma. Home for the Disembodied. 2000.

an interview here about her latest work:

http://www.drainmag.com/ContentHORROR/Reviews/Frakes.html

her personal website and artist statement:

http://marytuma.com/index.html

i can see you but my eyes are not allowed to cry

julia holter is my latest music obsession.  she reminds me of a female version of john maus, but with more feminine, ethereal sounds and a dreaminess that reminds me of cotton candy and summer.  in a way reminds me of how women are meant to convey that ephemeral lightness and prettiness.  reminds me of sofia coppola movies or like, girls floating down rivers with long red or blonde hair, running though forests or laying in grass.  lots of sunshine and lens flare.

 listen to this song, and you'll understand why:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c5d_J3CPeiI

i bet if ophelia could listen to modern music while floating down the river out of desperation and aching, pining away love over a dude that doesn't deserve her, she would probably be listening to julia holter.  poor girl.

Ophelia, John Everett Millais, 1851-52