New Yorker assignment

Secret 7"

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Prints for Saleeee

Alright so going through my room, I've found quite a few decent to high quality prints that I no longer need after cleaning out my room. They range from being there for my personal enjoyment to rejected portfolio prints, and I'm opening them up for sale to anyone who would like one.

First come first serve, descriptions and sizes follow, as well as any imperfections.

Contact me at olena.li@gmail.com if you're interested.


1. A Million Red Roses
8x12
Matte (satin finish)
$5 CAD

2. Ave Maria
8x12
Matte (satin finish)
$5 CAD

3. A Bautiful Truth
8.5x11
Matte
$5 CAD


4. Headlock
8.5x11
Glossy (photo paper)
Slight tape transfer mark on front, minor imperfections
$3 CAD


5. Don't Jump
8.5x11
Glossy
Minor imperfections, slight purple tint
$3 CAD


6. Captain
8x7.5
Matte (satin finish)
$5 CAD

7. Boat
8x10
Matte (satin finish)
$5 CAD

$25 for all 7 prints.

Peace,

~Len

18? Oh yeah

So I've had one hell of a birthday celebration, still recovering from the massive amounts of cake I've consumed haha.

A list of current things I'm into:

1.

This dress that I got in the States 2 weeks back. Unimpressed with how it looked on the hanger, it ended up looking up much better on me. The fact that it has pockets? Sold.

2.

Rimmel 60 seconds Nail Polish in 819 Green With Envy. A birthday gift from a friend of mine, and the shiny peacock blue/green is gorgeousssssss.

3. My new Moleskine sketchbook that I love to death and am terrified to draw in.

4. Realizing lately that you can borrow CDs from the library (shut up CDs are awesome) I borrowed Mika's "The Boy Who Knew Too Much", Regina Spektor's "Far" and Kanye West's "808s and Heartbreak". I have an absolutely whacked out taste in music and I apologize for nothing. I've enjoyed all 3 thoroughly and they've made their way onto my beloved ipod.

I've had a great weekend.

~Len

Thinking

I've been thinking a lot lately, which is probably a side-effect of having either not enough work, or enough work but no motivation, but I digress.

There's a few things that I (as well as the majority of the world's population) probably find really weird, but don't really comment on because god knows who has the time to think of these things anymore.
Take fluency in terms of language for example. When does one become fluent in a language? When one can carry on an intelligent conversation that goes beyond the whole "hello" "how are you" "quite fabulous thank you"?

Take it from a high school senior taking university-level English, I have encountered people who ONLY know one language and are thoroughly incapable of carrying on an intelligent conversation.

So we can scratch that I guess.

Maybe when you can think and formulate ideas in a language?

I have 3 languages that I consider myself fluent in, and I think in abstract colours with no grammatical structure whatsoever.
So quite frankly, I have no idea.

So this entire thing got me thinking, when do you know if you know a person well?

What kinds of questions do you, being able to state that you know them well, need to be able to answer?

What's their favourite colour?
What was the name of their first beloved childhood pet?
What is the one thing that they need to accomplish so that they can say that they have left a successful existence?

A friend of mine suggested that you need to know them well enough to predict how they would react in certain situations. How they would act, what they would say, what have you.

Alright, I'll take that. I've known my parents for almost 18 years now, I think I know them very well. I can predict most of their reactions, and that is what keeps me on the honour roll, year after year.
But occasionally they throw things at me that are completely out of left field. They react in a way that is completely uncharacteristic of their usual demeanour, and I guess the same holds true for humans in general.

Does that mean I don't know my parents well?

And if that's true, does that mean that none of the people who I hold as important to me are people that I actually KNOW WELL?

It's kind of a weird train of thought to follow.

I have an idea for SOMETHING. I'm just not sure what form that something will take. I also don't know if I'm ready as an artist to do something like this to begin with.

In a nutshell, too much thinking, not enough work being done.

Peace,

~Len

P.S.

I love Adele. So hard.

Springfest 2011

May 19, 2011. Aching feet, grumbling stomach, half-delirious imitations of a decapitated millipede on the drama room floor, panic, root beer milkshakes, and an overwhelming sense of accomplishment.
That's the best I can do to sum it up.

SO. A recap of springfest and the stuff I had displayed.


Nicole's jars and my drug drawings.


"Choose Wisely"
Dramatic angle time.


Panel 1.

Panel 2.


Panel 3.

View from the stairwell. Back at like 6ish, when the natural light was streaming in, it was absolutely gorgeous. Too bad I didn't get a picture :(

Prints!

"I'll Assemble All the Sand"

- watercolour

Didactic Panel

"One In a Million"

- ink on illustration board

"Aut Inveniam Viam Aut Faciam/Either I Shall Find a Way or Make One"

- ink on illustration board

"Maori"

- oil on canvas

The art stairwell that I basically called dibs on.

"Show Them What You're Made Of" (otheriwise known as my never-ending love affair with carbs)

- wheat on poster board

"Performance Piece 2"


All in all, a resounding success of a night :D


I'm gonna miss you, graduating talent of '11

Peace,

~Len

Jars

Behold, the 3-panel monster that I slaved over for hours and hours.

(almost done)

Peace,

~Len

P.S. OH GOD SPRINGFEST ON THURSDAY

P.P.S. Never drawing another jar again