bonding with fellow creatives and intellectuals,ghosts, the bottom of an unmixed glass of raspberry lemonade crystal light,foreign junk food,surrealism,art deco, art nouveau, Joeseph Cornell,JACK COLE, pin up artists,lightening and thunderstorms, eccentric people,sour tasting candy,spicy food, the smell of rubber, lightening bugs,angels, making stuff ,controversy,Day Old Makeup, throwing fits,random completely unscheduled spontaneous days, drinks,revolution,personal revelations, occassional complete and total solitude, long walks with my ipod, swing dancing ( East Coast), burlesque dancing,loud fuzz through amplifiers,gracing stages ,a good reaction, really really good screams, guerilla art,making you think,watching you watch me,observing people,playn cupid,creative self expression,and being free, in a punk sort of sense.
Birds of a Feather.
yes please. All kinds really. .no genre is too lame for me..but i dig various types of music that make me want to slink around in my glamour panties or bounce up and down on my bed little girl gone wild style.
Are fun to do!!!!wink. Please do not ask me to do porn. That's not really up my alley.
Is very very distracting.
The Chronicles of Narnia, books chronicling the history of punk rock ,biographies ,any book encouraging me to question my reality,and Pin Up Grrrls. punk rock philosophy( you have to read this).Jack Cole also has a book out there with lots of his work in it that I highly recommend if you are into pin up art.
Women who play music and sweat lots in the process and the people that support them from behind the lines,people who don't take shit,anyone who challenges authority and makes thier own rules, risk takers, People Butterflies, Bansky,Joeseph Cornell, artists and musicians,Clella Iverson,punk rock moms, the kids that never sold out,business women, and people who know how to love and express it. People who stick up for the dork getting their ass kicked. The Dorks..Everyone who has given me a chance as a friend. and every best friend I ever had and Cab drivers that pull over when I wave and my feet are bleeding from cute stilettos that ate my feet.