Making it from scratch

From nothing to finished!

For Creative Draping class, we were told to create a garment with a knot, any kind. So with the "too bright" pink fabric (as my instructor noted), I started draping and cutting away even though I really should have used muslin and drafted a pattern first.

That is, however, besides the point. I had a vision, like Picasso with abstractions in his head. And I dove for it. Even if it meant finding a piece of fabric from my closet that I saved 3 years ago, knowing that one day, yes one day, I would use it for something cool.

It is at the moment I sit back and soak in my artwork- that I can reconfirm this fact.

Yes, Fashion is my passion- as corny as it sounds.

I don't want to live my whole life earning money, no I want to love what I'm doing, so I don't have to "work" a day in my life. And of course, I do it for my Creator. The only one Who can sustain me and give me a little boost of energy when the 10 hours of sewing is wearing off. By the way, sewing is NOT my passion- designing is. So is giving people makeovers.

Alas! and with lots of love!

Fashion that Screams

I've been researching many fashion blogs and sites. I would say more specifically Asian fashion (Japanese, Taiwanese mostly). What do you know, but I stumble upon a Taiwanese brand called "Screaming". The colors scream, a bright pink, and alas it belongs on my desktop. I am afraid to say American fashion is too afraid to scream. Some people claim fashion is vain, yes at times, but when treated properly, fashion is a reflection of the society and has deep implications. It is also art. When you go to Moca or Norton Simon, you don't say art is vain. Whether you know it or not, fashion is even the plainest t-shirt. Fashion is a pair of boxers, flip- flops, dollar store sunglasses, or a granny's dress. Fashion is everywhere. It is the way one combs his hair. Is fashion subjective? That is not for me to answer. But I will anyways, fashion comes and goes, plaid may be ugly one season, trendy the next. My philosophy, wear what you want to, who cares? Just don't flash me with an amusement park full of skin, that's one thing I am a fervent rejecter of.

I'm glad you saved me from heartache

Though many times my tears became an ocean
Surrounding me
It swallowed me whole
The clouds looming above me
But I never sank
I just caught on to the hand
that continues to catch me

Now I understand.

Those waters I waded in
That I swam across
got me to the place you
wanted me to be.

It all makes sense.

Thank you for those tears.

R.L.'s Designs

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So I finally decided to showcase some of my designs that I
1. hand draped
2. created patterns for
3. cut and sewed
Of course they should be on Size 8 women mannequins, except the one I have, picked up outside some random moving person's house, is a kid size mannequin. Sooooooo...to see the real thing, you have to see ME wear it. Of course, all my designs are clothes I would wear. Any feedback on what you would actually wear (if you're a girl), unless guys...you would wear these too, this I doubt.

Now when I look at magazines or stores, I don't think, man I wanna buy this, I think more like, man how did they construct this. This isn't that hard to make.

Robert Polidori

Realization/ artist epiphany- if artists didn't exist there would be nothing to travel for, this includes God's art and the art humans create. Isn't that weird? If we went on vacation to Rome, Italy, France, le louvre wouldn't be there, buildings wouldn't be there, they were all created by artisans, architects. So I found this Robert Polidori, an amazing artist, French Canadian who creates these amazing photographs that makes you THINK. To me there seems to be an extent of beauty in the chaos, the mess of this world. A certain loneliness, shadowed by the unexpected colors and composition. Amazing, really.

The buildings we create, humanity in general is decaying, but the light that transforms the dilapidation transcends all thought or logic. That is how I see it. Beauty amidst chaos. Beauty amidst ugliness. Jesus shines His light amidst the sinful world.

Art cannot be created without a source of light, sure some pieces can be dark, but without light nothing can be shown. It is a rather interesting concept. In fact, it'll be a pitch black photograph, or a black paper, but without light contrast is nonexistent. So let Jesus be a light unto your path.

God created kids, adults are too dull.

Kids, one of the most beautiful creations ever, their innocence, their cuteness, their cheerfulness, their energy, their boldness. Isn't God amazing!? Man, these kids are soooooooooooo infinitely cute! Adults should learn from kids and their simple faith.

End of Quarter- Yay BaBY!

End of quarter projects- the whimsy of whimsy. The coat I got inspiration from a 1960's wallpaper. Next time I will do a review on this cool cool doll site!

Opening reception exhibitions and galleries WORTH GOING TO:

1. Armory Center for the Arts- 145 N. Raymond Ave. Pasadena (March 24, 7-9 pm)
Beyond Image- Contemporary artists incorporating photography to their art.
Medical/ Arts: A Newtown Presentation- Exploring the relationship between artistic and medical world views. Includes artists and physicians. I find this highly interesting and amusing.

2. Gallery Nucleus- 30 West Main Street Alhambra, CA 91801 (March 24, 7-11 pm)
The Ancient Book of Myth and War- Artists will be there, sweet.

Aites- there you go I am planning on going- dunn0, maybe both, if not I'll check it out on other days. My advice, never go to a museum alone- galleries are fine, just not museums. When I was in Taiwan, I went to Taipei MOCA (equivalent to our Museum of contemporary Art in LA) and boy was I SCARED. They were showing moving arts, digital moving art, meaning I stepped into pitch black rooms. On the walls were moving art, one in particular freaked me out. It was a big moving picture of a lady with red lips. Dood, I ran out there like a chipmunk. Plus, some rooms were so dark, I bumped and tripped on people walking by the wall. This significantly freaky image was projected on the wall, a moving picture of a traditional japanese family. If you sat there, next to the cushions, long enough you would see the different members of the family blink their eyes.

So my advice, don't ever go to a art museum alone! Unless you know its not something freaky. I've seen really dark art when I was young. Nevertheless, find someone to be scared together. Its a bonding moment. Plus you can pray together. Good thing I had Jesus by my side- peace out folks.

Jesus as my inspiration.

Jesus is my inspiration, His word, His love. He tells us to do all things out of love, but where does this love come from? Him. For He is love. Many times my heart is unable to find inspiration, I don't know what to draw. Only after struggling with an empty mind do I wake up and duh- yes I should pray. I think many times we think of God as this God who should just answer all of our prayers- but He says-

"When you ask, you do not receive, because you ask with wrong motives, that you may spend what you get on your pleasures." James 4:3

So may we ask that we may glorify and love Him more. The more we are satisfied and fulfilled in Him, the more He is glorified because nothing in this world can satisfy us except Him. So no money, no power, nothing.

I believe thats why many fall away from God or refuse Him. Because they don't think He is better than the money, the power, the friends, the life, the pride.

I pray that you will see the love of God, that you would see His love on the cross. You would see that when He died on the cross, He thought of you. Now that, my friends, is true love.

L'artiste et s'art

3 Designs (on the right) I recently drew for midterms. Lets just say, it took forever. People kept saying, "wow you're so detailed". Sometimes I don't want to be, but I can't stand simplicity. Maybe thats also who I am, I'm a complex person. I want to design clothes that are fun, not rigid or snobby. The style is carefree, colorful, energetic, bold, non-conformist, unafraid of ridicule, confident, yet at the same time this person is loving, intelligent, okay...and loves God..haha. And loves music and art...and sports..hahah. O and likes singing karaoke and dancing on a roof, then she'll have balloon dresses that can expand to help her fly to Neverland. Anyways...





The other two (below) are variations of this coat. I just finished those today. My friend laughed when I said, "I don't want to dye my hair ever! Until I turn like 50, when I have gray hair...then I'll dye it bright blue or orange." She said, "I can imagine you at an asian supermarket as an old granny with bright blue hair picking out 50 cents pears".



Hm...but maybe I'll dye it blue and purple, and orange. How fun! For now I don't want to ruin my hair, its like it'll be tainted you know what I mean?

Anyways, let us artist be filled with tons of God's creativity!
Here's a book I recommend: The Creative Call
It talks about our call as artist to use all we're blessed with to glorify God...I think. I only read a few pages and am planning on going back to Borders to finish it. Yes, I am frugal too. :) An artist got to budget!

A New Blog Dedicated to Creativity

Creativity comes from one source, a creator. I believe in Jesus Christ, in God who is our creator. Thus, I have decided to create this blog for those that are seeking a place to be creative. I want submissions of artwork, fashion, graphic design, DIY crafts, websites, stories, poetry, songs , anything that is created. Meanwhile, I will be posting my own too! If you have any advice as to how this site can flourish or want to support this blog by emailing your creations: Hit me up

rebekkalien@gmail.com

A Color and Design project I did.

www.bape.com

As a Bathing Ape fan, I have always marveled at the creativity and concepts of their designs. Not overwhelmed in intricate wonders, but always smartly splayed with their own unique camouflage and sometimes just an H makes the point. It all started out with the bathing ape H sweater hand me down that my cousin's roommate gave me. I had no idea what brand it was, but it looked cool. With long black baseball sleeves and a red body part, I was hooked. However, after a year or so, the H dilapidated, peeling slowly like orange peels. I had to donate it, unfortunately. If I knew how much it costs today, woman, I would have kept it and stored it in my "memory" closet. Today I possess a beyond genuine lookin' bag that not only fits my two-ton patent cartoon wallet, but my journal, my Bible, my pens, my lip candy, my camera for those days I stumble upon a magnificent and indescribable created sky or an original outfit fitted on a girl. Where did I buy it? From an underground mall in Taipei, Taiwan, under hoards of fakes from LV to DB. I thought I had struck the Lottery, a Bape bag for 100 nt (3 bucks)? Of course, when you enter the Bape site, you will notice they don't wholesale. So much for that. But for now, I will continue to employ it under my boss- hood and cherish it while I can. It is so functional, so big, so real, so perfect for a savvy and on-a- budget near ty's- hood like me.