It all started when I was a youngen, nearly 6 years into my making. I can't remember when art began to coax me and convince me that I was meant for it. Art was my friend, and to strengthen our relationship I practiced with all my might in Rainbow Bright, Hello Kitty, and Gem Color-N-Trace activity books. Gem was the most real feeling characters and I hated those Misfits! So to make up for not having friends, I strived on making Gem and her pals feel as real as I felt them to be by working on shading techniques and coloring as neat as I possibly could! Soon after coloring each and every page the Gem activity book had to give, I advanced on more detailed books and began teaching myself the importance of facial features. Cartoons were no more my fixation. I wanted my friends to be real. Around the age of 10 I remember talking much less and listening more. I paid attention to everyone's manerisms, dialects, twitches. And overall, I took in all the details that made people and objects different from one another. After all, if I were to have a real, live friend, they'd have to be perfect. Or great in the ways I were lacking so that I may learn more about eerything that was life. Fast forwarding further into the future of High School, I remember staying up many nights wanting to do more with my life than waste it in class 7 hours a day, 5 days a week, 9 months out of the year. It just felt like a waste, and I wasnt learning much of what I didn't already know. Then, without warning, it happend. Liquid Television premiered the most off-the-wall animated series I have ever seen! It's lead character was a strong woman, confident in her every step. Nothing, and I do mean nothing, effected her externally. She was an avant-garde, leather-clad, stealthily clever chic with not a trace of fear in her heart. She was my hero! She is Aeon Flux; and thus created my infatuation with fashion and how it made women feel. How it reenvented them daily. And most importantly, how it made her more powerful.
the second chapter of this book begins in my Senior year in High School and desperatly wanting to go away, far far away, from Indiana, to persue a degree in the arts. Now I knew I loved Aeon Flux, but I wasnt sure, more or less, confident enough to do what I longed to. And besides, those art schools were darned expensive! Somehow, but I'm not sure what her convincing was, I ended up stuck. Stuck in Gary, Indiana at a University no larger than a New York block; commuting. It isn't the size that counts, it's the location! (j/k) Precisely a 10 minute drive from my home. I wanted to get away! And on top of that, they didn't give fashion courses! (how very dreadful!) So I opted for a degree in Fine Arts, then later added a major in Graphic Design. What's that course? Statistics, and Chemisty? I didn't want to take those. All I wanted to do was take my major-oriented courses and get the hell out of there! This is where painting came into play. I had only intended to take one semester of it, but I got hooked. Churning one painting out after another; one idea after the next. I found more friends devoted to me; picking up the slack where I fell off...lovely oil paints and canvas. Surely I hadn't forgotten about the fashions, in fact, in tiny little ways, it would show in my works. Those magnigicient folds of cloth and select choice of colors. I didn't fuss over the smallest details for nothing! It was my nature. I didn't find it, it found me; and we worked well together. Mustering up every bit of courage and strength there was in me, I set out, in my 3rd year of University, to conquer what I was afraid of doing 3 years ago...Figuring out that I did not want a degree in the major selected 3 years into the game. But alas! I have done it and moved states away from home. (I'd been trying for 10 friggin' years!) This fall (2003) I have restarted the college process as a freshman once more. Starting a new school, meeting new people, creating new grudges; and for once, in what seems eternity, I am happy with what I am doing. The last time I remember being happy was grade school in Japan. Kindergarden to be more exact. Finger painting and eating cookies to my soul's delight. ^_^
In this being the first semester of my Fashion Design professional career at Wood-Tobe Coburn (NYC), there's not much meat on that calf. But there is much specualtion of what will become of it. For what I am learning now, I can redirect you to the Fashion Sketches page so that you may judge for yourself on if I have made the right choice. Though I am positive already, I will proceed in telling you about the future of this job. Gaining much influence from strong female figures such as Queen Elizabeth, Joan of Arc; and even fictional characters Aeon Flux, Tomb Raider's Lara Croft, and most recently, O-Ren Ishii from Kill Bill(Vol.1). My garments are to ooze "bad-ass motha fucka", with every syllable prounounced hansomly. I do not plan to recreate what has already been created. It will be verdure; lush, fresh, and flourishing into the fashion market. There will be no one, hopefully, like me out there once my ambition makes it to it's designated center stage. I just hope I won't be giving too much info away before I make it out there! @_@;;
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