Party like you're German and it is 2011.

I want this to live on my sidebar. Happy New Year.

{But if you live in Germany, it is already New Year's.}

P.S: These German people are German and partying.
P.P.S: I am probably related to some of them. Particularly the weird guy in the back.

-Lexi

Graphic Nov: Summer Romance. PART 1

As I was showering this morning, I couldn't help but be reminded of my spicy summer romance. I've been wanting to do a graphic novel of this for months, but I didn't get the ambition until now. So here goes..... my summer love. (in?) Hyperbole and a half style. word.ed.out.

CHANGE OF TEXT COLOR TO DIFFERENTIATE INTRO AND ACTUAL STORY!!!

So I work at a Farmer's Market from June until October every year, right? I know each vendor like the back of my hand. {What they like, what ticks them off, what hand they write with, what they order from Vito, what bread they buy from bread boy, etc.} But never before had I seen one particular vendor until a hot day in August............

The Far-mar was over for the day, and Corn and I were walking back to her car to go home. And that's when I saw him, sitting on a tweedy blanket on a separated piece of grass from the rest of the vendors. I stopped.

He had a sketchbook in his lap, and was surrounded by these wonderful abstract paintings. I couldn't help but gawk from a distance, until I realized that I actually WAS gawking and he actually WAS looking up at me totally being a creep. So, in all actuality, his face looked like this the first time I saw him.

I vowed to Corrin I would go talk to him, and decided to make sure I looked super good before I went and talked to my future man-candy. Unfortunately, I had just spent 7 hours in the hot sun, and have one of the most unobservant sisters in the entire world.

After I got the OK from the sis, I approached the boy.

Me: You do these?

Boy: ......yeah... {HE'S SO SHY AND CUTE AND SHY AND CUUUUUTE!}

Me: They're awesome. You're really good! What did you use?

~~Me (in mind): You're doing great!!! Just keep it cool. Keep it cool. Don't say anything stupid. You like art? Yeah you do. He likes art? Well, obvs! Talk about art and act totally cool even though in the inside you are totally OMIGOSH HIS EEEEEEEEEEYYYYEEEEESSS!! THEY'RE SOOOOOOO PREEEEEEEEETTTTTYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY !!

Boy: Acrylics, mostly.

Me: Really? You do a lot of abstract stuff?

Boy: .... {chuckles awkwardly}.....yeah....

{and this is where I totally lose it.}

Me: Wow. Can I marry you?

Boy: What?.....

~~Me (in mind) : LIBERTY BELL!! CAN YOU READ ME?? ABORT! ABORT! ABORT!

Me: {gesturing to sketchbook} So, what are you working on?

Boy: I'm drawing my dog for school.....

Me: What school do you go to? I mean.... you don't have to tell me.. unless you.. I'm not trying to pry...

I end the conversation as soon as I began it, and we give each other one last awkward chuckle before we depart.

I bowed my head in shame and walked away. I ruined the one chance I had been given with the lurpiest, most beautiful boy I had ever seen. Visions of his jaw structure haunted my dreams for nights to come. How could I have been so stupid? It baffled me. For weeks he didn't show up at the market, and I felt myself slowly eating my way into a mental depression, and only Vito's meatball sub could ease the pain of my own doing. I had failed.

Months passed. The summer wore on, and the boy still never showed. That is, until the last week of Farmer's Market, when I decided to make my move...... again.

{end of part 1. Stay tuned!!}

-Lexi

Rantypants.

I'm feeling in the mood to complain about the world right now. Do you know what I dislike more than a thousand burning suns? Senior pictures. Nothing makes me want to vomit more than girls with long curly hair standing in front of an old looking wall flashing their "serious" face.

But you know what's the worst? The "I'm cool and musical and artsy so I'm going to pose with my guitar!" pose. Those drive me up the wall. More than anything.

Do you like my crappily drawn guitar? I sure do.

-Lexi

Dear Sylvain Chomet,

You are utterly fantastic. I wish I could be French and 20 years older and marry you and we would have beautiful artistic children with messy hair and Woody Allen wayfarers.

Now, you know I love you. You know that 'Belleville Rendez-vous' {aka: The Triplets of Belleville} is my favorite movie in the entire world, and that I have watched it way too many times to even say on the world wide interweb. You know this, Sylvain. So, when I heard you were creating another beautifully animated masterpiece I NATURALLY had a brain aneurysm and called it good.



After watching this trailer, I was utterly determined to find where this film was playing and when I could see it. Luckily for me, there was a showing in three days time at the Broadway in Downtown SLC. {I love you, Salt Lake City.} So, I asked mum if she'd accompany me in my foreign films escapade, and she agreed that we would go see it today.

This morning I got online to find out movie show times, and it said that they changed the release date to FEBRUARY FOURTH. I can't wait for two months to see the movie that was OBVIOUSLY made for me!!! If you, Sylvain, have any control whatsoever over movie release dates, you should seriously hook a sister up and bump it back a few months to...um...now. As in today. Make it so it is released today. Please.

Meanwhile, I guess I'll have to get by with watching this animated short you made back in the 90's.






I love you with all of my teenage fan girl heart,

Lexi Vivienne

Christmas was a punch in the face.

Christmas....was..... a whole different blog post. Soon to come. Meanwhile, enjoy this picture I drew of a guy getting punched in the face.

GAH! Photoshop isn't working, and I spent the last TWO HOURS making a lovely picture to post on here, but it all went down the toilet, because for some reason the layers function is being stupid.
I'm in a bad mood.

Seeking blog love/advice.

toodles.
-Lexi

Merry Christmas! {Eve}

{possibly better than last year's Christmas eve post?}

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.

All my love,

-Lexi Vivienne

Face down and the guarantees.

I made this yesterday. Starting off with a layer of watercolor, followed by pen, followed by pencil.

{Clockwise starting with: Beck, Urban outfitters model, character of my own creation loosely based off of the "Loser" music video, picture of Corn as a child in complimentary colors and wearing antlers, and creepy plaid man of my own creation.}

I was going for a sort of haunting effect with the dull, barely-there amounts of color in his face, and really let the shading stand out. Frankly, I enjoy it much more than the last Beck watercolor I did many moons ago.

And speaking of Beck..... My dearest cousin surprised me with a 5-panel Warhol-esque picture of Beck for Christmas! isn't she just a gem and creative genius?

Ah. My family is the coolest.

**DISCLAIMER: I really hope that these posts don't make me sound like I'm bragging or anything like that. I'm honestly not. Art is just what makes me happy and I believe it should be shared with others. I'M NOT A JERK, I promise!!!**

I am making this dress. I am making this dress. I don't care what you say. I am making this dress.

I vowed the last time that I watched this movie {with Teresius, of course} that I would find a way to replicate this dress. I have found a similar pattern to base it off of, I will add a casing and drawstring on the side {as pictured}. I will tighten the sleeves a bit. I will lengthen. All I need is money and to find the perfect striped fabric.... I will CONQUER!

Goodbye, Christmas break boredom. Pray I do not get pneumonia for the fourth year in a row.
That's all for now.
-Lexi

Thursday inspiro

Usually these posts are on Sunday, but I JUST CAN'T HELP MYSELF. Queue the bulleted list? I do say!

• Today I was listening to Pandora and I came across a little glimpse of my odd little sixth grade past. That is, I listened to "Young folks" by Peter, Bjorn and John again for the first time in four years. I was immediately flooded with the first time I saw this music video, Corn and I sitting watching cable T.V. talking about Bat for Lashes and my upcoming sixth grade play. I miss it so! Thanks, Pandora. Yer priddycool. And you made it onto my Thursday inspiro list.
  
  
  I would do ANYTHING to live in this creepy animated world full of simplistic color palettes and 70's tree curtains. {Pretty much, all of my problems would be solved if I could could look that great in pink pastels.} This makes me want to watch the Brady Bunch. Ya dig?
  

• I want to spend the rest of my life doing gesture drawings of Beck moonwalking.


• Photography blogs that freak out my brain with their TOTAL BRILLLL. {y'all know who you are.}


• My new sketchbook which I made in art cloughb. I did an acetone transfer of one of my favorite drawings that I have ever created {record player head man} and then mod-podged holocaust photographs, a guy wearing a gas mask, the gestapo and also British officials and a random cowboy guy to the front. If you can find little Elie Weisel, I will give you a gold star.

I'm a firm believer in the philosophy that states that your sketchbook should be just as inspirational on the outside as what you put into it. I'm pretty darn pleased with the outcome, and I can't wait to fill it. Muaha! Also, do you enjoy my crappy photography skills? Oh yeah. I'm a fan of that too.

• T.S. Elliot poetry. I've always been fond of him, but Matthew Gray Gubler on Criminal Minds keeps quoting him and reminding me of the splendor!!


• Oh. Matthew Gray Gubler. {Laugh it up, Corn. Laugh it up.} His cheekbones were carved by angels. Angels wearing Marc Jacobs.


• Surrealistic French films. Just kidding. Because I almost fell asleep while watching this one with my mum last Saturday. But the cover art is stellar. I couldn't resist it while browsing the public library shelves for some good feelms to watch.

Now I'm just rambling.

Hopefully I'll get the new header up during Christmas break. No complaints though, right?

xo-Lexi Vivienne

Simon and Grafunkel, Karen and Richard, Corn and Lexi.

This is a watercolor of my dearest sister and myself. {She's the pretty one with the long hair.}

Honest to blogliness, I was DREADING doing this one. And when I say dreading, I mean DREADING. It's for my Dad for Christmas, and I really don't like drawing pictures of my sister. For some reason, she's really difficult to draw, and I can never get her face shape right. {Which, she constantly reminds me of whenever I draw her.}

But, I'm relatively pleased with how this one turned out. I would like it more if were more REALISTIC {shoot. shoot. shoot.} , but my Dad will get the general idea.

{P.S: I think I have the greatest friends in the world. My pal Mary made this shirt for me as a Christmas gift. She knows me all too well to embroider my favorite word on a shirt in an equally awesome color. If I could, I would wear this shirt every day of my entire existence on this earth. SO CLASSY, I KNOW.}

Hasta Manana, {Corn had to help me spell it, because I am an illiterate non-Spanish speaking fool.}

-Lexi

I'm tired.

Today was a weird and somewhat crappy day.

All I wanted to do was go home and eat Reddi-whip.

My family never buys Reddi-whip.

Life is stupid.

Watercolors are stupid, when you don't want to do them.

And when you have to be realistic.

It doesn't make sense.

Nothing does.

{Especially math.}

-lexi

I'm like your best friend that tells you where to get free and awesome music.

Hey, blog readers!!!

Remember how back in April I went and saw Emily Hope-Price and I told you about the gorgeous-haired angel named Luke Williams? Oh yeah, I remember that.

Remember how I'm being the coolest blogger ever by letting you in on the SECRET TO GETTING HIS AMAZING EP FOR FREEEEE!!?!?!

Click on this. Follow the downloading instructions at the top of the screen, and viola! You have wiggled your way into the localite-goodness of the lo-fi genius, Luke Williams.

Ancient Eyes is beautiful. I got the EP for eight bucks at the concert, but you get it for nil. Totally worth your time. I can expect big things from him in the future. And I can expect even more beautiful hair in the future, too.

You can thank me later.
-Lexi

Yukon Cornelius

is a total hipster. All he needs is a fixed-gear and he'd be set.

Deliciousness. And Canadian Afro-mullets.

-Lexi