I used to update this every day, and check all my messages and make new art and read every journal.
And now I don't
Funny to think about, and how the people who read this journal aren't even the same people who used to read about the Beckmanisms and what I was doing in high school culinary arts class.
and I typed everything like this because I thought it looked deep. Actually, it was just because I thought the text looked better spaced out like that.
What have I been doing?
Going to art school. I mean, theatre art school.
I'm studying costume design and construction, and you know what?
I love the design part more than construction. I love taking the picture and making it reality, yes. Looking at a design and saying that if I cut this shape I can make that sleeve, and things like that.
But design is something else.
Design is looking into the soul of someone, and finding out who they are and what they do and what they want, and realizing how all of that affects their clothes, and what they wear is a symbol and what is practical, and what is defining them without them knowing it.
Like, (Okay, I'm going to try to explain costume design here, and it's going to be stupid and complicated and not explain anything, but here goes):
Let's take a person, hypothetical person.
She's a woman. What does that mean? Well, normally, that would tell us to start with women's clothes, but not necessarily. Is she a woman who dresses like a man? Is she a woman in a man's body, who everyone sees as a man but who knows inside herself that she's a woman?
Or maybe she's just a woman. A woman who wears women's clothes.
What's she doing? Is she going to work? Is she running around in a forest looking for her true love's brother because he drugged her with a dinner made of magical roast rat? Which leads us to
What kind of world is she living in? Arguably this is more important, but often when you're designing a play or a movie it's something that's decided for you and given to you in the beginning. But what kind of world is it? What fabrics do they have? Is it the future but everyone wears victorian clothes, but it's still the future so they use future technology to build these clothes making them different from actual victorian clothes? Are you just going to glue some gears on it and call it steampunk?
How does she feel about herself? Does she love her boobs/booty/midsection and want to show it off? Is she scared to show her feet because actually they're duck feet on her long gorgeous legs?
and if so where can you draw inspiration? Victorian, but using modern technology to build corsets and bustles (ZIPPERS ARE THE BEST)? Stiltwalkers and their pants that cover the stilts, to cover her ducky feet? That lady you see in Starbucks every couple days who buys a bottle of water and leaves even though she can get the same bottle of water cheaper at the 7-11? That man who sits outside the costume store and will tell jokes in exchange for spare change? His dog?
Then you put all of that in your head and burp out a costume.
Costumes tell you about people
costumes are about people
you tell people about yourself based on what you wear.
Wow look my journal entry got weird again.