canopy

after one and a half weeks of frantic designing, printing, cutting while kneeled and hunched over on the floor (oh my back!), i finally, with the help of my dear roommate) put up my final project for my installation class this semester.  and it just so happened that we installed on the one, repeat: one, beautiful, sunny day that chicago's seen in the past month really.  it was truly a blessing, and it made the papercut installation sing with clarity, brilliance and full out shine.

i am now completely obsessed with cut paper projects, and will be experimenting with other materials as well, maybe forming language out of wire, or different forms of pellon, or really, whatever i can get my hands on.  thank you so much to everyone who's helped support me mentally and emotionally in this project - it really, the whole thing, has made me so happy.  and now i'm equally happy that it's done.

and in case you're interested, here's the text of the piece:

she does not see far.  the wind twists itself around and about her limbs, sends her hair into a fury, but she doesn't see far./she doesn't hear long.  the sounds of rays that creep within the cracks of her skin make no impression on her eardrums./she tries to follow the feel.  she touches the ends of things, gropes for a hanging-on of connection.  the mouth she has./she lets it all in, and washes it all out.  welcomes it in, and stands helpless as it all passes through.

new year, new post

snowy day in massachusetts oh dear dear dear.  i can't believe i've let it go so long without posting anything, and so for the very few of you who read this from time to time (or who just accidentally click on the link in my gmail status every so often), i apologize profusely.  i could blame any number of factors: the endless holiday parties; the trips to chicago, massachusetts, and, um, manhattan; finishing and panicking about grad school applications; general laziness; etc.  the truth is, i've been a horrible and non-diligent blogger.  but, as the expired calendar hanging on my wall has been reminding me for the past few days, it is indeed a new year, and so what better time to begin anew than now?

since it's been so long, here's a quick update on what's been going on:

the holidays were absolutely wonderful.  spending an entire week at home with family and friends, hosting and attending parties and small dinners, shopping for last-minute gifts and finding spontaneous adventures in the wound-about back alleys of boston was truly the only way i could have wanted to escape work and any droplets of stress not yet wrung from the past year.  i love going home.  i love that my parents' fridge is always stocked with orange juice, half and half and about five different varieties of cheese.  our living room, with its wall of windows looking out across our backyard and the trees that line the stone wall where kasey (our late faithful and mangy and beautiful german-retriever dog) is buried, is admittedly a much more serene view than the projects that fill the windows looking out of my brooklyn apartment.  and there are always people about the house, engaged in various activities, talking to each other from across rooms or up stairs, preparing meals, wrapping gifts, annoying each other with the choice of television show until finally mum announces that it's dinner time.  there's really nowhere else i'd rather be, especially at the holidays.  our house glimmers, it sparkles, it glows from inside and out.  our big blue spruce, the pride of my father, done up with hundreds of colored twinkle lights, becomes a beacon of cheerfulness to all who drive up to our house between the months of november and march.  when i think of the home that i'll someday build with my own family, it's hard to stray any further from the example that's been set there.

applications are just about complete; as soon as my portfolio is tweaked a bit and recommendation letters are put in the mail, all i'll have left to do is wait and send positive energy out into the world until april 1st.  waiting is always the hardest part, but in the meantime i remain hopeful and more determined than ever to promote good change in my professional life.  well, in my personal life too.  it never hurts to try everything.

and speaking of professional and personal life melding, i've decided to apply for the yoga to the people teacher training program in february.  this is something i've been wanting to do for a long time, perhaps when i started practicing yoga there three years ago.  i'm incredibly excited for the opportunity to become more in tune with the physical, spiritual and emotional aspects of this practice, and i know it will end up being an exhilarating and eye-opening experience.  hopefully you'll be reading more about the process come february when the training begins!

ok, i think that's enough for now.  i know everyone's been in a very reflective and reevaluating mood as of late, and so to prolong the trend, i'd like to offer up some resolutions, or general guidelines that i hope to keep in mind as 2010 moves ahead.  i will strive to seriously not sweat the small stuff (life is far too short for that).  i will take more initiative with my life and where i want it to head (no one else is going to do it for me).  i will cherish my family and friends, and will do whatever i can to come to their aid when called upon (i know that they would for me).  and lastly, i will have more fun, more laughter, more silliness and spontaneity in my life.  what's the point in going through the day-to-day if there's nothing enjoyable about it?  i refuse to be pulled down into the muck, and i hope that you all do too.

best wishes for a safe, happy and healthy 2010.  much more to come soon!

cheers,

jilly

mmmm september

copyright jillian schiavi 2009 it's been a bit of a long hiatus, and a bit of a whirlwind end-of-summer for me.  from trips home to massachusetts, to a gorgeous and adventurous week in san francisco for the outside lands music festival, to visiting philadelphia and celebrating the start of 'fall' with friends and cocktails, i feel like august existed as part of a month-long dream, from which i just woke up, and it's suddenly the middle of september.

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i absolutely love this time of year.  when i was younger (who am i kidding, if i had reason to do it now, i would), i used to go crazy for school supplies.  color coordinated binders, folders, notebooks (3-subject, college-ruled, 5 star), mechanical pencils, black (never blue) ink pens, the list goes on.  there's something refreshing, settling and exciting all at the same time about starting a new school year, and i've recently felt myself missing that sensation.  maybe i should have taken my father's teasing about becoming a teacher more seriously... really though, i think this itch means that it's about time i went back to graduate school.

copyright jillian schiavi 2009

copyright jillian schiavi 2009

i've always felt that if i was going to invest more time (and more time spent paying back more loans) into another degree, it would be for something i'm really passionate about.  something that i may not have looked at as a 'serious' point of study, perhaps because it's not regarded as particularly practical or career-oriented.  something that i've always loved to do, that i keep coming back to subconsiously; something that i've continually tried to integrate into various areas of my life.  now, there are 3 things that fit that description: performance (acting), writing and illustration.  if i could find a way to include all three into my graduate studies (and post-graduate career path), i would be ecstatic.  if it was possible to include two of the three, i would be thrilled.  if i could only focus on one, i would be immensely happy. 

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whatever i'm able to find (and this is if i even get accepted to program), i know that fine art and illustration will be the main emphasis.  i'm still putting my portfolio together, and these are a few pieces that i'll be including for admission.  any feedback or suggestions would be more than welcome, and thank you for coming along with me on this (slightly trepidatious) journey!

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