amazing style.

Ok, so I love Harry Potter....or HP as we oh so devoted readers like to say. And I think fashion is pretty cool. Put both together and I piss in my pants.
August issue of Teen Vogue.
Way to go Emma Watson.

stencil work! love it!

Artist: Teresa Roche

Artist: Jen Lula

why

corruption in hiphop dance

i want THIS dress and i want to dance around in it and not care if my ass sticks out.

images from Tim Burton's Alice and Wonderland!

neat idea

58008 = BOOBS

This is so funny it makes me wanna open-hand smack someone in the face while they're sleeping.

bob ross

He She doll

The He She dolls were actual factory mistakes from a line of action figures based on the semi-popular cartoon series about a 1980's pop band, called Jem. They accidently put Jem's boyfriend Rio's head on Jem's body and then gave him/her Jem's makeup and hair.

i want one.

i wonder if king solomon wished he were a lilly.

you gotta be kidding me

hungarian rap music

good read about sex....and God.

buy it!

God and sex go together. You can’t separate the two, says Rob Bell, because this physical world is intimately linked to deeper spiritual realities. And so, in order to make sense of sexuality, at some point you have to talk about God. With beauty and unusual insight, Sex God explores this connection.

beatboxin

listen/watch/be amazed

badass idea.

sweet vintage twist!

Amanda from boston

word of the day.

Gomphipothic: being sexually aroused by a nice set of teeth.

WTF?

neat feather adornments.

check her out.

Colleen Wandel

Cool Etsy find for Wedding Rings!

Constructed out of brass or sterling silver, these wedding rings could certaintly be considered out of the ordinary. A Canadian artist named Kiley Granberg makes them...visit her website!

vwww.kileygranberg.com

i want a tattoo.

opinions?

my two favorite artists.

Susan Mrosek

Pino

photogs

Tyler Ward and Riley Spiller are sweet friends of mine with amazing talent.

if you like the shots of my work, hit up their sites!

Riley Spiller

Tyler Ward

Nao~Yukiko table featured for Father's Day!

sold.

he has found a home. woot woot! yay for Punchinello!!

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why saint rooster you ask?

so i've been painting for quite some time now...twin sis is an art teacher....mom is a full-time artist.

BUT i put it aside and have been hiphopin my way through life for the past 3 years since college.

well....dance is slow. and i mean SLOW. there have been no auditions for months and i'm tired of waiting for my next opportunity to make some mulah every two weeks.

and that sucks. cause i love dance. its how i speak sometimes. it reaches in my soul. expresses my Christianity. my love for Christ. i can't explain how much it means to me. and i'm sure half my friends will be shocked when they hear that i've laid it aside.

but alas, i'm 26, not 19, and i need money. ha

though i must say that i'm sure i'll still throw it down onstage if the opportunity presents itself in the future.

Saint Rooster.

i'm back in the game.

my art is taking off and i'm so forever grateful to the Father. He is my saving grace and i his pot, we could say.

so not too long ago, i sat down and  emailed my step-daddio, fully aware of his retardation of a humorous talent to make up funny band names or, in this case, a name for my art company.

the ideas he pitched to me were as follows:

~Cat Parrot* anagram of "crap to art"

~Snootier Art* anagram of "restoration"

~Rooster Stain*

~Saint Rooster* anagram of "restorations"

~funiture

~Urine Turf* anagram of furniture

Urine Turf has quite the tang to it, but i didn't want people to think i believe pissing on the floor is art. hey, you never know with abstract loonies. (side note: one time i walked through the modern artist floor of le Centre Pompidue in Paris, and got a little freaked out when i walked in a room, blarring with techno music, and found nothing but a pea nailed to the wall)

so Saint Rooster it became.

i don't have a special affinity for roosters...as it seems our generation of hipster rockabillies cater to owls...but the rooster (as i discovered in my research) is quite awesome.

if you dont' know much about the cocky creature, here are a few facts i put together:

Rooster symbol meanings are all about fanning out with brilliance, and showing the world your shimmering facets of personality.

The ancient Greeks believed the Rooster rose to attention and saluted the sun every morning with a hearty cry, symbolizing victory over night.

In Christianity the Rooster is noted for crowing three times after Peter denied Christ. As such, it became a symbol for Christ’s passion. Later, the Rooster would signify the repentance of the saint and religious vigilance as well as resurrection. To this day the Rooster seen on a weathervane is steeped in symbolic meanings that deal with watchful vigilance against evil, as weathervanes are commonly seen atop churches.

In dreams, the Rooster is considered a time-keeper and is a sign of time passing in our lives. Hearing a Rooster's voice in our dreams may indicate we need a wake-up call, and need to pay attention to some circumstances in our lives. Seeing a brilliantly plumed Rooster in our dreams indicates it is time to let others discover our true selves, and strut our stuff (show our talents) to others.

these guys kick ass

makes me cry its so awesome

beach.

so i'm sittin here with a busted ankle (kayaking accident...don't ask...i'm a dumbass), starring at this recently sanded and stained 1950's telephone table, and have no idea what to do with it. i hate getting stuck. i haven't been stuck in a minute. i lugged it all the way here, 4 hrs from atlanta, and have no clue what to do.

crap.

any suggestions?

hi. i'm new.

hello sweet friends. my name is liz. or triplett. well, my name is elizabeth triplett martin. and i'm an artist.

i live here in atlanta in a house that my 2 roommates like to dub "amazing". cause it kicks ass.

i restore furniture, hence "saint rooster". it's an anagram for "restorations". suggestion by my step-dad. who's hilarious. we were going to go with "cat parrot" anagram for "crap to art", but saint rooster hit a warm spot in my ticker.

i moved to atlanta exactly 1 year, 2 months, and 2 weeks ago. from nashville. not that i hate nashville...as a matter of fact, i miss it, but i danced a lot and atlanta had what i needed.

yes that was past tense. i recently have stopped dancing. i'll try and post some videos though and am glad to share insight in the world of hiphop dance if you so please. i'm sure i'll blog about it in the near future.

but for now, saint rooster.

my mom and twin sister are both artists in NC where i'm originally from. so the bug was bound to get under my skin. i've been creating pieces of art out of antique furniture for a while now. and i love it.

here's my flickr account. you can check out what i do.



i also have an Etsy. just started it.

i believe this will suffice for my first blog.

we shall talk again soon!