Saturday, July 17, 2010

I Write Like...


I write like
Margaret Atwood
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and now a poem by Margaret Atwood:


Siren Song

 This is the one song everyone
would like to learn: the song
that is irresistible:

the song that forces men
to leap overboard in squadrons
even though they see beached skulls

the song nobody knows
because anyone who had heard it
is dead, and the others can’t remember.
Shall I tell you the secret
and if I do, will you get me
out of this bird suit?
I don’t enjoy it here
squatting on this island
looking picturesque and mythical
with these two feathery maniacs,
I don’t enjoy singing
this trio, fatal and valuable.

I will tell the secret to you,
to you, only to you.
Come closer. This song

is a cry for help: Help me!
Only you, only you can,
you are unique

at last. Alas
it is a boring song
but it works every time.

Friday, July 2, 2010

Kit Kat Jewelry: Sneak Peek!

Some examples of my custom-order jewelry


Joy Jama and her alter-ego nameplate
DJ Brazzabelle harness
Tarin aka T$ multi-tiered necklace and DJ Brazzabelle

Thursday, June 24, 2010

New Website!

I just bought my first domain.. and luckily, www.aprilisaac.com was available! Rad, huh? For now I'm going to use wordpress to get it up and working quickly.. and believe it or not, code my very own site myself! So I may go into seclusion for a little while longer just so I can do work and rock my $#%& "Kitty" style. So.. please! Go now and check out my new webby!

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

I look up to the Sky

Every time I feel a need to disconnect.. so that I can reconnect, Sky Gellatly never fails. His blog is one that always transports me to places in my mind that I always seem to forget. And I like it. I like the way it makes me feel- uncomfortable, naive, lost and then found. It's like an instant reset button that reinvigorates me in ways that no other person could. To top it off, I have no idea who he is. I've never seen his face, never felt his energy, and probably never will. Yet, he knows me and he knows he can speak to me, albeit via blog. So here's a little reset button, eh.. blog post from the stimulator himself..


REAL TALK: We don’t kill time, we murder it.

For me, its more like “Them Weekly.” That usage of “US” is far too presumptuous.
How soon is then? We’re never there, actually, we’re always here.
Flash. Photo. Record. Post. Comment. React. Repeat.
LCKNG LTTRS? CNFSNG.
Flying first class is pretty comfortable. Yes, you get to skip the ticket lines at the airport, get free champagne (lots), and your seat reclines like a bed. But, you feel the same turbulence as everyone else—and your baggage comes to you on the same carousel.
Classism is just that: a construct of thought predicated on manufactured superiority.
Supremacy =  preSumacy
Change your ways—while you’re young. Also, Smile—like you mean it.
Engineered authenticity vs. Original Fake = Semantics Matter.
Courage lives beyond time stamps. Championship rings are only relevant until the next whistle blows.
Call shots.
Yes, I’d love to work for you. And half up front is the only way this works. We are meeting in the middle, right?
Do you live for a photo op, or for the opportunity to take a photo?
My dad used to tell me that he saw the world as a big picture “filled with shapes.” So strange: I see the world the same now as well. In this way, I think that perception can be genetic. Well, maybe more a part of who we are than we know. After all, we have souls, right?
Colors run deep, many which we never show to the light of day. After all, our blood is really blue—so we think.
And yes, we all bleed the same. Illegal to Regal.
Create something. Then you’ll have something to stand up for. Conversely, you’ll have something that can stand up for you—when you can’t talk, or aren’t around.
Don’t watch me and don’t watch TV.
You are the company that you keep.
Love and hate. Hate and love. Love to hate. Hate to love. Love. Hate. Late.
Cat and mouse sounds a lot different when it’s rat and kitten.
And yes, I missed you too. Badly.
No ceilings.

Sunday, June 20, 2010

Geisha, my deer


This is oil on wood (I believe it's a walnut tree board.) I was listening to the Beatles and Geisha, My Deer popped in my head.. I couldn't think of anything else clever. "Be good to me.." 

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

I've got Scales

as skin. No, not really. But I love doing nifty little posters like this one for my favorite local band. It was a late night project I did a couple of nights ago. If you haven't checked them out, give 'em a listen. You will not be disappointed. Or better yet, I'll see you at the show!

Projekt 619//Voyeur June 6th

A couple of Sundays ago I participated in an event called Projekt 619 at the downtown San Diego club/restaurant Voyeur. I was honored to be personally invited by Deanne Shockey, who is the head buyer and owner of the boutique, Haven.  As the story goes, it was my first event EVER as Kit Kat Designs so there was quite an air of mystery as to how it was going to turn out. And as the rest of the story goes, it was a success! Or.. as my friend Lindsay Danger said.. it was sucsexy! I got a lot of positive feedback, met some other amazing artists and designers, and sold a lot of my jewelry. But I must mention, Sunday brunches at Voyeur are so much fun! You can't beat $1 mimosas.. and paired with the boutique blowout sale.. it was a haven for L.O.V.E. and fun. I definitely look forward to doing similar events in the future. I also have a few orders in for some custom pieces.. so if you are interested, don't forget to email me at love.april@hotmail.com. Please remember that there is a one month turn around time for all orders. Thank you!

Here are some pictures from the event.. meowtastic!
Custom pieces: Multi-strand T$ necklace and DJ Brazzabelle's harness

DJ Brazzabelle in action

My instant display. This is after I sold a few pieces so it looks a little scraggly. ;)

I shared my booth space with none other than my bfffy T$ aka Tarin.

Crowd shot. You can peep Jason Huggins of Five&ADime in the plaid shirt. I love his handlebar mustache. Mustachios unite!

and Voyeur's infamous LED wall.. sans go-go dancers.