Artist Statement

I am a writer and artist profiled in Wikigrain. Issues of the Dionysian, boundaries, transgression and the West Coast inhabit my work.

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wire and vaudeville, oil, mixed media, 2000

I paint in figurative mixed media oils critically referenced in Anodyne Magazine as “kitchy maximalism.” My Hollywood series is here. My scandalous NSFW series is here.  Eight oil paintings and an interview with me are in Angel’s Flight Literary West here. Three Nineties Paintings are in Hinchas de Poesia here.

Recent publications: The poem, “Sayonara, Los Angeles,” and painting “Heroes and Saints,” are in Angel’s Flight Literary West here. My latest food essay, “Thanksgiving with the Trumpocalypse,” is featured in Entropy here. My essay, “Portrait of the Artist as a Crazy Cat Lady,” is in The Account: A Journal of Poetry, Prose, and Thought here.

Forthcoming publications: My essay, “Blue Feathers in Grandma’s Basement,” is coming December 15, 2016 from New Mexico Review.  “Board-Box” excerpt from Katie Rising with two oil paintings is coming from Two Hawks Quarterly in December 2016.The poems “Nocturne” and “Old Wounds, Freeways and Things that are Not,” are coming in apt December 2016.  the poem, “How to Make up a Cold Sore,” and painting, “Veil,” are coming in  DUM DUM zine. An essay, “Responsibility and Choices Being Queer, Disabled and Child-free” is forthcoming from MotherShould?  “The View Like an Ashtray” novel excerpt from Katie Rising will be published in the 2017 California Prose Directory: New Writing from the Golden State.

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Reading from Haunting Muses at the Laurel Bookstore

My poetry manuscript Bleed Almond explores seven years in Los Angeles as a queer femme navigating love, alcoholism, sobriety and the genetic burden of mental illness. It is finished and seeking publication.

My first novel, Jet Set Desolate, is the second book in a series of stand-alone small press novels that I am working on about a mentally ill queer writer and artist named Lena Cosentino. The first in the series is called Scaffolding. The prequel to Jet Set Desolate. Punk, Bipolar Disorder and alcoholism in Portland in the nineties. Picking up where Jet Set Desolate left off with the third in the series is Angelina at the Serrano. A noir journey of addiction, an MFA and recovery in San Francisco, San Diego, CalArts and Los Angeles. The forth in the series is Katie Rising. My relationship with 27-Club writer Katie Jacobson.  Diary of a Hollywood Hedgewitch is the fifth book in the series. A now-widowed Wiccan searches for love and sobriety from a fabulous Hollywood address. Scaffolding, Angelina at the Serrano and Diary of a Hollywood Hedgewitch are finished and seeking publication. Katie Rising is still a novella to become a novel and needs work.

I love this Will Rees essay on “The Private Life” at 3:AM Magazine where he states, “‘The Ego’ — to quote Freud, as Cohen often does — ‘is not master in its own house.’ Could it be the repulsion and anxiety this provokes that fuels our desire to broadcast everything about ourselves online? our sense of entitlement to know everything about others? the complicity, that is, that we each of us share in the culture of intrusion we claim to abhor?”

Let me create a world. Adventures in social media with  TwitterInstagramPinterestYouTubeTumblr, and Yelp.

Jet Set Desolate is available at Amazon.  Lorazepam and the Valley of Skin: Extrapolations on Los Angeles/730910-2155 is available at valeveil. Haunting Muses is available from AmazonWriting the Walls Down: A Convergence of LGBTQ Voices is available from Trans-Genre Press. The L.A. Telephone Book, Vol. 1 2011-2012 is available on free pdf from ARRAS.NET.

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  1. lizzie says:

    Your Guilt zine is one of my favorite things I’ve read since I can remember. It’s something I’ve been waiting for, you know? It has all the things I want in a read: lesbians, drugs, references to LA and/or SF, glitter. Okay that sounds superficial, but. You’re amazing and I love your writing. I keep Guilt in my purse just to reread it.