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06 Jun 14 at 5 pm

I’m in the (very slow) process of cleaning out my lightroom catalog, and I’m enjoying looking through all my old work. I’ve mainly been getting a lot of laughs, but every so often I come across a couple of lost beauties. I just love MJ and her face, don’t you?


30 May 14 at 7 pm

I wanted to dedicate some of my internet space to Isla Vista during this traumatic time for the community, so here it is. I’ve been met with a wide range of reactions upon telling people that I lived in IV for 2 years. Many people actually seemed disgusted and shocked when I told them. And yes, it was crazy, dirty, and exhausting. But more importantly, IV created the environment for one of the funnest times of my life. It’s the place where I accepted that I’m an artist, and the place where I put down roots with people who I now think of as family. That family is now changing quite a bit, and Isla Vista is also. I can only hope we are all changing and growing in a more positive direction. Lets not let the people who can’t respect IV tarnish the beautiful little beach town that anyone would be lucky to call home.

This photo is was taken my sophomore year, the mailbox of my home, the legendary 6636 Pasado. Forever in my heart.

I wanted to dedicate some of my internet space to Isla Vista during this traumatic time for the community, so here it is. I’ve been met with a wide range of reactions upon telling people that I lived in IV for 2 years. Many people actually seemed disgusted and shocked when I told them. And yes, it was crazy, dirty, and exhausting. But more importantly, IV created the environment for one of the funnest times of my life. It’s the place where I accepted that I’m an artist, and the place where I put down roots with people who I now think of as family. That family is now changing quite a bit, and Isla Vista is also. I can only hope we are all changing and growing in a more positive direction. Lets not let the people who can’t respect IV tarnish the beautiful little beach town that anyone would be lucky to call home.
This photo is was taken my sophomore year, the mailbox of my home, the legendary 6636 Pasado. Forever in my heart.
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21 Apr 14 at 1 am

I decided to go through some drawings I did recently with india ink. This ones about chaos..

In a dream, I saw a woman knock down a hornets nest
Only to stand around,
Watch the explosive reaction

Today I found myself
Treasuring a bee

I decided to go through some drawings I did recently with india ink. This ones about chaos..
In a dream, I saw a woman knock down a hornets nestOnly to stand around, Watch the explosive reaction
Today I found myselfTreasuring a bee

25 Mar 14 at 3 am

My Grandma. 

Just updated my website: www.jennyhi.com

My Grandma. 

Just updated my website: www.jennyhi.com

29 Jan 14 at 10 pm

Gonna start talking and thinking about this topic more

The Sexy Lie: Caroline Heldman at TEDxYouth@SanDiego

Lately I’ve been trying to figure out how to be content with how I spend my time. Sometimes it feels like it’s never enough. This quote from writer Anais Nin, found here, sums up the feeling nicely:

"Over and over again I sail towards joy, which is never in the room with me, but always near me, across the way, like those rooms full of gayety one sees from the street, or the gayety in the street one sees from a window. Will I ever reach joy? It hides behind the turning merry-go-round of the traveling circus. As soon as I approach it, it is no longer joy. Joy is a foam, an illumination. I am poorer and hungrier for the want of it. When I am in the dance, joy is outside in the elusive garden. When I am in the garden, I hear it exploding from the house. When I am traveling, joy settles like an aurora borealis over the land I leave. When I stand on the shore I see it bloom on the flag of a departing ship. What joy? Have I not possessed it? I want the joy of simple colors, street organs, ribbons, flags, not a joy that takes my breath away and throws me into space alone where no one else can breathe with me, not the joy that comes from a lonely drunkenness. There are so many joys, but I have only known the ones that come like a miracle, touching everything with light."

Beautiful.


02 Dec 13 at 10 pm

Reminder: No one can teach you how to be an artist

Reminder: No one can teach you how to be an artist

18 Nov 13 at 9 pm

you are your own barricade

tags: mo 

12 Nov 13 at 1 am

Behind the scenes from the filming of my brothers latest project, Jimmy’s Pizza. 


10 Nov 13 at 11 pm

Spending time in LA shooting a freelance video job, loving the new places I’ve seen and people I’ve met. Stay tuned for the finished product next month.