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I was planning on posting about all of the events of 2015, but I felt I first should start with what I did not think at this point in my lifetime would happen.

I was awoken by my alarm clock to get dressed and take my medication before heading out to a Doctor’s appointment of which I was dreading. I have been dealing with an ongoing problem and it’s been difficult dealing with doctors. I instantly took my phone to see what notifications were left for me overnight (an occurrence that happens more when I am asleep than awake). I looped over to Facebook and saw one of my good friends Kristin post David Bowie’s Let’s Dance video, I have a deep connection with that song as when I was still dancing, that was one of my favorite songs to put on while doing so. This post made me smile, but as I continued to scroll through the feed, I saw all of these posts about David’s death. I was taken aback thinking it was a hoax, internet trolls like to target big stars everyone loves, but official news networks confirmed it.

I felt an extreme emptiness. An emptiness I had not felt in a log time. But this time is was a painful emptiness and anger. A man who had captured my heart as an infant has lost an eighteen month battle to Cancer, a devil that my own Dad beat and is going for his I believe six year clearance check-up in Jacksonville, FL. I cannot thank the Proton Therapy Doctor’s of University of Florida enough for their continuation of research, treatment, and experimental work with people of all types of malicious Cancers. David’s death devastates me because with all of the advances, we still cannot get rid of this demon, this parasite that has taken the lives of people we love. But, what I must acknowledge of David’s death is the pure fact that he was a graceful fighter, who knew his fate, yet would not let this ailment take his art, he died making art and completing his artistic journey.

I have been in tears all morning when I am alone, I don’t want anyone to see my grief. But, I know my mourning will eventually show itself publicly in some way, and I apologize if I am short tempered.

I would like to share my story of my life journey with David Bowie as an inspiration. Since I was an infant he was a pop culture presence in my life. As a child I religiously watched Labyrinth with my older brother Sam. I would dance and sing to every song. I’d play the opening credits with the creepy owl to freak out my brother. And during my Ballet and Modern Dance training years I would play his songs on repeat, especially Let’s Dance. I choreographed my own ballet steps to Let’s Dance and always dreamed of performing it as a Pas De Deux. I would sing Queen’s Under Pressure, both David and Freddie’s parts in my bedroom. To this day I sing his songs in the car, they cheer me up, and they energize me! I aspire to be brave like him, talented like him, and humble. I’ve dreamed my whole life being on stage performing, wearing the most out of this world glittery, spandex, ruffled, high chroma colored costumes just as I saw David wear. I still want that, I always will, and will always be working for it. I can no longer pursue a professional career in Ballet or Modern Dance, but it would not have worked well with being a singer/songwriter anyway, my dancing will come to play in another way. David is one of many people who have given me inspiration and courage to be myself, to dream, to keep going even if no one cares, even if the world thinks I’m the biggest weirdo on the planet. I was born knowing I am weird and if we are born weird, we need to own it, rock it, and enjoy it!

I know that David is in heaven and living in an eternal bliss, but I am still selfish and want his physical presence on earth. It’s sad to know my future children will not know him in their life as a living person, they will only have this idea of who he was. While they don’t have to feel the effects of knowing what it’s like for a person you respect to pass on, I feel experiencing his career and wisdom in real time is worth the pain of losing him, there is so much to learn from the living. Every time I watch one of Patti Smith’s interviews, I really cherish the opportunity because one day she will be gone too, and the words or wisdom she has will no longer be, they will be in memory and re-run of old videos, but it will never be current and in the now again. Those moments are absolutely precious.

In addition to this, I am jealous of all the celebrities posting online their pictures with David, I will never get to meet him in my life on earth, know him personally, or have the pleasure of working with him. I hope these people cherish the moment they had and don’t use it as some kind of badge of superiority, David is a human being, not a pop-culture puppet. Please respect his memory.

I wish his family nothing, but healing and happiness through the loss of such a wonderful person.

These are two of my favorite songs off the BBC recording of which is the best!!!! I love the BBC recorded performances, they are intense and really show off the artists passion!

Moving onto an update on my personal work,

I have completed the 11 paintings in my series Miss America Deconstructed and have started working on new illustrations that are about lounging and sleeping. Here are some of the works, also my website has been updated. www.johannafalzone.com I will update the blog more in-depth later this week on 2015, my health, work, etc. But, at this time I have sketchbooks to finish constructing and I am still trying to wrap my head around David’s death. I need to meditate for a bit and eat lunch.

Johanna

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Tried to think of all the 2015 highlights, 1. Completing all 11 Miss America Deconstructed paintings in five months. 2. Completing a 5K for Suicide Prevention. 3. Refurbishing an old table to put my laptop on. 4. Joey marrying the awesome, Melissa in Old Town Alexandria, VA. 5. Getting to visit BFF Roomie, Shayna @kiwiloveslime at her place in Orlando and getting to act like goofs as we were once in college, 6. @kaaaate._ finally marrying Adam and eating five million different cake flavors because Kate is awesome and couldn't just pick one. 7. Getting to see Brian's band, @trelationship play, Mark went too and witnessed me gobble down a huge French crepe and lose my ability to use words when we met the band. We also thank God, dodged Vampire night in Ybor, good thing the guys played on a Thursday and not a Wednesday. 9. Taking my Mom all over NYC and using the Subway the whole time, no cabs for us! Oh and meeting the one guy from Sex and the City, Chris Noth, that was weird… 9. Making gingerbread cookies and finally getting the recipe right to make the fancy icing. Going to take it a step further next year. 10. Finally, of which is not pictured, finishing grad school app which included 3 essays, Letter of Intent, Artist Statement, and Diversity Statement. I said, screw formats, I'm writing in my way, short story with sass. Here's to 2016 hoping I get in, hoping I have a successful move to the West Coast, hoping my dog will still love me after I leave, and that I will get booked in a solo show that will change my life positively and hugely for the rest of my life, oh and before I forget, another Democrat President gets elected! Woo-hoo, bring on the New Year! #cookies #refurbishedfurniture #missamericadeconstructed #paintings #selfportraits #5k #suicideprevention #bestfriends #weddings #nyc #mom #music #rocknroll #gradschool #bringon2016 #screwtherules #california #movingon #liberal #feminist #democrat @libertygraceart #tbt #throwback

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I finally finished my book “Marie Antoinette Poems”, took forever, although really two weeks is not forever, but it required A LOT of hours to complete. The cards were a nightmare, originally there was not going to be vellum on the back, I was going to hand write the poems, but it proved disastrous on the first card, so I had to go into “make it work mode” and figured painting the backs all gold and printing out the poems in vellum and cutting them out and gluing them onto the gold backs would work, and it did THANK GOD! Anyway I have counted how many times I have cut this fancy little shape of a french rococo frame, 17 times, and that’s counting the two templates.

Each poem was written by me in the point of view of Marie Antoinette of which follows her life, struggles and triumphs in chronological order.

I also made a cute little matching pouch to hold the book, its adorable and cute and I wish it was a real clutch out of fabric so I could use it for everyday items!

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All summer I have been reading the very LARGE Sylvia Plath Unabridged Journals, and the book inspired me to paint studio portraits of Plath. This series features only four painted portraits. Here I have posted the first largest and main portrait of Plath, this image was a rare find, but I will give out more details when all the portraits are finished. At first when I approached this the idea was to paint her abstractly and slightly blurry, but I found myself painting more in tune with the photo. The smaller three paintings were drawn out less exact to Plath, so once I start painting I will decide if the the trio will be blurred or will go more towards a realistic side although I hope they will not, I really want to represent the mental hardship that Plath endured during her life in those portraits.

Enjoy the painting and btw, I have mentioned before my lack of patience for painting, I took a 20 minute break to eat lunch and go to the bathroom during the process of this painting. I stood in front of this piece for about five hours or more pretty much all daylight long. Hopefully I can get two of the smaller paintings done in the same amount of time. I don’t like having projects sitting around, I like getting them done, so I don’t have to procrastinate starting and finishing, I like to see the finished product quickly and I like to do my “me time” as in Johanna just wants to read a book, watch TV, work out, and play on the computer time whilst yelling at Pandora and writing angry political rants and deleting them. Sometimes I’ll write poetry, but its been a slow summer for poetry, maybe this has to do with me being a tiny bit happier, but thats okay because when something finally comes out of my brain its pretty harsh words (maybe the review will publish one this year, or maybe I am STILL  too controversial) yes Im very bitter over this, another reason why I love Plath no one ever wanted to publish her.

Now that I have made you read my crap, here is my visual crap, not crap, but its just a Chicago word, blame my family…

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