Transfer Time

This scene pretty much sums up how I felt at the fashion program. While I love many aspects of Fashion Design, it wasn't the right fit for me. The Otis Fashion Program was geared to set one up with the skills and connections to work in a very commercial environment that housed a large staff of faceless designers. I felt stifled creatively, so during my Junior year, I transferred to the Fine Arts Department. Since, I started there second semester, I had to jump right into making drawings and paintings to fill the class requirements. I didn't have much direction, so I just made a series of portraits of me and my friends cause we were all available to pose.

J

FASHION!

My interest in costuming began in the Fashion Design program at Otis. It was also here that I made my first attempt at making my own. Look at me! I'm Ms Pacman!

Originally, I double majored in Fashion Design and Fine Arts, but when I transferred to Otis from CCAD, I could only choose one major, so I went with Fashion Design. While I was there each class was assigned a mentor from a established clothing company to create a cohesive collection under his/her guidance.

Here's some I did with Ocean Pacific:

and David Meister:

Here's a Fashion Illustration from the "rock star" assignment, which was to illustrate a famous rock star specifically wearing denim, leather, silk and feathers.


Born in the U. S.AAAAEEEEAAAY


J

My name is Isaac Horowitz. I'm a male witch

When I was a kid, I wasn't allowed to participate in Halloween festivites, due to my parents concern about the witches and warlocks ruling the night. Instead we celebrated the Christian Halloween equivilant called Harvest Day.

Now that I'm an adult I like to do Halloween to the max! Every year my BFF's and I take it to the streets, and try to get as much attention as possible. Pee Wee's Playhouse was probably our biggest challenge to date. Each of us picked a character to bring to life. I chose Globey.

Here's Jambi!

I had to ghetto rig this foam/duct tape hat under the globe so that I could see out of the mouth. As Tim Gunn says: "Make it work!"

Harmony Smellington's Conky in progress.

Sarah Beth Lund dominated Chairy. She really took it to the limit!

Angeline ruled as Terry!





Look Ma! I'm Famous!

We found a lonesome Peewee and his bike.



That was fun.

J

College Time

Even though I wanted out of Ohio, I decided to follow my high school sweetheart to Columbus, Ohio, to go to CCAD, which was just minutes away from Ohio State, where the boyfriend went to school. I really enjoyed the foundation year program at CCAD. It was grueling, but the traditional and somewhat conservative curriculum gave me the guidance and discipline I needed.

I spent two years in Columbus, where I majored in Fashion and minored in Painting. Surprisingly, the Fashion Department at CCAD was the only nontraditional program there. Of course, we learned the basics of sewing, fashion illustration, pattern drafting, and draping, but equal amounts of time were spent learning about fabric dyeing techniques, silk screening garments, tailoring and the properties of the textiles we were working with, (which was my favorite part of my time in the fashion department).

Here's this monkey I drew for an assignment during my foundation year.


Columbus is one of those secretly arty cities that extended off the CCAD campus and spread though out the city. While I was living there, I knew other artists in the community and posed for several local painters. Here's this one guy. I wish I remembered his name.

The summer before I left Columbus to move to Los Angeles and transfer colleges to attend a more rigorous Fashion program at Otis College of Art and Design, I posed for Terry Rogers.

About a year after the move I saw this painting of Terry's on the cover of Flaunt Magazine. (I'm in the middle wearing a white robe). Work it out Terry!

Here I am again.

Hello roots? You don't have to be that real, Terry!

J

The Wonder Years

A few years ago I made some drawings of my gradeschool friends from the little pocket pictures from picture day. For some reason this is the only one I had scanned front and back. But most of them said things like: "you are a good basketball player" and "Sam + Joanna 4evur."

I can't remember this girl's name, but I do remember that her mom told me she stuffed her bra. MOOOOOM! That's so embarrassing!

Sam was my first boyfriend, an older man , and the president of the gradeschool. Oh Swoon! We met when I transfered to his middleschool after my Evengelical Christian school closed down. I was 12 and going into the 7th grade. Sam was in 8th and already a teen. He was my first kiss. Woah! hot hot hot hot!


This kid would threaten to kill himself if a girl he liked wouldn't go out with him. It usually worked for about a week, which is also the approximate length of most gradeschool relationships.


I went to prom with this guy. We are friends on Facebook.



Speaking of proms, below was my prom date.



We had a very passionate teen romance. He would compete in local hot body contests at the all ages dance clubs. One time he bought me a pair of diamond earings with his winnings. During highschool I was the president of the Art Club. While in office, I made this enormous painting of me and the boyfriend making out. It was exciting for me because it was my first attempt at painting, and at the time I thought it looked pretty sweet. The art teacher put it up in the cafeteria hallway of my all girls catholic highschool, where most people were grossed out by it.

Scuze me! Sooorrrry! So? I do what I want!

J