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Friday, February 21, 2014

L.A. Zine Fest, 2014!

My zines and some personal treasures. Cameras & plant life -the plant to the left was a gift from Angie. The rock, I collected from the center of the Spiral Jetty. Every time I look at it, I think about past road trips & land art. Nancy Holt passed away a couple of weeks ago, so all this has been on my mind. I'll never forget the peace I had while laying in the middle of one of her epic Sun Tunnels. Glimpses of light shining through a carved out circle. And the Utah desert… 

April Wolfe, my Mom, & your's truly. Proud to be a part of the zine community. x

Hey! That's me wedged in between Zach! (his friend, April, filling in for him) & Laura of Fluxus LA! Rad women. It was a pleasure getting to know them. 

homies (I was overjoyed with the enormous amount of support I received from friends and family-I feel very lucky)


I can't tell you enough how much I learned and how happy I was to share my work with others. L.A Zine Fest was such a beautiful experience and I met so many rad & talented people that day. Thank you to everyone who came to support and all the vendors who are putting their work out there. Truly inspiring. Can't wait to do it again next year! 





your friend,


ava







Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Dixie


Dixie working on an airplane, during WWII
picture source

Teasing photographer, and former silent film star, Harold Lloyd. Lloyd also photographed the real Monroe & Bettie Page!

Photos of young Dixie I found randomly on google. Mostly tumblr...

The Marilyn Monroe of Burlesque, Dixie Evans, died this month on August 3rd. I found out a week ago. She was 86 years old. 
I had the pleasure of meeting her in 2004/2005 while I was a student at CalArts. Her ranch in Helendale, CA was one of the first stops during an epic road trip that would lead my classmates and I to The Spiral Jetty. I will never forget Andrew Freeman's "Into the Field". Those excursions into vast desert lands were pure magic. Youthful, fiery magic. 


I shot this image of her in 2005.  I titled it, To Dixie, with luv, xx Ava. Soon after, she would leave her ranch home and head out to Vegas.  Her Miss Exotic World Ranch was a time capsule in the desert sun. 

Rest in Peace

 More about her passing here.



your friend,


ava