The Art of Death: Jamie Roadkill

Road trips are filled with sites of cities, small towns, mountains, trees, and inevitably roadkill. Most times we are grossed out by these severed animal bodies, but Jamie Roadkill sees art.

I stumbled upon her page on Instagram and was instantly infatuated with these golden skeletons I saw all over her page. Born in Pennsylvania, raised in New Jersey, and now residing in Brooklyn this artist creates these pieces to “promote awareness of the stigmas around death and decay, and promote the power of transformation”.

She uses 24k gold to gild over animal skeletons that are roadkill or died of natural causes including Fawns, Coyotes, Raccoons, and more! She turns these, otherwise, nasty dead animals into beauty. These statues are awesome conversational pieces that combat the stigmas of death and dead animals that are usually seen as a nuisance.

Check out her art below and her website JamieRoadKill.Com

SURVIVING IN BROOKLYN: A DAILY THING

So for the summer I’ll be on the east coast pushing my blog, making some appearances on…stuff (super secret as of right now) and “excited” is definitely an understatement.

I’ve changed the title of this post about 3 different times. Thinking of titles is top 3 things I hate doing, low-key, right next to folding clothes and unclogging a sink full of old dish water and food. I cringe. My boy Smiley (@picasso_vs_plato on instagram) decided to comment on an instragram picture with, “Surviving in Brooklyn new daily blog post? How about it”….WHAT! YES! As simple as it sounds it works for me and boom, here we go….

This morning I decided to cook breakfast and tried to give my boyfriend a better outlook on eggs. He hates eggs, so much…and that’s something no one would change but like I said, I tried. I made a chorizo and spinach scramble along with some parmesan grits and mango. Gave the rest of the mango to a guy that was working in the yard. He looked at me like I was fucking crazy. Like I sprinkled crack on the mango. He must not be used to a strange young woman giving away fruit on a hot day.

It’s almost 3 o’clock and I feel like a bum. My mind is still stuck around 11am. I didn’t even do my morning gongyo and other prayers. It won’t hit me that I’m in another state until a week from now. It won’t hit me that I quit my job until I receive my last check from Claire’s. Good thing I saved up. I’m ready to explore once my full belly becomes the opposite. I guess I should get myself together too…

Off to rule the world? That’s coming soon.

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