|Art. Attitude. Atomic Love.
|Welcome to my website. Thank you for visiting.
|Hi. I'm Rachelle Rose.
With the millions of surfing destinations available on the internet, I'm honored that you'd spend a few minutes here with me. So, thank
you for taking the time to read a little about me on my quirky little old website.
My formal training and college degrees are in fine art, music, and elementary education. I draw, paint, take lots of pictures, and generally
make unusual crafty things when I can. My favorite medium changes all the time, but I always end up reacquainting with watercolor. It
cleanses my soul. It is my other language. I also custom paint old, messed up records, along with painting Maneki Nekos, gyotaku, tee
shirts, and mandalas. I make beaded jewelry. I make stained glass mosaics. I also play with garbage. I make things with found
objects. I have a crazy fetish for any and all kind of pens and calligraphy or handwritten ephemera. If you take me to an office supply
store, I can spend at least an hour looking only at pens and weighing every possible option. This is true. Ask my very patient husband.
Some of my influences are loud music, the Saturday morning cartoons of my youth, any sort of animation, Takashi Murakami, Ernst
Haeckel, my artist relatives Rivka and Betty Schaffner, the elegant art of Etegami, particularly esoteric or ridiculous fortune cookies,
photobooth photography, incredibly silly pop culture, my disjunct, bizarre, and sometimes grotesque dreams, the genius of Carl Jung, art
nouveau, psychedelic art, geometric art forms in nature, and the coolest classic cartoon lady of all time: my hero, Betty Boop.
I cook. From scratch. All cuisines. 'Nuff said.
I only listen to one kind of music. The good kind.
I am superstitious.
Sometimes I try to see molecules.
Despite my surname, my favorite flower is actually the daisy.
I love the smell of oranges.
I like to put potato chips on my sandwiches to make them crunchy.
I am a Leo and I was born in the Year of the Monkey.
I do not believe in heaven or hell.
|Astroboy and Astrogirl will escort you to the places to visit on my site. I hope you enjoy your stay.
|How would you design a silent alarm clock?
Did I know you in a past life?
Can you freak me out with a scary story?
Send me art. Send me haiku. Send me recipes that require knowledge of the Dewey decimal system.
If you dare.
|All rights reserved. All wrongs reversed. You know the drill.
With the exceptions of Astroboy, Astrogirl, and Clara Bow, all images on this site are copyright Rachelle Rose 2002-2019, and for the rest of
eternity. No part of this website may be used, stored, direct (hot) linked, or reproduced in any form without prior written permission from
Rachelle Rose. Copying anything from this website for any reason whatsoever is a violation of the United States copyright laws.
Plus, stealing is just plain bad juju, man.
Thank you especially to my husband, who is a visionary and musician extraordinaire. Before I ever made this website, I wasn't sure if I
should, because I wasn't sure if I had anything interesting to say. But he convinced me that I did.
So thanks, Django J.
|By the way,
is it day or night
where you are?
|Good or bad, I love haiku.
Especially bad haiku.
Feel free to compose something terribly incredible
or incredibly terrible for me.
The guestbook is calling you.
Come on, you know you want to...
You can also just stop in and say hi, though.