Pictures That Inspire

first off, i love this bag. it's from bunglaow360.com


secondly, as you can see by my posts tonight that i am really bored. that brings me to...


thirdly, these are pictures hanging next to my desk that i love. some of them i couldn't find on the internet and my scanner program thing isn't hooked up yet so i am only able to show you a couple...




this is a beautiful picture of Greta Garbo. this is my favorite shot of her. the pic i have is clearer. the look she is giving is amazing. her eyes will put you in a trance.




this is called "Icarus, Empire State Building, New York" it was taken in 1931 by Lewis Hine. i can't remember exactly but Icarus was a greek something or other who was able to fly and one day i think maybe he flew too close to the sun and his wings melted or burned up and did he die? i hope that's not what Lewis Hine is alluding to when he names the piece "icarus"




this is django reinhardt. i love his music.




this is a young bob dylan. taken by dan hunstein in NY in 1963.


fourthly, i'll stop posting now. thanks for being patient as i have been a stupid poster.

heh

I wasn't going to blog this but I just have to...

I have this friend who is married. I hang out with him a pretty good bit. It's usually in a big group of friends but sometimes it's just the two at the Applebee's ater work exchanging therapy sessions or philosophical converstaions. We are good friends. No doubt and no hiding it. His wife has come out on a few occasions and I thought we always got along. However, she is a drunk, crazy, serious issues kinda woman. Well, we were out the other night with a mid-sized group of people. She came along and everyone was having a dandy time. Until...

She turned around to me and said, "you're fucking my husband!"

I just dropped my jaw, giving myself a second to recover from the initial shock; I said, "you have got to be kidding me. we are strictly friends and you know it. I can't believe this [insert name here]."

I can't exactly remember what happened after that but I think we all left. I had ridden in their car earlier but, of course, didn't get a ride back with them. My friends, Rachel and Corey, gave me a ride home and we just were stunned.

Stupid story, just thought I'd share.

P.S. I won't be hanging out with my friend now as much as I used to, it's suck but I'm not about to get my tires slashed because bitch thinks I'm sleeping with her husband. It's actually the fact that I think she cheats on him and it's that guilty paranoia thing going on. This woman has more issues than anyone I have ever met in my life. I mean ser.i.ous. Come on, I haven't even had sex in two months and the last person I'd sleep with is my friend, even if he were single.

31 Q's

why do i do this? because i have homework that i should be doing, that's why.


1. Name someone with the same birthday as you:

Andy Roddick, Cameron Diaz, Warren Buffet, Mary Shelley, Ted Williams and Fred MacMurray (from "My 3 Sons, used ot love the reruns) oh and we can't forget Rich Cronin, everyone's favorite singer from LFO.

2. Where was your first kiss?

in the boy's kitchen

3. Have you ever seriously vandalized someone else's property?

not that i am aware of. i rolled the high school but i don't consider that serious vandalization. the cops did though.

4. Have you ever hit someone of the opposite sex?

yes. and i am sorry.

5. Have you ever sung in front of a large number of people?

in elementary school with the rest of my class. once i had a rap solo in 4th grade. or was it 5th? laura has the video.

6.Whats the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?

their clothes i guess. not in a shallow way, just their style.

7.What really turns you on?

humor.

8.What do you usually order from starbucks?

cider. but i have only had starbucks maybe three times.

9. What is your biggest mistake?

not taking life as seriously as i should have a few years ago but i have no regrets.

10. Have you ever hurt yourself on purpose?

by staying in a bad relationship. i was thriving off it in a sick way and knew it was wrong, so i guess that's hurting yourself on purpose.

11. Say something totally random about you:

if you tickle me i will hit you. seriously.

12. Has anyone ever said you looked like a celebrity?

that Linda Hamilton lady. i don't see it but random people have said that to me over the years even as recently as a couple months ago.

13. Do you still watch kiddy movies or tv shows?

not really but i don't mind them. i own beauty and the beast, lion king, that sorta thing. sometimes i'll watch lizzie mcguire.

14. Did you have braces?

no.

15. Are you comfortable with your height?

sure.

16. What is the most romantic thing someone of the opposite sex has done for you?

wriiten me a beautiful poem. or maybe taken me on vacation out of know where.

17. When do you know it's love?

you just know.

18. Do you speak any other languages?

spanglish

19. Have you ever been to a tanning salon?

yes

20. What magazines do you read?

Real Simple, Domino, tabloid magazines every once in awhile

21. Have you ever ridden in a limo?

once in NYC.
once for my senior year prom.

22.Has anyone you were really close with passed away?

yes. three friends and my grandma.

23.Do you watch mtv?

yes. as you know, Laguna Beach is my favorite.

24.What's something that really annoys you?

pretentiousness. also this one girl in my 2D class. everything about her annoys me. oh and customers who demand free stuff all the time, more bread, more lemons, more sauce, more, more, more.

25. What's something you really like?

food. rollercoaster. wine. music. reading.

26.Do you like Michael Jackson?

not anymore. remember the Jackson 5 trading cards, laura?

27 Can you dance?

only at concerts. i don't dance like club dancing. or if i'm drunk maybe i'll dance with my friend at the bar.

28.What's the longest/latest you have ever stayed up?

i don't know, maybe 2 days.

29.Have you ever thought that you were honestly going to die?

once i was falling off the side of a mountain and i thought if i don't die, i'm still fucked.

30.Have you ever been rushed by an ambulance into the emergency room?

no.

31. Do you actually read these when other people fill them out?

mostly.

That's all folks. This exciting Q & A was brought to you by our good friend Undr. If you want to learn more useless stuff about me you just have to ask.

I think my homework is banging down my door calling my name...

Shut Down Telemarketers

It's funny how much telemarketers are hated. As well they should be. I, actually, at one time was a telemarketer for a good minute. I made pretty good money at it. The first business I worked for was a total scam, I mean not necessarily a scam but they did a shitty job. It was for carpet cleaning. We called rich people and old people. It was so wrong. Looking back I feel bad about it. There would be about 10 (give or take) of us and we'd sit around with about 15 pages of phone numbers and cold call for a good 4 hours or more. The second company arose from the first one who went under because our boss and his girlfriend (our manager) were on major speed and eventually couldn't keep it together.* They skipped town after all their furniture had been repo'd. Anyway, the second company was a good business for the most part. Telemarketing was easy excepting for cringing when you had to call a house over and over again because they suppossedly weren't there the evening before (or so their "nanny" said). It was also hell catching someone during dinner. I definetly got an earfull on numerous occasions. I don't know why I never really got a better job. I guess I was just comfortable there. We just sat and smoked cigarrettes and talked on the phone. Good money too.

Anyway, don't know why I just wrote all that. I usually forget about me being a telemarketer. That was my gig for about a year I guess. All right, so, telemarketing, right. As of September of this year, telemarketers are now allowed to call your cell phone. These calls will not only be annoying but for those that do not have unlimited minutes, they are using your minutes as well. And we know telemarketers call repeatedly. The good news is that you can register for free on the National Do Not Call Registry. Your home and/or your cell. Gratis! It takes less than two minutes to register (probably faster if you're not on dial-up). They send you an email confirmation and you just have to verify your info through email within 72 hours of registering. And viola! *hopefully* no calls...for 5 years! You can also register complaints about unwanted phone soliciting on the same website. The link is at the top y'all**. And here it is again just incase it's not up top... www.donotcall.gov ***



*not to mention everyone but me would go to the back and huff free-on when we had our lunch or dinner breaks. yeah, that was a bit uncomfortable for me. especially the first time i was asked to go back there, i was just kinda like, "um, yeah, thanks but no thanks".

**so i just figured out that if you click on the title of this post, it should direct you straight to the link. you guys probably already knew that, but just in case.

***please tell me why my link button doesn't appear on my computer! this is getting old!

Forgot To Tell Ya...

I went to see the professor about the Italy trip and...

all the spots are taken. I was heartbroken. I am such a crybaby AND I didn't cry, that is huge for me!

He said I could be put on the "alternates" list because sometimes people end up not being able to go. I think at this point though, I don't want to be put on a waiting list. I can't totally plan for something that I might end up not doing. I can't get my hopes up just waiting for someone to drop out of the trip. Also, I wouldn't be the only one on the waiting list. I will probably just wait for the next Italy trip. They are offering summer semester in Ireland. I would love, love, love to spend the summer in Ireland but I'd rather invest that money towards Italy in the future. My mom has already started taking my Sunday tips (which is another reason I am so broke) and hiding them from me to save for Italy. I'll just let her continue to do that for another Italy opportunity. My friend, Karen, from school says she heard about a mini-trip to New York City. So maybe some of that money can go to touring NYC with my art department. Don't know any details about it but she's investigating. I want to go with her too because she is awesome.

So, in the end, I am still heartbroken about Italy but I think it worked out for whatever reason unbeknownst to me. I don't want to dwell on it for too long or it will really upset me.

And Just One More Reason...

that I hate Sundays is because the Falcons usually play on Sundays and I can only watch bits of the game on the bar TVs while i am working.

BUT lucky me, there's Monday Night Football. The two Falcons games that I have watched in their entirety are the Monday Night Football games. They beat the Jets tonight. I went out to watch the game with a few friends and drank $1 beers. Yes, $1 Amberbochs, can't beat it.

Falcons are 5-2 thus far.

Go Falcons.

Sundays

With the exception of this Sunday in particular...

Fuck Sundays.

Someone picked up my shift today at work. I got bitched at by my boss because I was supossed to train today. She tried to guilt trip me into taking my shift back. I wasn't having it. Fuck training. And fuck Sundays.

I open that place EVERY Sunday. The last time I was not there at 12 on Sunday was the first week of August when I went to Colorado. I have put in request after request saying that I can no longer open on Sundays. Each one has been ignored. It will end.

Sundays suck because I bust my ass on Thursday night, Friday night and Saturday night. By noon on Sunday my ass is worn out. I am dazed. I ache. I bitch. A lot. Sundays make me bitter, they also don't produce any income. So, in addition to hating Sundays, I hate Sunday customers. I hate the church people who just tipped God so they are out of money when it comes to me. I hate the teenagers whose parents drop them off to eat a $8 hamburger, drink 47.5 Cokes and consume 8 loaves of free bread and leave me 50 cents. I hate ghetto fucks that can afford extra shots in their drinks and add on lobster tails and 'skrimp' and then tip you two ones on $63. I love old people but not when they come in and sit in my section. They drink water, split their meal and sit an extra hour drinking coffee, I get a $3 tip. I am bitter, I am sorry. I could go on much more but real quick let's talk about the family's and their kids who dribble all over the table, scream and cry and mush up mac and cheese all over the table and high chair and then drop their cheerios all over the floor. There are kids that think the sugar caddy is their toy and some kids that enjoy licking the top of the salt shaker. There are kids that love to run around the restaurant and tug on server's pant legs when that server is carry a very heavy tray. And people, the reason I hate these people is because they don't tip me enough. If they did I would be bragging on these fuckers but that is obviously not the case.

Maybe I should quit you say. Nope. I love my job so much. I love the people I work with so so so much. I just hate the interacting with the customers part. You say maybe I don't get tips because they can feel my negativity. Nope they don't. I am just a laughing ray of sunshine on the floor. I bust my ass for you and make you smile and you love me! You tell me so! You just tip me verbally. People, words don't pay the bills, tuition, gas, etc.

Okay, so I had today off. I don't know why all of the sudden I just typed all of that. I was purging I guess. All I intended to write was small and simple.

Things I failed to accomplish today:

- still life using conte
- paper bag still life using conte
- black and white value composition
- shower

Things I accomplished today:

- being awake for a total of 6 hours
- 2 naps
- one load of laundry

and I have a message for my best friend:
Laura, I love you and I am so sorry that I am about the worst friend ever. Your present still has yet to be sent. I know your birthday was weeks ago. I entertained the thoughht of sending it today but it's Sunday.* I know, I know, I know. I am overwhelmed and sorry. I love you.

*more reasons as to why Sundays suck:

- post office is closed
- Chick-Fil-A is closed
- bank is closed
- Blue Laws

WSP, 10/15/05

pictures, going in reverse order...as always.



Mom after the show.



the band, Todd on Drums, Schools on bass



Patterson Hood, of the DBT in green, George McConnell on left, JB on right, JoJo in back



PH again, JB on left



George, PH, JB



JB



Sonny



GM, PH, JB



John Neff, of the DBT, on pedal steel guitar



George McConnell



me and my mom, in the back was this dude named Craig from Cabbagetown. he looks really scary here.



the band



my mom and me



my mom right before the show, carrying our $3 tiny beers while i snap the shot. her ear plugs are going in in about one minute.



me and my mom in the lot.



mom in the lot. the weather was absolutely beautiful. perfect lot weather.



mom in the lot.



this is right before we head out. we started it by eating lunch and having a margarita at the mexican restaurant right around the corner. we went home, packed our beer and hit the road. it took about an hour and 45 minutes to get to macon. i bought a poster for my mom as a momento. it has the name and date of her first (and last) show.


Widespread Panic
October 15, 2005
Macon Centreplex
Macon, Georgia

Setlist:

1: Papa Legba, Little Kin, Jack, 1X1, Casa, Weight of the World, Pickin' Up The Pieces*, Down*, Give, Love Tractor
2: Ribs And Whiskey, Low Rider, Blight, Don't Wanna Lose You**, Come Together***, Monstrosity, Barstools and Dreamers, B of D, Chilly Water > Drums > Baby, Let Me Follow You Down > Chilly Water
E: Junco Partner > Flat Foot Flewzy

* with Randall Bramblett on saxophone
** with John Neff on pedal steel
*** with Patterson Hood on vocals
[Drive-By Truckers opened]

personal notes-

nice opener.
Legba- one of their lighting tech had dies that day or the day before so Legba was appropriate.
Little Kin- excellent
Jack- one of my most favorite tunes. excellent.
1x1- well played, good tune.
Casa- blah
Weight-good.
Pickin'- excellent. jam consisted of too much George but what are you gonna do. it's times like these that it makes me cringe that Mikey is so greatly missed.
Down- excellent. love this song.
Give- good.
Love Tractor- good, always high energy.

lovely second set opener.
RnW- love this song and it was played extra sweet. usually over played nowadays but still love it no matter what.
Low Rider- usually don't like it when they play this song but it was played well and there you have it, it was there.
Blight- awesome. one of my most favorites. John Neff on steel added a lot to the song. it was tight.
DWLY- this song was released after Mikey died. and I'm not a huge fan of post-MH Panic songwriting but I really really love this song. the ending is beautiful. for me this song is so multi-dimensional. it didn't bring a tear to my eye but it usually does. it was played really well but i know there were points when i just wish george would stop wailing on his guitar. there is so much pain and comfort in this song. i feel like JB is really vulnerable when he plays this.
Come Together- awesome. Patterson Hood kicks so much ass. I love his voice and energy. He sang most of the vocals. I would love to hear PH play "Why Don't We Do It in the Road" (another Beatles cover) with Panic. but that's maybe only b/c i am in love with Patterson.
Monstrosity- all right
Barstools- good but kind of all right at the same time. One of my favorites, it was lacking the sharp, clean guitar. i was hoping for a "satisfied" rap, would have made it better but probably best that it wasn't played b/c really, i am no longer satisfied. and you know, we don't want "satisfied" played in vain.
BofD- all right. maybe better than Monsrosity but about the same.
Chilly- love it. they have really turned this song out to be rockin. not one of the best versions but great nonetheless.
Drums- good, not great. it's mini-drums these days, Sonny's getting tired (and so was my mom).
Baby- good song. played all right. never heard it before. don't know anything about it. it was good to the ears. would have been better replaced with "Drivin" then back into "Chilly". that would have personally made me cry.
Chilly- back into Chilly. their most favorite sandwiching song. set ender. i'm just glad it wasn't like "one armed steve" or "nobody's loss". love chilly water though.

encore:
Junco- also one of my favorites. so much fun to dance to. played all right.
FFF- get tired of this one, staurday night, very predictable but still fun. the last two songs were the songs that i shook my ass to the most.

rating out of 10- i give this show a 7.5 for postMH Panic. i started at 7, took down 2 points for Bramblett, upped a point for John Neff, upped another point and a half for PHood.

aahhh, please, randall, why do you keep reappearing?!

thank the Lord i didn't hear "Old Joe" or "All Time Low" or whatever else kind of crap they like to dish out at encore.

Truckers were good. super super loud. not as much in-your-face as i had hoped for but very glad i saw them. would like to see them again but in a more intimate venue. plus the acoustics sucked in the Macon auditorium.

the only person i saw was patrick on the way in. never ran nito him again. i saw paulie from afar but too far for him to hear me. that was it. no matt, thank god. i called billy to see if he was going, he never called me back.

the next night i had a dream about matt that he saw me at a bar and grabbed me from the back and started kissing me. he had gained about 50 pounds and had an earring in his ear. yikes. i felt weird after the dream was over.

Apology

T called after we had the not-so-pleasant conversation. He left a message on my cell phone profusely apologizing. He said he was sorry about being hypocritical and talking shit about me going to school. He was saying stuff out of anger, he didn't mean the things that he said, etc. He stated that his frustration had turned into anger and he took it out on me. You know how sometimes when you feel like shit you try and make someone else feel like shit so you are not miserable alone? Well, that's basically what happened. He told me via the voicemail that he is having a hard time handling the fact that he is not my top priority*. I have other things going on and I am not paying the same attention to him as I used to.** I honestly think that he is sorry but when our last conversation ended, i said to him, "see this is why I don't talk to you anymore". I stand by that. I can't continue to assist in dragging this out. I love him and I care for him deeply but I have to live my own life as well. When he is in a better place then maybe a friendship can thrive but not in the place where he is standing right now.

I have not returned his call. I am still contemplating whether or not I should call and tell him what's on my mind, then just leave it at that.


*understandably difficult to deal with, i know. he's the one that broke-up with me in the first place. i have been dumped before as well. not being at the top of the list is hard to deal with when you were there for so long.

**it's also not even that i have other things going on, if i still enjoyed his company i would make time. it's just that he is not happy with his situation and it sucks the life right out of me. my spirit will not be oppressed.

Since 30 Is the New 20, Happy 20th!

Happy Birthday, LIC!

I hope your 30th year is the best yet.

Dinner is on me one of these nights (it could be two months from now but it *will* be before your 31st).

Pot Calling the Kettle Black, Part II

Actually there is no "Pot Calling the Kettle Black, part I". I had intentions of posting it but just never had the energy to relive it in text.

So, the falling out that T and I had was basically him being hypocritical. Highly hypocritical. I let it go, whatever. We stopped talking and my life went on. He called one day to apologize. I accepted his apology but still kept a nice distance from him. I talked to him one day and he started attacking me about something I had done. He went off and basically just made a bunch of assumptions about what I was doing, who I was with and the stupid decisions I make. I told him, "this is why I don't talk to you, I can't tell you anything without you being very presumptuous and in a very volatile way." We again stopped talking for a week. He called tonight and we chatted for a bit. It gets really old when you have to carry the conversation every time. It finally came to a point where he wanted to start throwing punches I guess. It started off with me saying how he always makes the worst assumtions and attacks me verbally for decisions, that I as a grown woman, make. I again remind him how I am being responsible (which he's not around to see so he doesn't trust it) and how I just went back to school after 6 years and all that. He says in so many words, "you are in *art* school, where's that gonna get you? art school, j. you are living at your parent's and you are a waitress." This is when I cut in an say, "is your life that crappy that this is the only thing that gives you satisfaction is to cut in on me? Do you *want* to start throwing punches?"

And thus, Pot meet Kettle. The converstaion ended about 2.2 after that. You can talk to me when you have a steady job, a car, and are not drowning in your issues.

I honestly don't have time to wait until he figures out all the baggage that he's carrying. I have my own thank you very much.

Fuckin' A.

Panic Time

My friend, Chris, mentioned to me last night that Panic (link: www.widespreadpanic.com) is playing in Macon tomorrow night. I have not seen them since they have returned from "hiatus". Nor have I really cared to. The last time I saw Panic play was their last show on New Years before their break, 12-31-03. Well, last night when Chris mentioned the show I got that feeling inside me and I jumped all over it. I really am excited about seeing them. My friend Rachel might come with me. My mom is for sure going. I already got our tickets. My mom will totally be out of her element but I want her to get a taste of what my most favorite hobby used to be. She has been wanting to go and I have been wanting to take her but in the past it just never happened. My brother wanted to take her to see the Dead, she kept putting it off, then Jerry died. She regrets it. Well, Mikey has died and she regrets not seeing the original Panic with me. I figured now is a good time. It won't be the same but it'll still be fun. AND the best news about seeing Panic is that the Truckers (link: www.drivebytruckers.com) are opening. I am so completely ecstatic about that. I have been wanting to see them forever. Every time they play somewhere, something always comes up to where I cann't go. I have been so frustrated about that. They are one of my favorite bands and it sucks that I haven't seen them live. I'm sure I'll run into people I know down there. I think people will make an extra effort to go to this one show in particular because it's close to home and the Truckers are opening.

I hope I don't run into Matt.

I'm so excited.

EDIT- I LIED. i have no brains cells. i forgot that i saw Panic this past spring. I even posted in my blog about it i believe. obviously it was a memorable show (sarcasim high). so this will be my second show post-hiatus. whatever, i pumped about the Truckers.

p.s. Rachel cannot go. she has some shit to deal with and going to Macon is the last thing she's thinking about.

Nat'l Geographic Pics

National Geographic rules your face.




archaeologists recently escavated a container that was holding noodles. these noodles are around 4,000 years old. this is the very first evidence of the food. also, it disproves that the italian were the first to make noodles.



i know we have all heard the story about the python in the florida everglades attempting to eat the gator. i saw the picture for the first time today. and you thought swallowing down the wrong pipe hurts. holy shit.

I Miss

Anney. I saw her dad come into OB the other night. I was there taking my wine test. I didn't make eye contact just because I wouldn't have known what to say. I know he saw me though. I hope he tells Anney that he saw me. I know I should somehow get intouch with her just so all these dreams I keep having will go away.

Mid-Term

I love school.

This is how I stand in my drawing class, I have a high B. He rarely passes out A's. I will still strive for an A but am extremely estatic that I have a B+. I was a bit surprised. He said I should be straight for the rest of the semester as long as I just keep up the good work. I am scared I'll drop to a C because I just jinxed myself.

In class today I participated in my first critique. It was fine. I was really nervous and kind of shaking. My still life was good though so I was pretty confident. The only bad thing was that my professor and others said the fabric background fabric looked fake. I completely agreed. It was fake, I imagined it in my head. He let me bring it home to work on. The funny thing was the part that I dreaded the most (the fabric on the table) turned out really well. The class really liked mine and really only said good things. They even kept refering back to mine to site examples of good work. I'd say it was the third best in the class. I was kind of surprised how crappy some of them looked. But, like I said before, that's probably because I spent more time on mine.

I have an A in my 2D class. If I maintain perfect attendence until last class then I will be upped a letter grade. I should get an A in this class no matter what...I hope.

Remember that online math class? Yeah, me either*. I dropped that baby at the end of August. I will most likely take it as my only course during summer semester. All of my mom's math teacher friend's from school will be out of school for the summer and they are determined to get me through math. We will be by the pool, sunning and studying. I'm glad I have a math team behind me because it's going to take just that.

And one last thing, I officially no longer hate my drawing teacher. He is not a prick. I like him a lot actually.

*and real quick...
is it "me either" or "me neither". grammatically i think it's the first but verbally i use the latter.

Weekend Wrap-Up

it was a long weekend here in the L. i just want to jot down a very brief chronology just so i don't forget.

friday night- get off work. go to woody's (the bar) and hang out with friends from work. there til close. then go to ryan's friend, jimmy's house. jamal anderson is there. he's kind of a sissy. whatever. stay there til 5. go to jeremy's with corey and christina, talk til 7. go to sleep.

saturday night- get off work. go to trey's birthday party. totaled corvette boy is there. stupid aggressive boy hormones everywhere. it felt like high school. actually i didn't even see this shit on high school. i guess b/c i didn't hang out with "whiggers". vanilla ice throw backs. i love trey but the people he associates with are lame. jamal anderson showed up. kim and i didn't fall asleep until about 6 at jeremy's. opened work at noon.

i am leaving about 90% of the details out to save on gossip, drama, and (non self) incriminating evidence.

Breakthrough

There is a fine line between character and behavior. My character is very deep. My behavior doesn't necessarily refect my character as much as I try. I just wish people knew. I'm trying. I also try and see the difference in others. I know but it is so hard to act on it; even within my self.

Namaste. LIVE it.

I *know* all of this but it is a world of difference when you just *try* and put it into words; even when words cannot exactly articulate it.

I pray for a better community...for a better world; it starts with a better self.

In Other Reality News

For my 2D design class I had to come up with 12 patterns and then recreate 12 textures from something. So all in all I had to have 24 2x2" squares. I got graded on them today and she wanted to keep mine to photocopy to show other students examples and the correct way it should be done. I was pretty happy about that.

My prick drawing teacher is starting to hate me less. Which in turn makes me hate him less. Actually now I like him more every class. We joke around and he laughs at my jokes. Last week he came and sat down with me before my 2D class and we talked about non-school stuff so that was nice. I think that he was being a jerk mostly in the beginning because he was weeding students out and being hard on us so we'd realize how critical art can be. He certainly weeded people out. We started with 21 students and now we are down to maybe 14. It's also midterm so we are about to lose more from both of my classes. Robbie Rob (not his name but my nickname for him) thinks my still life (the dirty snowman one) is good and he helped me with my fabric texture a lot and was nice about it, not a dick. The still life is due on Wednesday. It's not completely finished but I don't have time to go back up to the studio to work on it before it's due. Mine is one of the best in the class but I think that's probably only because it's far more finished than most. Last Monday my teacher went home sick after only 15 minutes of class. I stayed with a couple others and continued to work on it. Most girls* left after about 20 minutes. I knew I had to stay or I would have gotten an F. We didn't work on it last Wednesday because that's the day we went outside and drew for 3 hours in the perfect weather. I drew the entrance to the student union. We had to utilize atmospheric perspective. Anyway, I'll leave it how it is and hopefully get a B on it (he rarely hands out A's).



In my 2D class, this boy, Kit, said that he has an extra easel I can have. For free! I hope he remembers to bring it to school for me. Good easels are extremely costly. The one he's giving me isn't that great but it'll do for now while I save up for a really nice one that'll last forever. It's no wonder they call artists "starving artists". Being an artist is ex.pen.sive! With the cost of all of everything, I will never be able to afford to leave my parent's house. But I love art school and I am super happy.

During smoke break today we messed with a huge pile of ants. heh.







For dinner tonight I had the best nachos. The picture doesn't reflect how yummy it was but I'm showing you anyway. I added banana peppers to it. Best idea ever. Banana peppers are the shit.




*in my drawing class there is only one boy, his name is Aaron. in my 2D class there are two, Aaron and Kit.

Oh No She Dit'int!

Just saw the preview for next weeks Laguna Beach... Jason likes LC and he asks her out on a date and she says yes! I love Lauren but Jason is such a skeez. I hope that she doesn't start dating him. I will be looking forward to Alex and Jessica's reactions though. Lauren is so beautiful. Also, Kristen is a total bitch to Talan and that sucks because I think I love Talan. This weeks episode was okay. It was their last prom. It was rude of Kristen to ditch Talan, it was rude of Jason to take a sophomore then make out with Alex the whole time and it was really really wrong of Casey to wear such a trashy dress.

It's scary how much I love this show.

A Mere 27 Years Ago...

Laura was born!!!

The Libra’s symbol is scales. Libras are thought to be diplomatic, intelligent, and thoughtful. They crave romantic relationships and have a strong sense of justice. They desire harmony in all situations.

Laura is very Libra. We love Libras. Yo-Yo Ma shares your birthday, born in 1955, he's 23 years older than you. One year before you were born, 1977, guitarist Steve Hackett quits Genesis, what a bummer. On your exact date of birth, October 7, 1978, Merle Haggard and Leone Williams marry. In 2003, the people spoke and California Governor Gray Davis was replaced by The Terminator!

I did the research myself, nowhere on the world wide web will you see all of that on one website (except for mine now).

And now for the Parade of Birthday Wishes...




Hapa made it all the way from Hawaii to wish you a special birthday!



Wooden Figure Man is wearing his birthday suit just for you! (Luckily the sign is covering his woody. hahaha)



The Dude reincarnate loves you!



Can you believe this pic was taken about 6 years ago?!



Happy Birthday from Michael Vick! (We love him but watch out!...he has herpes)



Jesus says that you are his birthday homegirl!



Ramona Quimby, Age 8 says "Laura B., Age 27, Happy Birthday"



Buddah is meditating, shhh...



When he found out it was your birthday all he could say was "ha ha ha ha ha ha ha Oh Boy, Oh Boy!" over and over and over again.



And last but certainly not least, the young, sexy Bob Dylan says, "i'll give you a birthday to remember!"

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Laura, I love you! Happy Birthday!!!! I have been supremely blessed to have had you in my life for twenty-seven years. Each birthday is not only a celebration of your birth but also a celebration of another year of our friendship. I wish I could be there to celebrate. Lots of hugs and kisses, Jeanne

Driving

Proud As A Peacock

My Graphite Still Life that's hanging in the hall.

Dogs Make Me Happy

I was behind these happy guys for about 20 minutes on my commute to school yesterday morning. They were in heaven.

Perfect

Today was one of those days. Perfect Days. Today was one of the best days of my life. One of those days where life is gentle and just right...no "special events" but just an easy going beautiful day, capped with "Pilgrims".

I'll probably post the chronology of it tomorrow.

Bits of the Day: Dogs dancing in the wind, easy classes in the breezy sun, horses kissing on each other, a nice glass of wine, leaves falling, music, PERFECT weather and all good thoughts.

p.s. i hope this is a taste of what the near future holds. (((( i hate to jinx it though )))).

Graphite Still Life

Here is a picture of my unfinished still life that is due tomorrow. In my picture I must have 4 different textures, 2 natural, 2 manmade. The picture is hard to see, it's darker in real life.

notes:
pine cones are very hard to draw. and i don't have the patience.
kung-fu fighting/singing/spike-swinging hamster was hard.
i used my paper stub a lot.
i drank two cans of coke. that might be the most caffeine i've had in years. i am very fidgety right now.
a project like this should not be completed in under 6 hours (that's my goal), i still have about an hour left on it.
wish me luck, i seriously slacked on this one.

p.s. the key finally came out of the ignition after finally being able to start up the car. i drove it around the block, parked, key came out. i was happy. the end.

p.p.s. still have to go to T's house before school to pick up the spare just in case. i don't want to be parked somewhere and have to leave my car unlocked if this happens again.

EDIT-

By Request...

Undr asked one time that I share my drawings. I will share what I can. My professors take up all our work and hold the pieces until the end of the semester. I have only a couple things, mostly inclass excercises. The one charcoal still life is what we have been working on in class, it will be due tomorrow. The charcoal still life I spoke about in my last post is one I have yet to start, it is also due tomorrow.

One of my graphite still lifes* is hanging in the hallway of the art department, I was so proud when I saw it hanging. It was better than I had even originally thought.

*i like "still lifes" because even though I'm sure "still lives" is the correct way to say it, it just sounds funny to me



close-up of the speckled two-headed squash. i like to call him the dirty snowman.



this is the charcoal stil life due tomorrow. it consists of 2 types of fabic, a double headed squash (which is really specklely), a yam, 2 apples and a decaying turnip (it was ripe when we started. there was also supossed to be another turnip there but it decayed much too quickly that it had to be thrown out). this still life is a bit rushed because the foods are dying so we didn't have as much time to work on it. i might still work on it a bit, it needs refining. and basically, i suck at drawing fabric. the hanging fabric in the back is fairly good but all the fabric that the stuff is sitting on sucks ass. it's hard, people.



this was a quick inclass study on shadowing. that ball is supossed to look like it's about to roll off the page. charcoal.



this was a homework excercise on one point perspective.



this was a quick inclass exercise in negative space. the picture is of stools stacked and jumbled. we were not allowed to draw the stools. we had to fill in the negative space around the stools which in turn draws the objects themselves. charcoal.



this was an inclass study on shapes and making them appear 3-D. it's kinda messed up. this was from one of the first days of class. graphite.