sadly, it is not raining men

Amazingly, I stayed up way late last night. But that four hours and a long day combination worked together to keep me in bed for about 10-11 hours. But it was so worth it. I haven't had a full and deep rest in weeks. I had to kick Ibanez out of my room when he woke me up at 7 with his puking noises. Bleh, lame kitty.

We were planning on seeing In Bruges today but the rain came down suddenly and with a passion so we decided to stay in. Maybe tomorrow. We, Lindsay and I, watched a few episodes of Project Runway(Bradley is so cute! And I'm glad that guy broke the rules and was asked to leave) and then we finally buckled down on our school work. I watched 12 Monkeys while finished up my landscape painting. I still don't feel done with it but I just had to say enough is enough. Didn't turn out exactly how I wanted it to but oh well, had to say I was done with it.

I forgot how great a movie 12 Monkeys is. What a wonderful plot and how the time travelling is handled is absolutely perfect. Gilliam needs to have some more big budgets thrown at him so he can make more movies like this and Brazil.

I made some popcorn earlier, I didn't burn a single piece this time! Tomorrow I have to do a self portrait and I think that is about it. Oh and work on my piece for the alphabet show (I'm part of a show. 26 artists doing the 26 letters, I am doing G).

X_X

I'm trying to watch Coffee and Cigarettes but it just isn't holding my interest. Jim Jarmusch just isn't my thing.

Last night I was up till 2am. At about 1:20 my paper suddenly acquired an error and didn't allow me to edit it anymore. I could view it so I screencaptured the paper and moved it into microsoft paint and added a few more paragraphs. I was dreaming up until I rolled out of bed this morning. I hated that women's comic anthology with a big passion. So many stereotypical lady comics, what the hell!?

Diana Schutz, the editor for the anthology, had to postpone her guest appearance in her class so instead we had Joelle Jones, who is a magnificent artist and didn't write a single piece of dribble in the anthology. She was a very good speaker and I liked having her there. I think it freed us up to express our immense and mostly felt distaste for the comics. The usual batch of talkative people were dead silent in class today. I didn't even drift off once, even with four hours of sleep.

I started work at 11 instead of 12 so I could get home and relax earlier. I took an accidental nap when I sat down to read on the MFA couch during my break. To make up for my slackness I mopped their floors upstairs (they are gone for the week so I knew no one would step on it). Actually I scrubbed a few places with a sponge first and the difference was so great between clean and filthy so I knew I had to mop the whole thing. I didn't have the stamina to scrub the floor. Oh how I wanted to.

Read more Raw Shark Texts. Soooo awesome of a novel!

When I got home, Lindsay was preparing for a costume party at work (they have lots of parties) She is going as a crime scene victim. She made me promise that, when she dies, I will paint large cartoon X's over her eyes. I swore it would be done.

Since she left I've just been sitting back, like usual, watching the movie and Lost (Zoe Bell jumped ship, bummer. Saw the Michael thing coming from a mile away. Jin probably stays behind for some reason). Homework to do this weekend. And hopefully some sleeping in (for once).

model for a day

Blogging now so I won't be blogging at 1am.

Critique was...interesting. Karen's glass on her frame broke when she was putting it up. I left my piece behind in my tube so I didn't put my thing up, but that was okay as we only had time to talk about a few peoples work. Some were agreed that they were good, some were okay and needed work, some were purely transitional. I folded cranes through it all. Karen checked out a couple books on advertisements, like the ones I have been checking out. I am corrupting her. Bwahaha! I had to stay behind at school a little bit to give Karen a hug for reason's I won't go into here. Hugs and Karen are rare things.

I boiled some eggs and sat about doing mostly nothing, like normal, during my break. Watched another Project Runway episode. I don't like the people in season 3 that much. Outside was a rather miserable day. I wore my rainpants through my commute and so I was nice and cozy arriving at school. I wore my mint green cropped jumpsuit with leggings and legwarmers and looked quite fab all day long.

Today in painting I was the model so I sat facing Jason and Karen was at my side doing my portrait. Jason gave me the preliminary sketch and his finished result is awesome. I have a really intense stare and he really captured how badass I look. And multicolored! I managed to sit still fairly well. Karen got my nose down nicely. I think he is going to hang onto the painting, so I get to hang onto the one I did of him. Well. I might just give it to him anyway. I don't know yet. This weekend I have to finish my paintings and do a self portrait. Midterm critique is here already, where did the semester go?

Now to do some reading responses!

not so much romancing the stone as grinding it

I've put in about two extra hours on my painting of Jason. We might trade them (mine for his) so I want it to look finished. One eye is unfortunately higher than the other and it is noticeable from a distance. All in all though I really like the painting. It looks enough like him.

Printmaking moved on to Intaglio and we spent the majority of class in demonstration. Blimey is it ever time consuming. Hefting the stone. Grinding the stone. Grinding the stone. Grinding the stone. Grinding the stone. Grinding the stone. Laying out your images. Applying the image using a range of chemicals. Etching it with a further range of chemicals which may or may not burn a hole in the ground and are more than likely highly flammable. We aren't even onto the part about inking yet. I managed to smooth my stone out so I'm on top of things. I didn't have time to apply hard ground to any of my plates though. Soon, soon I will. On my prints I received an A and two B's. I have the chance to make them better for an improved grade and I will. I like that option. Yoshi wants us to really learn and not stop here just because we had a deadline.

I went to Whole Foods for lunch with a couple people from my class (the ones I have trouble remembering their names because they are not Rachel). That was a mistake because I bought heavy food and it cost way more than it should have. Damn! Tasty stuff though.

After folding some more cranes in the commons and requesting a note be put in the weekly announcements, I rode home. It started to rain but not so badly. I made it home in one piece. At around 8:00 I headed up to Karen's and we worked on our projects that are due tomorrow. My mixed media looks messy and mostly unfocused. It has a few cool parts but ehhh. I'll have a large amount of stuff up on the wall so it should balance out. Worked on my painting as well. Last night I watched Hot Fuzz while working on it and tonight we watched the good bits of Chicago.

Tomorrow is just critique and sitting around while people paint me. How fun!

comrade from Japan

Awesome, random, and way way cool thing happened today.

I was lazing about on my break and I noticed on Facebook that Jonathan, who I went to Japan with in 2005 and haven't seen and barely talked to since we parted ways in Los Angeles(but we kept tabs on each other via things like Facebook), had a note saying he was being given the stare by a homeless man in Portland. I quickly texted him which Portland and he replied Oregon. I texted where he was and he said Pioneer Place Mall. I said I was 10 blocks away and asked if he wanted to hang out. He said sure so I rode quickly down and found him in the Apple store. We talked and caught up as we made our way to school. He even sat in for an hour in my painting class. He didn't want to be painted and opted to hover over my piece as I started it. He was meeting up with a friend so he left. But wow, what a small odd little happening? Suddenly here he is in Portland. I think we didn't get along that well but any disputes were forgotten when faced with the chance to meet up with someone from such a distinct time in the past. He is around till Saturday so I hope we can have a real sit down and catch up. Just wild.

Feeling energized today despite lack of sleep. The presentations went really well. Some people had great little slide shows (especially the ones from Germany). Modou had a meeting so we were just left to present to one another. Karen's defiance of his assignment went by unheeded. I folded some cranes during it all and then we got out early. Checked out some awesome books on advertisements from the 20's and 70's and pedaled home. I wore my leather shoes again, couples with baggy pants and a thick almost lacey but not lacey, I don't know the term for it, top over a black thermal piece. I looked quite hip and put together. Relaxed and made some cookies and only overcooked half of them! Played some Scrabble on Facebook.

In painting class we are doing portraits. I am sitting next class. During this one I painted Jason. I need to work on it more from memory because it looks disturbing unfinished (its the eyes mostly). He really liked it and asked if we could trade when he paints me. Jon seemed impressed (he had no idea I was even going to art school, let alone living in Portland). It was a fun class. Just chatting up each other and drawing. I'm getting better at working faster.

Madison ate an entire apple during break. Core, seeds, everything. Well not the stem. I didn't know you could do that (Nathan asks if it was performance art).

More relaxing at home. Very little homework to be done nowadays. Played some more scrabble, ate some cookies and other very healthy dinner items.

But jeeze, meeting up with Jon. What a funny little occurrence.

feeling Crumby

My stomach doesn't feel too good. I don't feel too good all around actually. It isn't a sick sort of feeling. Just sort of...exhaustion. And it is only Monday.

Art History was very interesting. I didn't know that grisly painting of Judith slicing off Holofernes' head was painted by a woman! I love that painting. We are into the Baroque. Some of the paintings offended my eyes with how garish they were. But I guess that was the point. I received a 84 1/2% on my test. If it wasn't for me totally bombing one of the vocabulary words(manera greca) I would have had a high 90 percentile. But I'm okay with what I got, I did fab on the essay and only flubbed a few dates and names (mixed up one of the Ninja Turtles).

Melanie, the yoga teacher from last semester, was hired on to do Monday lunchtime yoga so Diana and I took part. I'm all yogafied! The teacher even pointed to me as an example of how to do a pose. Unfortunately the pose was happy baby and I did not want people...looking at me in that pose. Yeah. It was fun.

I checked out the Terry Zwigoff film Crumb to view (I actually wanted the movie Artemisia but they didn't seem to have it). That man is so screwed up. I found it interesting how he said that only white liberals called him racist. Hmmn. Didn't hold my interest too well but it did give a great insight to him and where he is coming from. Poor R. Crumb.

Chatted a bit with Andy, Michael and Jim in the library. Andy was not aware of the Seattle trip and was a little bummed about missing out on the Crumb exhibit. He also remarked about how nice we all were dressed. Must say he had a point. Michael had a nice button up with a classy zip up sweater of sorts, Jim had a blazer, I had my vintage green skirt with leather shoes and nice black top. We were a nice trio, but Tall Andy looked good in his own regards.

I folded some cranes with Diana in the commons and then rode home. Passed Lindsay and Sully on the way back. I just kicked back and watched Crumb. Went shopping. And felt worser and worser.

Less than two weeks till break. Then I have a solid two months of work left. I'm only half way done? Crap.

Cimabue is a pretty name

As I am still on daylight savings time I finished my Art History essay and am blogging at an almost decent hour. As it is daylight savings I am up late and not tired. At least I get to sleep in till 9:30 tomorrow (though my body will tell me it is 8:30).

I met up with Diana at the museum today and we discussed Renaissance art and I showed her my paintings in the museum (and by mine I mean my favorites). Pretty nice little visit. I need to make more outings to the museum. Specially when the cute boy is working the desk. He liked my helmet much.

After the museum we walked down to Pioneer Place and wandered around and grabbed lunch. Both of our meals were decent. We ran into Karen in the food court. She looked FABULOUS! That girl can dress.

We parted ways after the mall and I went home and watched the new Lost episode. Not the greatest but it is setting up for something pretty cool. I think Michael is the man on the boat. There was a makeup Yoga session tonight. I'm slowly becoming more bendy and capable of holding certain positions longer. My shoulders still hurt.

I dressed up a little today. It was leggings and a skirt weather today so I indulged it with a red embroidered skirt Celia gave me and took a risk combining it with my checkered jacket. Diana says I pulled it off and I believe her. I looked fabulous, not FABULOUS like Karen but still pretty damn good.

Spring break is only two weeks away! Huz-ZAH!