friday

Whatever stress I am supposed to be feeling must have just gone into a sedate mode of non panic. I know I will get it all done, so not doing it right now doesn't make me feel bad.

Tomorrow I will wake up. I will write. I will hitch a ride to school with Katie, if she goes to school. Document my work. Come back. Pop in some Tudors and draw. I have plenty of food.

But right now, I just want rest. To relax. To recuperate.

Lacey and I walked to school together. We had the same 2:30-5:30 shift at the Holiday Art Sale. The school should know better than to put us together, we give each other the comic giggles. Jim trained me in the cash section, Lacey got credit card, and Nathan Henry-Silva was the one who ticked off what specific pieces were bought. Didn't make a whole lot of sales. About forty bucks on my end, and about the same on Lacey's. But still, people bought stuff. Got some good time to chill and relax. Robin came in and I trained her for cash. Darya (descendant of a samurai apparently) took over Nathan's section. I counted the bills and all was in order.

I wanted to document my art but the library was closing in ten minutes. They have a nice photo station and their own camera. It is a good set up. I'll do it over the weekend. Oh well.

Ate egg salad sandwich for dinner. Ate bananas. Watched stuff. Feel like I am in a haze.

Ohh laundry is done.

farewell Marilyn

My grandmother Marilyn Pedersen passed away today. Her kind and open spirit maintained through it all. Now she is in a better place. I'll miss her so.


Had a really good pep talk with Martin and got psyched about my final project. I was having some issues but now I am in a good place. Yeah. During lunch I went through the Holiday Art Sale and picked out some prints and pieces. Ended up not buying one of Mark's luchador stuffed creations. Tomorrow is my shift, but not till 2:30.

Beth brought in Ben & Jerry's. The heat in the classroom was cranked way up, so the ice cream wasn't too off for the actual heat. Worked on a color composition. Beth and I walked to Utrecht and bought supplies for finals. I needed more of my beloved Speedball acrylic pigmented ink.

Finished sketching in class. Left at around 4 and took the remainders of the pint of Phish Food ice cream back with me. Yum.

Bought my train ticket home and called to tell mom, which is when I found out about Grandma. Katie gave me great hugs.

I spent the rest of the night at Scooter's. It was Liz's birthday. Gave her a [item removed to prevent spoiling it for the family]. Liz, Agnes, Daniel, William, Taryn, Katie, Tuna, and myself somehow managed to crowd a table. I had a girl drink and boostered it with helping Liz finish her many whiskey & cokes that were bought for her. It was a good time to spend with friends. Got drunk, had fun, took my mind almost off of things.

Now to watch QI and then sleep. No matter how much I sleep in, I don't think I will miss my shift. Also, no way should Ryan have been in top six over Legacy. Legacy was so much better.

Soon I'll be home with my beloved family.

earning money with my art

Net went down again. Oh well.

I took the 7:15 shuttle to school, which required me to set my alarm at 5:30, and get out of bed at 6ish. Uhg. Loitered for about 20 minutes. No one is at school till 7:30. Chatted with Serenity, who loved my print box. I of course credited dad for helping with it. Gave her a Nomi Malone print.

I was second to arrive to History of Laughter. No chocolate pastries this morning. Oh well. We had another discussion about health and medicine and it turned into another “rejecting society’s conventions” pissing contest. Some of the people in that class are really annoying and go over my head. Also talked about Holden Caulfield. I think I’ll try to finish that book over break. Diana and Rachel liked my box.

Wore many layers, and I kept snug and warm through the day.

The room was occupied with more Schnitzer Collection prints, so I waited in the print lab with Cameron, Daniel, and Diana. They were editioning their prints. Both Diana and Cameron expressed delight with the print I finished last night.

The prints today left me almost hyperventilating. Francis Bacon, Man Ray, Alex Katz, John Currin, Marcel Dzama, Chuck Close, Longo, Armis, Devencorn, Lockney… Just masterpieces in our classroom. We could get our noses to the glass and not have any guard nag us. To be so personal with masterpieces was a moving experience. Cameron and I were looking at the Bacon and he asked me to pinch him. And there were more prints, more brilliant works made by people who have names that escape me. It was hard to focus.

We have to show a full sketchbook at the end of illustration class, so I’ve been sketching my classmates. I’ve got some good little sketches. I should make silkscreen transfers out of them and make sketchbook prints.

During lunch I went to the Global Studios presentation. The two summer programs are to China with Wei and Italy with Pelzner. I went wanting to learn more about the Italy program, but the China one captured my interest a little more. I’ll have to ask how much using airmiles will dock the price down. Italy is a month long homestead in Parma, China is a couple weeks worth of travel to Shanghai and Beijing. Something to think about. The forms for it are due in February.

Rest of class was spent discussing the potluck and the proper way to order our prints. And we discussed art a little more. The way we did our prints is we put out piles of our work and we went in a circle, collecting each others in numerical order. So I have 1/19 of Danielle’s, 2/18 of Cassie’s and so on. An edition is the series of identical prints you have made. I numbered 19 for the print exchange. The Christmas print is 20. The cards I sent home to friends and family is 29.

After we collected our amazing prints, I took a nap in the library. A really good nap. I was hazy from six to yoga time, and it didn’t help my haze wandering around the opening of the Holiday Art Sale. Crowds of people and way too fancy for me finger food. It took me a long while to find my comic (it was buried under some of the stuff in the box). Lots of people in nice clothes were buying cheap artwork. Some guy had a stack of Liz’s bowls and she was so happy because she was selling them for $20 a pop. Handmade bowls make good presents.

Yoga was held on the mezzanine. Tatum and Desiree were there as well. We did headstands and other wall exercises. I managed to catch Katie and grab a lift home. It sucks not biking, but I’ve been managing. And now I can haul a portfolio back and forth much easier.

Watched Glee (so good!) and then my internet cut out right as they were narrowing down the final two girls on So You Think You Can Dance. Worked on sketching Stephen Fry for my final project. I look at my thumbnails and it just looks boooooring! Blah.

I got a nice compliment from Lacey..Basset? I think that is her. Anyway, she said I had sparkling eyes. How nice is that? And Daniel said that Joelle Jones (the comic artist) saw someone pulling my cat print out of the box and said, “Hold on, I need to buy that.” Awesome!

proposal x 2

Still ill, mostly just nauseous.

BT's B is for Beard was the first proposal of the day. 125 was stuffed with people. Not Jason Powell stuffed, but still really full. There may have just been more room. His thesis project is that he is making an alphabet book about facial hair. It was a great presentation with wonderful design. Half of the followup questions were about facial hair, and the other half were more productive.

This year I am participating in the Holiday Art Sale. For a weekend, the commons becomes a selling place for artwork. In exchange for three hours of minding the sale, you can put as much properly labeled and packaged art as you want. It needs to be put on cardboard boards with cellophane, which is time consuming. I put in about sixty things, but 25 were the comic which I did not board. It took a lot of time to wrap my prints. If it all sells, I will make over $300. I don't think it will, but I should sell something. I have a wide enough net and David Lynch is always a crowd pleaser (as is Luna). Took a break to eat, and apply emulsion to my screen. After that I resumed packaging.

At 2pm was Taylor's proposal. He is designing merchandise and a music video for local band: Wizard Rifle. He said "uhh" a lot, but in general he got his point across. It is amazing to me the difference in what different majors present. The concepts are different and what the artist wants to refer to changes.

Back to packaging. Finished at around 4pm, and tired and icky feeling I just went home.

Watched Peter Greenaway's The Cook, The Thief, His Wife, and her Lover. It was colorful but weird.

Now I'm watching So You Think You Can Dance. Colorful and delightful.