2am and right on Sunday night schedule.
Got up. Lounged around. Katie informed me she was sick sick sick. When I was close to her, I felt ill, but when I stepped away I got better. Proximity induced hypochondria. Thankfully she left.
I drew two illustrations for Fawn. Two yoga ones. One was black and white, and the other had some color. Based after some reference pictures of her. They ended up really good. I'll scan and post them tomorrow. Promise!
After a wee while I got around to my comic. Got it finished. It ended up looking rushed, even though it wasn't. It really needs a wash of some sort, but I didn't want to add a wash because I might screenprint a few copies for the family. But now it looks incomplete. Some of the stuff feels like it is hard to separate. Anyway, yeah. Doesn't look like much. Oh well.
Watched Strange Days. A Kathryn Bigelow directed film. Very intense but awesome. Mace was one badass chick. Some good action there. Ralph Fiennes and Angela Bassett are cool.
Productive day but not my best work.
Ran out of food again. Need to get pasta sauce. And toast.
This is a cool website for movie posters: www.wrongsideoftheart.com
hi
Monday, October 5, 2009
Sunday, October 4, 2009
pizza, hot wings, and movie. the life.
I'm starting to think these long weekends are not such a good idea. It's impossible to just get the drive to pick up the pencil. Once I get the drawing in my lap, I just get started and I'm off. Just have to get to that point. Thankfully, I have enough to do tomorrow that I won't doddle. Have the Yoga ad to do (did I mention that was paid?) and the comic (just black and white, moreso just big and not detailed) and the ever present response. Tuesday? Nothing. Wednesday? Also nothing. Thursday? Phase two. So between now and the end of the week, just one major homework piece to work on. The work load is good right now.
Jay came over for a late afternoon hang out. We split halvsies on pizza and hot wings from Bellagio's and put Science of Sleep into my computer and chilled out. It was fun. Even though she was allergic, Jay really liked Luna. Lots of purrs. From the cat. She left for homework.
And then suddenly it was time to go to bed.
Friday, October 2, 2009
let's get some shoes
Yaaawn. Woke up at noon. Mmm. Beautiful day. Oatmeal. Book reading.
Katie and I are about two visits away from being able to order "the usual" at Leaky Roof. All we need to learn is the servers name. We are pretty sure it is Shelly. When we ordered, she remarked about it being a rerun. We also have our regular booth. Five buck lunch that is very filling. I only munched on bread a little for dinner.
Afterwards we walked up to William Temple House. Katie is doing the Halloween rounds and is collecting materials to make her costume. WTH is a thrift store with slightly more variety than Goodwill. I want to be a Red Shirt but I don't quite know. I can wait a little longer. At WTH I found a pair of very hot leather boots. I've been eyeing similar styles for years but never found a pair that I liked. They fit and were not tight. I just whipped my foot onto the counter to show them the price and wore them out of the store.
On the way to Goodwill some people said they were art students and were hungry and asked us for change. We said we were also art students and couldn't spare any ourselves. Afterwards we thought of other things we should have said. Like "Oh what school do you go to?" and "Yeah we are actual art students". But the last one would have been too rude. Still, this isn't the first time someone has said they are an art student and begged for money.
Wandered back home and just hung around. The Internet went down so I watched Frequently Asked Questions About Time Travel (FAQ About Time Travel for short). It was quite clever and the characters were charming. It was short, but I couldn't imagine it having more story that wouldn't be excess. The Internet went down and up and down and up and down. In 30 second breaks and sometimes minutes. Not fun.
I think Issmi was performing tonight and I just realized I totally missed it. Dang! Need to support Robin, Natalie, and the dude that is in the band.
without your golden parachute
It was one of those mornings where at first you have 20 minutes and then you have 2. Still I got to school right on time.
The whole class was devoted to working on the three portraits. We met Martin in private for our first stage reviews. I almost preferred it like that. Just solid critique and direction. My first Warhol was black and white only, my second was marker, and my third was watercolor. I had to buy a bristol pad for the assignment, and since they had one in stock, I treated myself to a water brush. It's a brush with a plastic handle that you squeeze and makes the brush wet. No dipping into water. Better for painting on the go.
Everyone in the class had really top notch portraits. Only two people doubled over with their subject choice (Beth and Cassie both picked Sylvia Plath). I peeked at the other classes pile. I was the only one to pick Warhol from both classes. Danny's Noguchi was brilliant. Madeline's Kafka was endearing. I think Danny said it best when he remarked how all this assignment proves is just to do a lot of work. 5 hours and we produced three wonderful portraits. The day before? Nada.
My meeting with Martin went well. He complimented the amount of thought that I had about the Trobriander imagery. The Amish didn't really apply, but that's okay. I like the Trobriander imagery.
Finished the other half of my burrito for lunch. Talked to the Robopocalypse crew a little bit (well the remaining PNCA members).
After class I went to Trader Joe's to pick up some microwave meals for next week. I forgot my thermos in my bike cup holder. I didn't notice it was gone till I got home. Oh well. It came from Ikea, not like I was really attached to it. Now I have to do the mug + hot water from school's dispenser + tea thing, if I want pep anyway. Adding thermos to Christmas/Birthday list. It's not too early to think about it? Naaah.
Had to wait to be let in by some hapless stranger. Didn't have to wait all that long. Some AI kids let me in. Had some udon and egg for dinner. The Internet went down so Katie and I watched Showgirls. That movie is weird. All the dialogue is bizarre, the character interaction doesn't make sense, the dancing is so jerky, and through no matter what ever girl had a full cake of makeup on. It was fun but weird. The net was back when it was done.
The whole class was devoted to working on the three portraits. We met Martin in private for our first stage reviews. I almost preferred it like that. Just solid critique and direction. My first Warhol was black and white only, my second was marker, and my third was watercolor. I had to buy a bristol pad for the assignment, and since they had one in stock, I treated myself to a water brush. It's a brush with a plastic handle that you squeeze and makes the brush wet. No dipping into water. Better for painting on the go.
Everyone in the class had really top notch portraits. Only two people doubled over with their subject choice (Beth and Cassie both picked Sylvia Plath). I peeked at the other classes pile. I was the only one to pick Warhol from both classes. Danny's Noguchi was brilliant. Madeline's Kafka was endearing. I think Danny said it best when he remarked how all this assignment proves is just to do a lot of work. 5 hours and we produced three wonderful portraits. The day before? Nada.
My meeting with Martin went well. He complimented the amount of thought that I had about the Trobriander imagery. The Amish didn't really apply, but that's okay. I like the Trobriander imagery.
Finished the other half of my burrito for lunch. Talked to the Robopocalypse crew a little bit (well the remaining PNCA members).
After class I went to Trader Joe's to pick up some microwave meals for next week. I forgot my thermos in my bike cup holder. I didn't notice it was gone till I got home. Oh well. It came from Ikea, not like I was really attached to it. Now I have to do the mug + hot water from school's dispenser + tea thing, if I want pep anyway. Adding thermos to Christmas/Birthday list. It's not too early to think about it? Naaah.
Had to wait to be let in by some hapless stranger. Didn't have to wait all that long. Some AI kids let me in. Had some udon and egg for dinner. The Internet went down so Katie and I watched Showgirls. That movie is weird. All the dialogue is bizarre, the character interaction doesn't make sense, the dancing is so jerky, and through no matter what ever girl had a full cake of makeup on. It was fun but weird. The net was back when it was done.
Thursday, October 1, 2009
nap in lap, what a sap!
Uhg bleg. Another late night. Thankfully I get out of bed in 8 hours instead of 5.
History of Laughter: we talked about how to read Chaucer in Olde English. Watched a little stand up segment of Zach Galifinakis. Looked at one of the MFA's installations. She had it specially set up as by invite only. And only women were allowed in the room to view the installation. Which was a compilation of Youtube videos of women laughing.
We gave our little performances about Durer's The Sea Monster. We had to write something creatively that analyzed the piece. I went first with my short rhyme about a man with a shell with a belle under a spell and towers that over power dour flowers. Eva wrote a song and performed with her piano. Antonia had a great myth about Lazlo. Robin's longer poem about sea merchants was nice. Daniel had a short play about being glad your wife was taken by a sea monster. It was fun.
Diana and I went to Cha Cha Cha for lunch. I ate half my burrito and that burrito half will be consumed tomorrow for lunch. We both were so happy to find that neither of us liked Lost in Translation. We spent some time naming directors and trying to think of other female directors. Ones that are actually good. Ravenous was directed by a lady, there is Mary Harron, and Kathryn Bigelow. I'm sure it is the type of thing that we don't realize there are so many female directors as we don't pay attention to directors of movies we are seeing for reasons other than the director.
Rest of class covered the art of Durer's contemporaries. I started to nod off. I didn't have any tea in me. I never fully fell asleep but I nodded and nodded. I felt bad about it because I really love this class. Afterwards I took a nap in the library. A two hour nap. I woke up disoriented and really confused and rambled to some poor guy about having to go somewhere. I was almost out of the library when I finally got it together and knew that it was 5:30 and yoga wasn't for a while.
I checked out Aesterios Polyp and read a few more chapters.
I didn't have as great as focus for this yoga session. I do feel my strength returning though. I'm getting better and more bendy. We did the grab-each-other's-ankles thing again.
I got home. Ate some pasta. Wrote out some stuff about Trobrianders, Amish Youth Subculture, and Yanomami. I settled on the Amish and the Trobrianders and created some thumbnails. Actually, several of the ideas and concepts I am digging. Which ever way it goes, I think I'll have fun. I'm coming to class with research and I am ready to go.
History of Laughter: we talked about how to read Chaucer in Olde English. Watched a little stand up segment of Zach Galifinakis. Looked at one of the MFA's installations. She had it specially set up as by invite only. And only women were allowed in the room to view the installation. Which was a compilation of Youtube videos of women laughing.
We gave our little performances about Durer's The Sea Monster. We had to write something creatively that analyzed the piece. I went first with my short rhyme about a man with a shell with a belle under a spell and towers that over power dour flowers. Eva wrote a song and performed with her piano. Antonia had a great myth about Lazlo. Robin's longer poem about sea merchants was nice. Daniel had a short play about being glad your wife was taken by a sea monster. It was fun.
Diana and I went to Cha Cha Cha for lunch. I ate half my burrito and that burrito half will be consumed tomorrow for lunch. We both were so happy to find that neither of us liked Lost in Translation. We spent some time naming directors and trying to think of other female directors. Ones that are actually good. Ravenous was directed by a lady, there is Mary Harron, and Kathryn Bigelow. I'm sure it is the type of thing that we don't realize there are so many female directors as we don't pay attention to directors of movies we are seeing for reasons other than the director.
Rest of class covered the art of Durer's contemporaries. I started to nod off. I didn't have any tea in me. I never fully fell asleep but I nodded and nodded. I felt bad about it because I really love this class. Afterwards I took a nap in the library. A two hour nap. I woke up disoriented and really confused and rambled to some poor guy about having to go somewhere. I was almost out of the library when I finally got it together and knew that it was 5:30 and yoga wasn't for a while.
I checked out Aesterios Polyp and read a few more chapters.
I didn't have as great as focus for this yoga session. I do feel my strength returning though. I'm getting better and more bendy. We did the grab-each-other's-ankles thing again.
I got home. Ate some pasta. Wrote out some stuff about Trobrianders, Amish Youth Subculture, and Yanomami. I settled on the Amish and the Trobrianders and created some thumbnails. Actually, several of the ideas and concepts I am digging. Which ever way it goes, I think I'll have fun. I'm coming to class with research and I am ready to go.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
quick as
I'm behind in this essay, so I am going to make this quick.
My bike was safe in the printlab.
It was cold. We went to Froelick Gallery to check out Tom's show. Only five of us went, the rest chickened out and stayed dry.
Ate my last noodle box. I like the Pad Thai flavor the best. Chatted with Kristen and Madeline during lunch. Whoo!
Monotype was a disappointment today. We were introduced to color but I didn't know what to do (and later thought up how I should have done it). Not satisfied with what I did. Oh well.
Slacked around for far too long when I got back. Finished my short rhyme thing about the painting. Writing about comedy now. I don't want to get up in just 6 hours. Boo!
My bike was safe in the printlab.
It was cold. We went to Froelick Gallery to check out Tom's show. Only five of us went, the rest chickened out and stayed dry.
Ate my last noodle box. I like the Pad Thai flavor the best. Chatted with Kristen and Madeline during lunch. Whoo!
Monotype was a disappointment today. We were introduced to color but I didn't know what to do (and later thought up how I should have done it). Not satisfied with what I did. Oh well.
Slacked around for far too long when I got back. Finished my short rhyme thing about the painting. Writing about comedy now. I don't want to get up in just 6 hours. Boo!
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
the long haul (up the stairs)
Bike was safe from 11 to 8:20. Tomorrow will be the printmaking room test. I think it should be fine. I won't be leaving the studio really.
Narrative image. First hour and a half was a critique of our thumbnails for our comic pages. It was nice how many people really loosely took the concept of sequential narrative. Natalie (not Nathalie) and Kristen both had no border between word and image. Rachel and Amanda had very solid borders. I decided to go with four vingettes concerning the aquirment of our Christmas trees. Dad and I getting a tree from the property, Dad and I sneaking one from a conservatory area, and going to Kunie's. Also a few panels of me thinking about Mum and Dad getting one on their own. It should be neat.
Lunch was a Pad Thai microwaveable noodle box from Trader Joe's. My favorite thus far (favorite of two). Crunchy mysterious things delicious noodles, good sauce. Lots of sodium but I don't give a bibble about that.
Finished up the critique and then it was time to meet Dame Darcy! I've liked her work since I was 16 (haven't actively pursued it but I always like seeing it around, it's very distinct). She gave us a pretty known already rundown of the history of art and icons. Talked about her own work. The thing that was really important was about how to get published, finding an agent, and all that. All the lectures really boil down to "work hard for a decade promoting yourself, get success in your 30's." I'm cool with that. Work hard and get good at your passion. She signed my copy of Gasoline even. It wasn't a meet and greet, so much as a little lecture. Hopefully she will return to school. She lives in Portland so she isn't all that far away.
After the break we discussed panels and gutters and transitions and things I've already learned three times over. Still, good to keep learning.
I read the reading assignment during the wait for yoga. Well I read it, and then I read three more chapters. We are reading a chunk out of Asterios Polyp by David Mazzucchelli. It has a beautiful ease about it. Pure art in every panel. Mum. Buy it, read it, and give it to me for Christmas!
Yoga was full of delightful people. At least 8 other members. One girl looked like Vampire Willow from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. During one balance pose, where you hold onto your toe and stick your leg out, we grabbed each others ankles with our free hand and formed one long awesome chain. So cool. After class, Fawn asked if I wanted to design an ad for her. Is it to be placed in the back of a comic for this thing coming up. I said yes before she even mentioned she would pay me. I'll check out the specs tomorrow and get right on it (it needs to be drawn before the week is out, but I'm not all that worried).
Went to Safeway to buy some girly things that a girl needs sometime. And a box of mini Charleston Chews. I only got to enjoy half of it. It fell when I was riding my bike and became a victim of the pavement. This is like, the worst thing ever! Boo!
Getting the bike down the stairs was considerably simpler when I set my bags at the bottom and devoted all my energy and limbs to hoisting the thing. It rained a little during my return, but it was a nice break from the random 80 degree days.
Watched House, Lie To Me, and Heroes. In that order. Sketched some ideas for tomorrow's monotype. I have two concepts I am digging. House was a pretty good follow up to the season premier. Lie To Me was neat. Robert Knepper is the only reason Heroes is keeping my interest (oh and Sylar, he is always fun to watch).
Narrative image. First hour and a half was a critique of our thumbnails for our comic pages. It was nice how many people really loosely took the concept of sequential narrative. Natalie (not Nathalie) and Kristen both had no border between word and image. Rachel and Amanda had very solid borders. I decided to go with four vingettes concerning the aquirment of our Christmas trees. Dad and I getting a tree from the property, Dad and I sneaking one from a conservatory area, and going to Kunie's. Also a few panels of me thinking about Mum and Dad getting one on their own. It should be neat.
Lunch was a Pad Thai microwaveable noodle box from Trader Joe's. My favorite thus far (favorite of two). Crunchy mysterious things delicious noodles, good sauce. Lots of sodium but I don't give a bibble about that.
Finished up the critique and then it was time to meet Dame Darcy! I've liked her work since I was 16 (haven't actively pursued it but I always like seeing it around, it's very distinct). She gave us a pretty known already rundown of the history of art and icons. Talked about her own work. The thing that was really important was about how to get published, finding an agent, and all that. All the lectures really boil down to "work hard for a decade promoting yourself, get success in your 30's." I'm cool with that. Work hard and get good at your passion. She signed my copy of Gasoline even. It wasn't a meet and greet, so much as a little lecture. Hopefully she will return to school. She lives in Portland so she isn't all that far away.
After the break we discussed panels and gutters and transitions and things I've already learned three times over. Still, good to keep learning.
I read the reading assignment during the wait for yoga. Well I read it, and then I read three more chapters. We are reading a chunk out of Asterios Polyp by David Mazzucchelli. It has a beautiful ease about it. Pure art in every panel. Mum. Buy it, read it, and give it to me for Christmas!
Yoga was full of delightful people. At least 8 other members. One girl looked like Vampire Willow from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. During one balance pose, where you hold onto your toe and stick your leg out, we grabbed each others ankles with our free hand and formed one long awesome chain. So cool. After class, Fawn asked if I wanted to design an ad for her. Is it to be placed in the back of a comic for this thing coming up. I said yes before she even mentioned she would pay me. I'll check out the specs tomorrow and get right on it (it needs to be drawn before the week is out, but I'm not all that worried).
Went to Safeway to buy some girly things that a girl needs sometime. And a box of mini Charleston Chews. I only got to enjoy half of it. It fell when I was riding my bike and became a victim of the pavement. This is like, the worst thing ever! Boo!
Getting the bike down the stairs was considerably simpler when I set my bags at the bottom and devoted all my energy and limbs to hoisting the thing. It rained a little during my return, but it was a nice break from the random 80 degree days.
Watched House, Lie To Me, and Heroes. In that order. Sketched some ideas for tomorrow's monotype. I have two concepts I am digging. House was a pretty good follow up to the season premier. Lie To Me was neat. Robert Knepper is the only reason Heroes is keeping my interest (oh and Sylar, he is always fun to watch).
Sunday, September 27, 2009
posters: part three
Bleh.
More sleep.
More reading.
More nothing.
My back tire has been creaking. I need to loosen the brake pads. Dangnabbit.
Not sure what I want to do for my graphic chapter. I don't like to do comics about myself.
Here are some more movie posters.
More sleep.
More reading.
More nothing.
My back tire has been creaking. I need to loosen the brake pads. Dangnabbit.
Not sure what I want to do for my graphic chapter. I don't like to do comics about myself.
Here are some more movie posters.
lists
Well, today was a waste. Three day weekends are lame for productivity.
Slept in.
Read a little of Gasoline.
Resorted my back issues of Esquire so that they were once again in chronological order.
Watched some TV.
Miranda came over and she and Katie worked on a photo album for Tom.
Went to the store and bought dish soap, detergent, laundry soap, Febreeze, and udon. Why do cleaning supplies cost so much?
Wore my red loose printed shirt that Celia gave me oh so many years ago.
Tomorrow must dos:
Finish chapters of Gasoline and respond to them in writing and in art.
Edit my memoir.
Pick part of memoir to turn into comic.
Create sketches for said comic.
Tomorrow maybe dos:
Research more Anthropology.
Start writing for History of Laughter.
Start writing for History of Printmaking.
Think about monotype.
Slept in.
Read a little of Gasoline.
Resorted my back issues of Esquire so that they were once again in chronological order.
Watched some TV.
Miranda came over and she and Katie worked on a photo album for Tom.
Went to the store and bought dish soap, detergent, laundry soap, Febreeze, and udon. Why do cleaning supplies cost so much?
Wore my red loose printed shirt that Celia gave me oh so many years ago.
Tomorrow must dos:
Finish chapters of Gasoline and respond to them in writing and in art.
Edit my memoir.
Pick part of memoir to turn into comic.
Create sketches for said comic.
Tomorrow maybe dos:
Research more Anthropology.
Start writing for History of Laughter.
Start writing for History of Printmaking.
Think about monotype.
Saturday, September 26, 2009
bad jokes and party boys
I didn't eat a tuna fish sandwich today. I know you guys were looking forward to it, but I didn't.
I was sifting through my anthropology books and got caught up and started reading about parallel cousins. Some cultures divide relationships up depending if your cousin is your mother's sister's kid or your mother's brother's kid. Very interesting. The Trobrianders are on my list.
The net went down for a few hours.
Katie and I went to Leaky Roof for another $3 cheeseburger and soda pop. We want to become regulars there so that when we show up, we can just say that we are having the usual.
Tom had his going away party tonight at Red Cap. He is going to Kansas City, just like Karen. The whole Katie's Crew was there. Phia, Casey, Death Luke, Other Luke, Miranda, Brandon. Tom's boyfriend was there and we talked about Kansas City. Lots of nice people there. The only problem with a gay bar is that there are so many cute boys but it's pointless to hit on them. But at least they are nicer. I only ordered drinks during the $1 well drink hour. Not strong, but still they were cheap. Talked with Casey, talked with Joel, talked with lots of the gang. I separated at around 12:45. I didn't feel up to the final call party. Still, have to stay awake so I can let Katie in.
Bought Gasoline before the gathering. Powell's is two blocks from Red Cap. I'm so excited to read it, it looks really good.
I was sifting through my anthropology books and got caught up and started reading about parallel cousins. Some cultures divide relationships up depending if your cousin is your mother's sister's kid or your mother's brother's kid. Very interesting. The Trobrianders are on my list.
The net went down for a few hours.
Katie and I went to Leaky Roof for another $3 cheeseburger and soda pop. We want to become regulars there so that when we show up, we can just say that we are having the usual.
Tom had his going away party tonight at Red Cap. He is going to Kansas City, just like Karen. The whole Katie's Crew was there. Phia, Casey, Death Luke, Other Luke, Miranda, Brandon. Tom's boyfriend was there and we talked about Kansas City. Lots of nice people there. The only problem with a gay bar is that there are so many cute boys but it's pointless to hit on them. But at least they are nicer. I only ordered drinks during the $1 well drink hour. Not strong, but still they were cheap. Talked with Casey, talked with Joel, talked with lots of the gang. I separated at around 12:45. I didn't feel up to the final call party. Still, have to stay awake so I can let Katie in.
Bought Gasoline before the gathering. Powell's is two blocks from Red Cap. I'm so excited to read it, it looks really good.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
first day with no fob
Critique only took up the first chunk of class. I managed to haul my bike up the stairs and tuck it in the computer room for the day. Won't be fun to do this, but I'll manage. Gotta find that spare key.
Danny's was rendered so vividly. Solid colors and great detail. Kristen executed her fair in the hair with wonderful detail that didn't over power. Amanda's Shorty didn't quite convey hip hop. Chase's hens teeth had a great dialogue with the beak nosed woman in the picture, though the back ground was pretty Zoolander green. Madeline's Cockney slang had a wonderful rhythm in the chairs and stairs. Samala's was nice, if a bit small. My main critique was that I need to represent what makes me so unique. Coloring, poses, and all that was fine. Just need to find what makes a piece "me".
I met Bekka for lunch and we discussed the show we want to do. We will be creating 8 characters. We will each be drawing four and then when we finalize the drawings, we will switch and draw the other's characters. It's about showing our influence on each other and the main question will be who drew what character first? What separates our approaches. It will be colorful as well. Hurray for Bekka Hannesdottir! And Madeline. She's also cool. TV buddy unite!
After lunch, Martin French handed us some stacks of photocopies of portraits of artists. I misunderstood his directions a little bit and had trouble until I saw what other people were doing. Basically we were to take a single reference and create sketches, which would become the base for three 11x17 portraits of the same person. I drew Anita Loos and struggled. Then I drew Warhol and it turned out successful.
Our next three week assignment is: Ancient Aesthetic. The first phase is rough thumbnails. Pick two indigenous cultures and research them a little come up with 3 varied thumbnails for each. Gypsies, Mayans, what have you. I pulled out my anthropology text books and started browsing.
Lagged around and got everything sorted. Kristen helped me move my bike down the stairs. Up is easy, I don't like how it bounces going down.
Then I relaxed. Ate some cheese puffs. Ate some pasta. Watched some TV on the Internet. Flashforward is the show I'm most excited about. Everyone in the world blacks out for 2 minutes 14 seconds, and everyone sees 6 months into their future during that time. It's got a good cast that has a few people that were on Lost. Scifi, mystery, action. My kind of show.
Tomorrow plans: go to Powell's and buy Dame Darcy's Gasoline. Eat a tuna fish sandwich (my last jar from Tuna Claus). Look through Anthropology texts. Edit my memoir a little, just to get the easy stuff out of the way. Read. Sleep in. Watch Project Runway. Survey what is due next week.
Mom: what can you tell me about Gypsies?
Danny's was rendered so vividly. Solid colors and great detail. Kristen executed her fair in the hair with wonderful detail that didn't over power. Amanda's Shorty didn't quite convey hip hop. Chase's hens teeth had a great dialogue with the beak nosed woman in the picture, though the back ground was pretty Zoolander green. Madeline's Cockney slang had a wonderful rhythm in the chairs and stairs. Samala's was nice, if a bit small. My main critique was that I need to represent what makes me so unique. Coloring, poses, and all that was fine. Just need to find what makes a piece "me".
I met Bekka for lunch and we discussed the show we want to do. We will be creating 8 characters. We will each be drawing four and then when we finalize the drawings, we will switch and draw the other's characters. It's about showing our influence on each other and the main question will be who drew what character first? What separates our approaches. It will be colorful as well. Hurray for Bekka Hannesdottir! And Madeline. She's also cool. TV buddy unite!
After lunch, Martin French handed us some stacks of photocopies of portraits of artists. I misunderstood his directions a little bit and had trouble until I saw what other people were doing. Basically we were to take a single reference and create sketches, which would become the base for three 11x17 portraits of the same person. I drew Anita Loos and struggled. Then I drew Warhol and it turned out successful.
Our next three week assignment is: Ancient Aesthetic. The first phase is rough thumbnails. Pick two indigenous cultures and research them a little come up with 3 varied thumbnails for each. Gypsies, Mayans, what have you. I pulled out my anthropology text books and started browsing.
Lagged around and got everything sorted. Kristen helped me move my bike down the stairs. Up is easy, I don't like how it bounces going down.
Then I relaxed. Ate some cheese puffs. Ate some pasta. Watched some TV on the Internet. Flashforward is the show I'm most excited about. Everyone in the world blacks out for 2 minutes 14 seconds, and everyone sees 6 months into their future during that time. It's got a good cast that has a few people that were on Lost. Scifi, mystery, action. My kind of show.
Tomorrow plans: go to Powell's and buy Dame Darcy's Gasoline. Eat a tuna fish sandwich (my last jar from Tuna Claus). Look through Anthropology texts. Edit my memoir a little, just to get the easy stuff out of the way. Read. Sleep in. Watch Project Runway. Survey what is due next week.
Mom: what can you tell me about Gypsies?
slang assignment: spitroast (work in progress)
Work in progress.
A spitroast is a term for a threesome. The hotdogs are used to imply stuff. You know.
18"x24".
Higgins Sepia Calligraphy ink & Carter's washable blue ink on slightly toned paper.
well that sucks
History of Laughter covered... actually I am drawing a blank. We kind of went over the same stuff that we had gone over in class before. I know that I gave a good definition for the difference between dirt and earth (dirt is just earth that has been misplaced).
Bekka and I are making plans to have a little show in the PNCA library. Tomorrow during lunch we will sort out the details.
History of Printmaking was far more memorable. We looked at Durer and finished one of Morgan's books that have awesome etchings. Talked about St Jerome and how he beat himself with rocks because he was thinking of naked ladies.
For lunch, I took a trip to Trader Joe's. Bagels, bananas, apples, bread, pasta, and I grabbed three microwave meals that were like, 1.99 each. If I like them, then I will stock up on them. I need to stop buying lunches all together. It's adding up. Laziness costs! I also bought this PB & J candy bar. It was raspberry and peanut butter coated in chocolate. It was gluten free so I broke it in half and shared it with Diana.
The rest of the day was scheduled as this: 3:15-6:16 work on artwork. 6:30-8:00 yoga break to relax and rejuvenate. 8:20-2:30am art work time.
I got back at 3:15. I paused going into the elevator to talk to Jaymee as I left. In that pause my keys fell out of my hand.
They fell and slid perfectly into the crack in the elevator door.
Fell all the way down.
I don't like to swear in this blog but goddamnit, that shit sucked.
I went to the main office and told them. They called the elevator company and after discussions, there were three options given:
1: pay $105 to get the elevator people to come over and open the maintenance door and retrieve the keys.
2: pay $80 to replace the keys and hope I can find my spare Kryptonite bike lock key, otherwise that's another $30-40 for a new lock.
3: wait till the second week of October for the elevator check up.
The guy at the front desk was nice and loaned me a set of spares no cost. After years of torment, the Goose did something good. I'm going to wait for option 3. Tomorrow I'll go to the front desk and tell them this and sort out what I'll have to do when the time comes to get my keys. For the time being, I'll have to call Katie to let me in or wait for someone to do so. I'll also have to stash my bike somewhere safe on campus.
So I cried. And took a shower to relax. And at 4:30, I sat down and started drawing. I got one of the male figures roughed in and the other half way done when I left for yoga. Yoga was intense. Miss Mona was in the class, as well as Tam/Tatum. Two new faces. It was great to just focus on yoga and work out and sweat and stretch and squeeze the anxiety out of me. I returned relaxed and pretty content despite how much it sucks to loose your keys. I talked with Katie. And then sat down and drew and painted from 9:00-2:20, at which point, I took a break to write. I'm going to put the final touches on it now. Come morning, I'll remove the tape carefully with the aid of my hair dryer (it loosens the glue).
I'm really excited about this piece. Yeah it's suggestive, but it's fun. It also is what I like to do and I tried out a new method. It has some problems, but I'm here to learn. I'm excited for critique. I don't know how it will play out.
TV watched while working: Glee episode 4 (finally, it is up to parr with the pilot episode), So You Think You Can Dance (oi, can we get to Vegas already!), Lost (rewatching first season on Hulu, might rewatch more because it seems to have all of it on Hulu), and Peep Show (the characters are so delightfully sad and hilarious at the same time).
Bekka and I are making plans to have a little show in the PNCA library. Tomorrow during lunch we will sort out the details.
History of Printmaking was far more memorable. We looked at Durer and finished one of Morgan's books that have awesome etchings. Talked about St Jerome and how he beat himself with rocks because he was thinking of naked ladies.
For lunch, I took a trip to Trader Joe's. Bagels, bananas, apples, bread, pasta, and I grabbed three microwave meals that were like, 1.99 each. If I like them, then I will stock up on them. I need to stop buying lunches all together. It's adding up. Laziness costs! I also bought this PB & J candy bar. It was raspberry and peanut butter coated in chocolate. It was gluten free so I broke it in half and shared it with Diana.
The rest of the day was scheduled as this: 3:15-6:16 work on artwork. 6:30-8:00 yoga break to relax and rejuvenate. 8:20-2:30am art work time.
I got back at 3:15. I paused going into the elevator to talk to Jaymee as I left. In that pause my keys fell out of my hand.
They fell and slid perfectly into the crack in the elevator door.
Fell all the way down.
I don't like to swear in this blog but goddamnit, that shit sucked.
I went to the main office and told them. They called the elevator company and after discussions, there were three options given:
1: pay $105 to get the elevator people to come over and open the maintenance door and retrieve the keys.
2: pay $80 to replace the keys and hope I can find my spare Kryptonite bike lock key, otherwise that's another $30-40 for a new lock.
3: wait till the second week of October for the elevator check up.
The guy at the front desk was nice and loaned me a set of spares no cost. After years of torment, the Goose did something good. I'm going to wait for option 3. Tomorrow I'll go to the front desk and tell them this and sort out what I'll have to do when the time comes to get my keys. For the time being, I'll have to call Katie to let me in or wait for someone to do so. I'll also have to stash my bike somewhere safe on campus.
So I cried. And took a shower to relax. And at 4:30, I sat down and started drawing. I got one of the male figures roughed in and the other half way done when I left for yoga. Yoga was intense. Miss Mona was in the class, as well as Tam/Tatum. Two new faces. It was great to just focus on yoga and work out and sweat and stretch and squeeze the anxiety out of me. I returned relaxed and pretty content despite how much it sucks to loose your keys. I talked with Katie. And then sat down and drew and painted from 9:00-2:20, at which point, I took a break to write. I'm going to put the final touches on it now. Come morning, I'll remove the tape carefully with the aid of my hair dryer (it loosens the glue).
I'm really excited about this piece. Yeah it's suggestive, but it's fun. It also is what I like to do and I tried out a new method. It has some problems, but I'm here to learn. I'm excited for critique. I don't know how it will play out.
TV watched while working: Glee episode 4 (finally, it is up to parr with the pilot episode), So You Think You Can Dance (oi, can we get to Vegas already!), Lost (rewatching first season on Hulu, might rewatch more because it seems to have all of it on Hulu), and Peep Show (the characters are so delightfully sad and hilarious at the same time).
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
gotta...save money. must make my own meals.
I just noticed that I've been blogging in the "edit Html" section for over a year and a half now. I should be in the compose window. Now I can write and my text is in the nice font that it appears in on my blog. Whoo.
I forgot to mention that yesterday, my bike chain slipped off my bike and got jammed. I stopped outside of Hot Lips Pizza (the one near PGE Park) and struggled to pull the chain out of its jam. I was about ready to walk my bike to the Max, when a nice man emerged from Hot Lips and helped me flip my bike over. He proceded to help me remove the jam and get the chain back on the teeth. I thanked him and left feeling a lot better about Portlanders.
Alright. Today. Monotype. The first two hours (we went until lunch) was spent with a special guest. Tom the teacher's friend Tom. He showed us his portfolio and his monotypes and then gave us a demonstration. Honestly, I only liked about 3 of his monotypes. The rest seemed to blend together in terms of style.
I was planning on bagel + creme cheesing it for lunch but alas I was out of bagels. Safeway was the next, boring option. The by pound food rung up more than I expected but when I left, I noticed the guy did not beep my drink in the machine. He looked at the receipt so he knew that he only charged me for one thing. How nice. It was filling and carried me through the day. TOMORROW. Tomorrow I will go shopping. Pasta. Bagels. Meat slices.
Sat with Jon W. during lunch. Put up my yoga posters. Then I printed. I rendered my daberlack drawing on a big sheet of plexi. I muddled up the face when I was almost done and wasn't able to correct it to a point that satisfied me. Not quite happy with it, but oh well. Used up a full sheet of Rosaspina paper. Printed a triptych of three smaller square plates. Redrew some stuff from my sketchbook.
Left school at 5:15. Sweated. I am tired of it being hot. I keep dressing for it to be cold, but it never is. Relaxed for an hour. Drew for a few hours. Struggled to get the man poses down. When Katie came back, I took some photos. Now I am going to finish that up. Right now the net is down, but I'm hoping it will come back in the next few minutes.
I forgot to mention that yesterday, my bike chain slipped off my bike and got jammed. I stopped outside of Hot Lips Pizza (the one near PGE Park) and struggled to pull the chain out of its jam. I was about ready to walk my bike to the Max, when a nice man emerged from Hot Lips and helped me flip my bike over. He proceded to help me remove the jam and get the chain back on the teeth. I thanked him and left feeling a lot better about Portlanders.
Alright. Today. Monotype. The first two hours (we went until lunch) was spent with a special guest. Tom the teacher's friend Tom. He showed us his portfolio and his monotypes and then gave us a demonstration. Honestly, I only liked about 3 of his monotypes. The rest seemed to blend together in terms of style.
I was planning on bagel + creme cheesing it for lunch but alas I was out of bagels. Safeway was the next, boring option. The by pound food rung up more than I expected but when I left, I noticed the guy did not beep my drink in the machine. He looked at the receipt so he knew that he only charged me for one thing. How nice. It was filling and carried me through the day. TOMORROW. Tomorrow I will go shopping. Pasta. Bagels. Meat slices.
Sat with Jon W. during lunch. Put up my yoga posters. Then I printed. I rendered my daberlack drawing on a big sheet of plexi. I muddled up the face when I was almost done and wasn't able to correct it to a point that satisfied me. Not quite happy with it, but oh well. Used up a full sheet of Rosaspina paper. Printed a triptych of three smaller square plates. Redrew some stuff from my sketchbook.
Left school at 5:15. Sweated. I am tired of it being hot. I keep dressing for it to be cold, but it never is. Relaxed for an hour. Drew for a few hours. Struggled to get the man poses down. When Katie came back, I took some photos. Now I am going to finish that up. Right now the net is down, but I'm hoping it will come back in the next few minutes.
have you ever considered not talking?
I did this morning without tea, go me. For the first hour and a half, Robin, Bryan, and I sat in a little group and critiqued each other's memoirs. Swap. Read. Fill in a sheet. Bryan and I had the smaller of the memoirs so we got through them right quick.
We broke for lunch and I went to get a burrito. Went for the cheaper, just bean variety. Didn't enjoy it as much as the chicken and Mr. Green Jeans wasn't on the special menu. Finished some writing during the break, scanned my sketches for the reading response, and got back to class.
Then we all put our memoir illustrations up on the wall for critique. Danny's was nostalgic and well unified. Mine was well received, aside from a few compositional quibbles, Bryan's digital gamer art worked well, Amanda/Allison/Why can't I remember her name's horses were some of the best out of the class (really strong illustrations), Kristen rendered the battle against dishes and moving quite nice, and this primary colored tryptich by a girl who I have only had this class with, well it blew us all away. Nothing but postivie comments, and understandably so. They fit well, the composition was perfect. Just great art to see. I didn't think too highly about some of the other pieces and I tried to voice that as nice as possible.
Daniel Duford came in to give us a little history about comics. We have to do a graphic chapter from our memoir. I'm sick of the thing, I don't want to do more stuff about it. And I don't like writing comics about myself. Oh well. It was a good history. Introduced me to some names I didn't know, but a lot was just a repeat of what I have learned from being a nerd. After his lecture, a few people got into a livid debate about animation and art and comics. It seemed strangely nasty considering the context. Still adjusting to some new, strong personalities.
Class was over right on the dot. I went to the other building and grabbed my yoga monoprint. I photocopied it much smaller, and in the photocopy I wrote in the dates and details for free yoga. It is twice a week now. The kind ladies in the library loaned me some highlighters to make the poster pop a little more. I plan to put them up tomorrow.
Returned home. Katie had gone to the Church of Scientology for her art & anthropology class. They had to go to a place that they felt uncomfortable and analyze it like an anthropologist. Katie returned with tons of pamphlets about dianetics and top secret recorded audio. She, Luke, and I watched the free DVD. Well, I watched the new episode of Mad Men and then joined them for crazy Scientologist antics. None of it was really clear how so many people got magically better, they just said that they did after reading the book. Just weird.
Then I watched the season premier of House. I also sketched out some things to possibly paint in class tomorrow. I think I shall retire early, even though I don't have to get up for 10 hours. Retire and read.
AAANNND it happened again. Right as I hit publish, my net went down. Thankfully for only 4 minutes and my post saved this time.
Karen: I want to go thrifing with you! p.s. OMG his foot!
We broke for lunch and I went to get a burrito. Went for the cheaper, just bean variety. Didn't enjoy it as much as the chicken and Mr. Green Jeans wasn't on the special menu. Finished some writing during the break, scanned my sketches for the reading response, and got back to class.
Then we all put our memoir illustrations up on the wall for critique. Danny's was nostalgic and well unified. Mine was well received, aside from a few compositional quibbles, Bryan's digital gamer art worked well, Amanda/Allison/Why can't I remember her name's horses were some of the best out of the class (really strong illustrations), Kristen rendered the battle against dishes and moving quite nice, and this primary colored tryptich by a girl who I have only had this class with, well it blew us all away. Nothing but postivie comments, and understandably so. They fit well, the composition was perfect. Just great art to see. I didn't think too highly about some of the other pieces and I tried to voice that as nice as possible.
Daniel Duford came in to give us a little history about comics. We have to do a graphic chapter from our memoir. I'm sick of the thing, I don't want to do more stuff about it. And I don't like writing comics about myself. Oh well. It was a good history. Introduced me to some names I didn't know, but a lot was just a repeat of what I have learned from being a nerd. After his lecture, a few people got into a livid debate about animation and art and comics. It seemed strangely nasty considering the context. Still adjusting to some new, strong personalities.
Class was over right on the dot. I went to the other building and grabbed my yoga monoprint. I photocopied it much smaller, and in the photocopy I wrote in the dates and details for free yoga. It is twice a week now. The kind ladies in the library loaned me some highlighters to make the poster pop a little more. I plan to put them up tomorrow.
Returned home. Katie had gone to the Church of Scientology for her art & anthropology class. They had to go to a place that they felt uncomfortable and analyze it like an anthropologist. Katie returned with tons of pamphlets about dianetics and top secret recorded audio. She, Luke, and I watched the free DVD. Well, I watched the new episode of Mad Men and then joined them for crazy Scientologist antics. None of it was really clear how so many people got magically better, they just said that they did after reading the book. Just weird.
Then I watched the season premier of House. I also sketched out some things to possibly paint in class tomorrow. I think I shall retire early, even though I don't have to get up for 10 hours. Retire and read.
AAANNND it happened again. Right as I hit publish, my net went down. Thankfully for only 4 minutes and my post saved this time.
Karen: I want to go thrifing with you! p.s. OMG his foot!
Sunday, September 20, 2009
oops, forgot about that other assignment
Got my two other paintings done. I could not find the photo of the apple press so I had to wing it from my imagination. It looks about right. I'm banking that no one else knows exactly what they look like. Heh. Halfway through the large painting, I remembered that trees are green and not brown. Thankfully the brown and green looks pretty good and probably a lot better than if they were solid green.
Morning was free pancakes at the RA's. I'm convinced that only fathers know how to make pancakes. Don't look a gift horse in the mouth but they were rather chewy. And there was no butter. Met some of the freshmen (or as we call them at PNCA "foundation"). Then it was work work work!
I'm writing now, in the event that the Internet goes kablooey again. They say they are working on it, but I don't really believe them that much.
Working on my memoir. More like staring at it and not knowing what to add to the crummy thing. When she first introduced it, I thought it would be the final project. You know, something after we have had a lot of practice writing. But some say it is easier to write a lot than a little. Still, it is a big chunk of writing. I don't really want to deeply analyze events, but it seems like I have to.
Remembered I had a Lyn Ward writing/drawing response due as well. Way too slacker this break. Hopefully I'll get into the rhythm soon. Another week or so.
Morning was free pancakes at the RA's. I'm convinced that only fathers know how to make pancakes. Don't look a gift horse in the mouth but they were rather chewy. And there was no butter. Met some of the freshmen (or as we call them at PNCA "foundation"). Then it was work work work!
I'm writing now, in the event that the Internet goes kablooey again. They say they are working on it, but I don't really believe them that much.
Working on my memoir. More like staring at it and not knowing what to add to the crummy thing. When she first introduced it, I thought it would be the final project. You know, something after we have had a lot of practice writing. But some say it is easier to write a lot than a little. Still, it is a big chunk of writing. I don't really want to deeply analyze events, but it seems like I have to.
Remembered I had a Lyn Ward writing/drawing response due as well. Way too slacker this break. Hopefully I'll get into the rhythm soon. Another week or so.
argh
So last night the Internet went down about a minute before I was ready to post.
But that's okay, I didn't have much to say anyway. Worked on painting. Watched Cry Baby. Slept in. At left overs. Went to bed early.
But that's okay, I didn't have much to say anyway. Worked on painting. Watched Cry Baby. Slept in. At left overs. Went to bed early.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
sing it
Oof my ears are ringing and I'm still a little bit tipsy. Thank god for spellcheck.
Mum called today and we had a nice chat.
Cleaned my room. And by that I mean, actually cleaned it. I now have an almost clear line along my shelves. Almost no clutter in front of them. Amazing. Vacuumed the floor a little bit as well. There are still some areas of clutter but still, yow! Go me.
Raquel stopped by later and we chatted for about 45 minutes. Gave her a Lucky Luna and a comic. She's really nice.
It was Katie's friend Miranda's 21st birthday. I was invited along. We went to the Ambassador for karaoke. I didn't sing this time. Tom was there. Luke. Another Luke. Casey. Brandon. Phia. And a wide assortment of people I didn't know. I drank a long island iced tea and drew in my sketchbook. People got a kick out of my sketches of them. Katie sung a couple songs. They were good. I danced a little. Had a cranberry vodka later. And some spring rolls. Shared the rolls (just slightly). Katie brought me home. There was an after party but I wasn't feeling up to it. On the way back we rocked out to Britney Spears and some creepy guy in an SUV made eyes at us. Ew.
It was fun. Now the weekend begins and the serious work begins. Argh.
Friday, September 18, 2009
"if you liked it, you should have put a magnet on it"
Got up early and arrived early to buy paper and print my photos.
We talked about our flat photos for a bit and then got to drawing. Our assignment was to redraw an aspect or shape from our walk from last week. We had to draw it on big charcoal paper and be dynamic and think about composition. I chose a lamp that was outside the 511 building. Very simple. First, Danny, Madeline, and I had to walk to Utrecht and buy paper. I picked up a blue and a pale orange, as well as some sketchbooks.
I used the blue. Mine was really simple but getting the shape just right took some work.
I took a short lunch. Ate my bagel and played on the computer a bit. Got back to work around 1:10.
The phase two section of the project was just one on one. Talked to Martin. He complimented the daberlack piece and said that I needed more of the figures resolved for the spitroast. It all comes down to rendering the gestures of the figures. It was a good talk. Martin is very honest. Told Samala (formally Somala) right up that her photos were not proper. The piece she came back with was really nice. She's gifted.
After I finished, I sat and talked movies and math with Beth, Danny, and Chase. The final critique of the day's project went well. Mostly harmless.
Rode home. Got enough Internet to watch my stories, then it shut down for 45 minutes. Took it easy. Ate some pasta. Now I have a lot of art to create and a memoir to edit. It's just a constant cycle. Narrative Image and Illustration take up the most out of class time. History of Laughter and History of Printmaking both have a writing assignment due in a week and a half, but they are not big. Just require some thought (and who was it that said, "if I had more time, I would have written a shorter letter"?). I think I'll do a rough of the Daberlack for the next monotype project. Do a large illustration of it. Yeah. I need to think up imagery for that class.
Oh, this girl named Raquel found me to tell me how much my Luna print brought her joy. It's hanging up in the print section at school right now. Go me!
We talked about our flat photos for a bit and then got to drawing. Our assignment was to redraw an aspect or shape from our walk from last week. We had to draw it on big charcoal paper and be dynamic and think about composition. I chose a lamp that was outside the 511 building. Very simple. First, Danny, Madeline, and I had to walk to Utrecht and buy paper. I picked up a blue and a pale orange, as well as some sketchbooks.
I used the blue. Mine was really simple but getting the shape just right took some work.
I took a short lunch. Ate my bagel and played on the computer a bit. Got back to work around 1:10.
The phase two section of the project was just one on one. Talked to Martin. He complimented the daberlack piece and said that I needed more of the figures resolved for the spitroast. It all comes down to rendering the gestures of the figures. It was a good talk. Martin is very honest. Told Samala (formally Somala) right up that her photos were not proper. The piece she came back with was really nice. She's gifted.
After I finished, I sat and talked movies and math with Beth, Danny, and Chase. The final critique of the day's project went well. Mostly harmless.
Rode home. Got enough Internet to watch my stories, then it shut down for 45 minutes. Took it easy. Ate some pasta. Now I have a lot of art to create and a memoir to edit. It's just a constant cycle. Narrative Image and Illustration take up the most out of class time. History of Laughter and History of Printmaking both have a writing assignment due in a week and a half, but they are not big. Just require some thought (and who was it that said, "if I had more time, I would have written a shorter letter"?). I think I'll do a rough of the Daberlack for the next monotype project. Do a large illustration of it. Yeah. I need to think up imagery for that class.
Oh, this girl named Raquel found me to tell me how much my Luna print brought her joy. It's hanging up in the print section at school right now. Go me!
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
snuff
Well, here I am writing another entry because the net is down. It was going so well!
Barry didn’t bring in any chocolate filled buns, so I ate the croissant. He talked about Romeo and that line about how he was without his “Ro” that is to say his roe or his eggs or his fertility. Meo was a word for a sigh or something. Being in love and all that. In the middle section we watched a video about Coney Island and its history. The old rides were so much more dangerous, but looked oodles more fun. And the sheer amount of power to run all the lights! Yow. Then they had the clip of Topsy the elephant being electrocuted because she killed some people. It was a brutal elephant snuff video. Rachel turned her head away during it. We got out first writing response. And that was that.
Diana missed that class but she showed up for History of Printmaking. I tooted my train flute and wished her happy birthday and gave her a card laced with glitter. Heheh. The first hour and a half of class was occupied with looking at a printmaking book and covering the history. Baudelaire and all that. There was an engraving of Japanese girls being ferried on a boat being towed by human swimmers. The mid 1800’s writing that went with the engravings was priceless.
Lunch was lean cuisine and an energy drink. When I was microwaving my meal, this lady named Miss Mona (her name was tattooed on her knuckles) and I talked. When I pulled out my food, she said, “girl you need to learn how to cook!” I was a little taken aback by the comment but it’s true.
Looked at books in the library and finished my meal. Checked out a Helen van Meene book. Talked to Terry and BT a little bit. BT is about to make his 100th sale of his homemade moustache wax.
The second half of History of Printmaking was held in the museum. Technically classes were not allowed to meet without prior mention, so we decided to sneak in and have a, “oh my, what is everyone else doing here?” moment instead. It worked! The print exhibit, which is the main reason to check out the museum, was lovely. They had their Durer’s out, some Goya, Jasper Johns, R.B. Kitaj, Kathe Kollwitz, Lichtenstein, Oldenburg, Piranesi, Rauschenberg, Max Beckmann, Daumier, Redon, Warhol, Toulouse-Lautrec, and Mucha to name a few. A really beautiful collection though some of the layout I felt was a bit weird. A lot of inspiration. One print had something about, “think of me as Rembrant, a little light and filled with darkness.” The Escher exhibit was down. It was a fun class. If we had a question, he would answer it. Told us a great story about Gordon Gilkey. He should be the patron saint of printmaking. Saved a lot of artists during the war (like Max Beckmann).
No Internet. Katie and I decided to take our mind off frustrations and go grab a 3$ burger from the Leaky Roof. Their happy hour is sweet, though I just had a root beer. The burger was delicious and filling. Liz came over a little bit later and we walked to the Goose Hollow Inn. They shared a pitcher and I had some hard cider. We gabbed as girls do and listened to the old men talking. The obvious regulars and the zany stuff they say. While Liz and Katie hung out, I worked on my Illustration homework. Tomorrow I will decided between Daberlack and Spitroast. Have reference pictures and sketches but I still don’t know. If I do Daberlack, it would be silk screened.
11:50pm update: the Internet is back! I got my sketches with some early color and I feel good about tomorrow. Whee!
Barry didn’t bring in any chocolate filled buns, so I ate the croissant. He talked about Romeo and that line about how he was without his “Ro” that is to say his roe or his eggs or his fertility. Meo was a word for a sigh or something. Being in love and all that. In the middle section we watched a video about Coney Island and its history. The old rides were so much more dangerous, but looked oodles more fun. And the sheer amount of power to run all the lights! Yow. Then they had the clip of Topsy the elephant being electrocuted because she killed some people. It was a brutal elephant snuff video. Rachel turned her head away during it. We got out first writing response. And that was that.
Diana missed that class but she showed up for History of Printmaking. I tooted my train flute and wished her happy birthday and gave her a card laced with glitter. Heheh. The first hour and a half of class was occupied with looking at a printmaking book and covering the history. Baudelaire and all that. There was an engraving of Japanese girls being ferried on a boat being towed by human swimmers. The mid 1800’s writing that went with the engravings was priceless.
Lunch was lean cuisine and an energy drink. When I was microwaving my meal, this lady named Miss Mona (her name was tattooed on her knuckles) and I talked. When I pulled out my food, she said, “girl you need to learn how to cook!” I was a little taken aback by the comment but it’s true.
Looked at books in the library and finished my meal. Checked out a Helen van Meene book. Talked to Terry and BT a little bit. BT is about to make his 100th sale of his homemade moustache wax.
The second half of History of Printmaking was held in the museum. Technically classes were not allowed to meet without prior mention, so we decided to sneak in and have a, “oh my, what is everyone else doing here?” moment instead. It worked! The print exhibit, which is the main reason to check out the museum, was lovely. They had their Durer’s out, some Goya, Jasper Johns, R.B. Kitaj, Kathe Kollwitz, Lichtenstein, Oldenburg, Piranesi, Rauschenberg, Max Beckmann, Daumier, Redon, Warhol, Toulouse-Lautrec, and Mucha to name a few. A really beautiful collection though some of the layout I felt was a bit weird. A lot of inspiration. One print had something about, “think of me as Rembrant, a little light and filled with darkness.” The Escher exhibit was down. It was a fun class. If we had a question, he would answer it. Told us a great story about Gordon Gilkey. He should be the patron saint of printmaking. Saved a lot of artists during the war (like Max Beckmann).
No Internet. Katie and I decided to take our mind off frustrations and go grab a 3$ burger from the Leaky Roof. Their happy hour is sweet, though I just had a root beer. The burger was delicious and filling. Liz came over a little bit later and we walked to the Goose Hollow Inn. They shared a pitcher and I had some hard cider. We gabbed as girls do and listened to the old men talking. The obvious regulars and the zany stuff they say. While Liz and Katie hung out, I worked on my Illustration homework. Tomorrow I will decided between Daberlack and Spitroast. Have reference pictures and sketches but I still don’t know. If I do Daberlack, it would be silk screened.
11:50pm update: the Internet is back! I got my sketches with some early color and I feel good about tomorrow. Whee!
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
ramachandran bang bang
Monotype! We had a demo that further confirmed how to paint with the inks and stuff. After than we took another lengthy walk since the weather was good. Erin wanted to show us a dead bird that she was curious about printing. After that we walked up to 22nd and Raleigh to check out this framing shop that the print tech Chris works at. The school is on 13th and Johnson and all the street names are alphabetical. So yeah, we walked far. At 12:15 we broke for lunch. There was a fish and chips man next to the framing place so I indulged myself. The place was called the Frying Scotsman and was a little camper turned cookery. I ordered the cod and chips. The chef was indeed from Scotland. I neglected to ask where he was from.
It took the entire, 35 minute walk back to PNCA to finish my lunch. Well, it wasn't a big portion, it just takes a lot to walk and eat at the same time. It was scrumptious. It's hard to find fish and chips outside of a bar in Portland. I'll have to pilgrimage by bike and visit him again.
Sat with Katie for the rest of lunch.
The rest of the studio time was occupied by doing at least one reductive and one additive print. Reductive is rolling a Plexiglas plate up with ink and using a cloth and mineral spirits to pull the highlights out. Additive is just using the ink and mineral spirits to paint with. My reductive was a portrait of a lady in a hat and a collar with a thick black cloak. I applied the black a little too think and it oozed out a little but it ended up okay. Then I did an additive portrait of myself in a yoga pose. I wasn't so thrilled by it but I did enjoy some of the textures. Finally I did another, smaller additive self portrait. It got great reviews by Tom and he showed it off to everyone deliberately. Go me! Darya did a beautiful and large Bjork portrait. It ended up fabulous but she wasn't so thrilled. The bird did get printed. The claws were cool but it seemed a lot of fuss just to print roadkill. I cleaned the ink station and scooted out of the school right at time.
Katie said she was going to the V.S. Ramachandran lecture at Lewis & Clark college and I was welcome to join her. It was a hurried drive over to the campus. It took a while to find the correct parking spot and there was a great deal of hurried walking to get there not too late. The place where the talk was held wasn't closed to late people, so that was awesome. We got a spot on the floor. Ramachandran is a neuroscientist. He talked about synesthesia, phantom limbs, and how people who want limbs willingly amputated always feel better after they get it removed in Mexico (because US doctors won't perform elective limb removal). It was fascinating and even though it wasn't a subject I was at all familiar with, he still explained everything in a very accessible way. Katie got her book signed after. She was thrilled. A lot of his studies have inspired her work.
Got back late. Ate the bagel I neglected at lunch time. Fun classes tomorrow!
It took the entire, 35 minute walk back to PNCA to finish my lunch. Well, it wasn't a big portion, it just takes a lot to walk and eat at the same time. It was scrumptious. It's hard to find fish and chips outside of a bar in Portland. I'll have to pilgrimage by bike and visit him again.
Sat with Katie for the rest of lunch.
The rest of the studio time was occupied by doing at least one reductive and one additive print. Reductive is rolling a Plexiglas plate up with ink and using a cloth and mineral spirits to pull the highlights out. Additive is just using the ink and mineral spirits to paint with. My reductive was a portrait of a lady in a hat and a collar with a thick black cloak. I applied the black a little too think and it oozed out a little but it ended up okay. Then I did an additive portrait of myself in a yoga pose. I wasn't so thrilled by it but I did enjoy some of the textures. Finally I did another, smaller additive self portrait. It got great reviews by Tom and he showed it off to everyone deliberately. Go me! Darya did a beautiful and large Bjork portrait. It ended up fabulous but she wasn't so thrilled. The bird did get printed. The claws were cool but it seemed a lot of fuss just to print roadkill. I cleaned the ink station and scooted out of the school right at time.
Katie said she was going to the V.S. Ramachandran lecture at Lewis & Clark college and I was welcome to join her. It was a hurried drive over to the campus. It took a while to find the correct parking spot and there was a great deal of hurried walking to get there not too late. The place where the talk was held wasn't closed to late people, so that was awesome. We got a spot on the floor. Ramachandran is a neuroscientist. He talked about synesthesia, phantom limbs, and how people who want limbs willingly amputated always feel better after they get it removed in Mexico (because US doctors won't perform elective limb removal). It was fascinating and even though it wasn't a subject I was at all familiar with, he still explained everything in a very accessible way. Katie got her book signed after. She was thrilled. A lot of his studies have inspired her work.
Got back late. Ate the bagel I neglected at lunch time. Fun classes tomorrow!
I don't speak Italian!!
Got up pretty fine, even though I was up till 3am finishing things up. After going through my outline, all the things I wanted to write about barely took up six pages. Oops, oh well it is just a rough draft. I had some problems printing because of the two computers that I picked to print from, both of them were not hooked up to the printers. I did find one. Bryan, Robin(different Robin, not Milliken), and I grouped together and discussed some sections from our memoirs.
Mary Slo-something gave us a lesson in punctuation and grammar and copy editing. I'm glad I don't really seriously edit my blog. If I did, I would be up all night pondering about commas.
Kristen and I went to Quizno's for lunch and sat in the library and gabbed. Robin stopped by. We broke away early because I had to scan and Kristen had to call Kris. Rest of class was a review of our thumbnails. Some people worked harder than others on theirs (Danny is awesome). The class moved pretty good for a studio. Next week the final is due with the illustrations. Yay for long weekend. I spent the rest of the time reading the Lyn Ward assignment, which was pretty easy to do because it was just a serious of woodcuts with no words. Course a picture is worth a thousand words but whatever, still didn't take that long.
I've been working at a nice pace getting through the Jokes and the Unconscious reading. Every now and again it gives a joke in it's native French, German, or Italian, and doesn't explain what the joke is about for another two pages. It really kills the fun of jokes with its analysis. And it is going in one ear and out the other. One of the jokes was something along the line of, "well you may have a famous person's name but you are not as awesome as they are." Ha ha ha.
Had a delicious pasta dinner. The three cheese Trader Joe's sauce is fantastic. Mmm. Welp, gotta get to bed. Catch up on the sleep. Monotype tomorrow.
Mary Slo-something gave us a lesson in punctuation and grammar and copy editing. I'm glad I don't really seriously edit my blog. If I did, I would be up all night pondering about commas.
Kristen and I went to Quizno's for lunch and sat in the library and gabbed. Robin stopped by. We broke away early because I had to scan and Kristen had to call Kris. Rest of class was a review of our thumbnails. Some people worked harder than others on theirs (Danny is awesome). The class moved pretty good for a studio. Next week the final is due with the illustrations. Yay for long weekend. I spent the rest of the time reading the Lyn Ward assignment, which was pretty easy to do because it was just a serious of woodcuts with no words. Course a picture is worth a thousand words but whatever, still didn't take that long.
I've been working at a nice pace getting through the Jokes and the Unconscious reading. Every now and again it gives a joke in it's native French, German, or Italian, and doesn't explain what the joke is about for another two pages. It really kills the fun of jokes with its analysis. And it is going in one ear and out the other. One of the jokes was something along the line of, "well you may have a famous person's name but you are not as awesome as they are." Ha ha ha.
Had a delicious pasta dinner. The three cheese Trader Joe's sauce is fantastic. Mmm. Welp, gotta get to bed. Catch up on the sleep. Monotype tomorrow.
Monday, September 14, 2009
two paragraph blog post
Forgot to mention that I replaced my brake pads yesterday. Only on the back but now my bike can stop on a dime! It was more of a slow stop before. Who needs a man when you have Allen wrenches.
Slept in. Got a late start on my memoir. Payed the electric bill (it is finally going down now that Gabe isn't always simmering something or making bread). Don't want to write too much because I'm still a little ways away from being finished with the rough draft.
Slept in. Got a late start on my memoir. Payed the electric bill (it is finally going down now that Gabe isn't always simmering something or making bread). Don't want to write too much because I'm still a little ways away from being finished with the rough draft.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
posters part two
I had a horrible night sleep. When I decided to stay up and watch the sunrise, that is when I passed out for a couple hours.
Productivity was my goal today! And I was productive. I wrote out ideas for my memoir. Worked on a rough outline. Finished my reading and did a sketch for one of the stories. It isn't much to write about but it was work. I was groggy and stayed home.
Productivity is good! Tomorrow will be write write write draw draw draw.
Here are some more cool movie posters to fill in the lack of words.
Productivity was my goal today! And I was productive. I wrote out ideas for my memoir. Worked on a rough outline. Finished my reading and did a sketch for one of the stories. It isn't much to write about but it was work. I was groggy and stayed home.
Productivity is good! Tomorrow will be write write write draw draw draw.
Here are some more cool movie posters to fill in the lack of words.
interesting
I slept in and then took another heavy nap at around 4.
Between the first sleep and the second one, I read the essay on memoir. There's a whole chunk that rexplains first, second, and third person. It is a huge spoon feeding that left me not wanting to read more of the essay. But I did.
Today's TBA performance, and final one for the season, was Raymund Hoghe's Bolero Variations. The place was crowded, but it was people waiting to get into the other show. The show was in a beautiful blue auditorium with green seats and red accents. The show was another thing that falls under the term of "deconstruction" except this time it was done right.
This was the first time Hoghe was in America. The big debut on historic 9/11. His French but Armenian born performer was held back due to visa issues. Visa issues that none of the other foreign performers had. There was a hole in the performance for sure, but it didn't hinder it.
The majority of the piece was an intense focus on small and calculated dance moves. It takes a long of strength and talent to keep consistent with things like that. There were a few faced paced dance numbers that proved the talent of the performers. Still, the majority of the long piece was slow. The short numbers were mostly there to confirm that they were indeed marvelous and talented. To show they were skilled and it does take skill to do something so intense and minimal. This is lost on a lot of the work that I have seen. It was lost of the audience as well. People left during intermission (the show was 140 minutes long, which is longer than three Angel episodes). At times I did want to leave but I asked myself what I found so dull and then I studied the movements more and became engrossed once again.
The performance included a part where the five male members all poured sand onto the stage. One of the dancers took over the part for the missing performer and a teeshirt was set on the ground in his place. At the end, Raimund bowed the shirt in the performers place. Mr Hoghe was a short man with a hump back. A very intriguing figure that I was happy to see on the stage. The other men were very attractive and it was nice that it ended with them shirtless. The only woman had a very hard to determine age. From some angles she looked 60 and others barely 30.
It was long but moving.
Between the first sleep and the second one, I read the essay on memoir. There's a whole chunk that rexplains first, second, and third person. It is a huge spoon feeding that left me not wanting to read more of the essay. But I did.
Today's TBA performance, and final one for the season, was Raymund Hoghe's Bolero Variations. The place was crowded, but it was people waiting to get into the other show. The show was in a beautiful blue auditorium with green seats and red accents. The show was another thing that falls under the term of "deconstruction" except this time it was done right.
This was the first time Hoghe was in America. The big debut on historic 9/11. His French but Armenian born performer was held back due to visa issues. Visa issues that none of the other foreign performers had. There was a hole in the performance for sure, but it didn't hinder it.
The majority of the piece was an intense focus on small and calculated dance moves. It takes a long of strength and talent to keep consistent with things like that. There were a few faced paced dance numbers that proved the talent of the performers. Still, the majority of the long piece was slow. The short numbers were mostly there to confirm that they were indeed marvelous and talented. To show they were skilled and it does take skill to do something so intense and minimal. This is lost on a lot of the work that I have seen. It was lost of the audience as well. People left during intermission (the show was 140 minutes long, which is longer than three Angel episodes). At times I did want to leave but I asked myself what I found so dull and then I studied the movements more and became engrossed once again.
The performance included a part where the five male members all poured sand onto the stage. One of the dancers took over the part for the missing performer and a teeshirt was set on the ground in his place. At the end, Raimund bowed the shirt in the performers place. Mr Hoghe was a short man with a hump back. A very intriguing figure that I was happy to see on the stage. The other men were very attractive and it was nice that it ended with them shirtless. The only woman had a very hard to determine age. From some angles she looked 60 and others barely 30.
It was long but moving.
Friday, September 11, 2009
milkoholic
Blaah I'm tired but I don't want to skimp on the day's reportings.
The first hour and a half of Illustration was devoted to walking about and taking pictures. The goal was to find flat compositions in our everyday surroundings. Focus on color and shape and all that over subject matter. Madeline, Chase, and I walked down to Tanner Springs and wandered over towards the train tracks. Took pictures of grass and buildings and stuff. We crossed paths with Danny on the way to the rooftop of Hot Lips. It was a mistake to go past Hot Lips because then I got a craving to have pizza for lunch.
Lunch rolled around. And I got some pizza and bread sticks. Darn it! Oh well. Sat with Bekka and Madeline in the library.
After lunch, it was critique time. We have a magnetic wall in the room so no more painful thumbtacks for us! Awesome. It took an hour and a half to cover the thumbnails but we covered them very well. My slang is down to either daberlack or spit roast. Madelin and Kristen are both doing cockney rhyming slang. Danny is doing double sawbuck. Soloma (or is that Sonoma) is doing cat's pajamas. Rachel is doing weeabo. The critique of "shorty" was hilarious and very matter of fact about what defines a shorty. I have a better idea of what is expected from a thumbnail now. Not that mine were bad, just all over the place. After a break, we played with our photos on the computer and made them colorful and stuff.
Then homeward bound! Watched my guiltiest of guilty pleasure TV shows and did my laundry. After my laundry was folded, I went to see Carter's Erased James Franco.
It was a short video at the museum theatre. The same place where someone removed my bike seat from its column to steal my cheap, and not working, bike light. Erased James Franco is a reference to Erased De Kooning. It is a deconstruction of a film which I haven't seen so I didn't get the references. It was mostly deconstructed acting. Whatever that means. It sounds right. A lot of it was one half of a conversation and non sequential but still wildly entertaining at times. Really hard to pinpoint. Franco was charming.
I sat next to ANOTHER GUY NAMED JASON. Oh my golly, where do they all come from? We chatted but nothing more came out of it. My bike seat was still in place. Went back home and watched Glee and So You Think You Can Dance. The former had really bad lip syncing and the latter was fun fun fun.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
land of milk and bit-o-honey
Early morning! Barry brought in delicious pastries. I had the chocolate filled one. This guy in my class, Peter, looks like belong on a detective show. His look and posture just make him appear as a confidant cop or something. I drew a picture of him as such and showed it to him. We chatted a little during one of the breaks. Barry and I had the same shoes on. Class was about Freud and Coney Island and how both came to be around the same time and the differences between dream and reality. A lot was discussed but not so much retained.In History of Printmaking, we discussed the end of year project. It will be a mini print portfolio which we will bind ourselves. 8x10. The theme is Plague of Pigs/Swine Flu. Mostly because there are three cases within PNCA and Purell stations have appeared all across school. Dang.
I spent lunch in the library. Looking at books and nibbling some delicious Lean Cuisine.
Turned in a form mom sent me. Looked at Daniel's James Jean sketchbook. So beautiful.
After lunch we sat around under a projector and Morgan read out the "best bits" of Revelation and we looked at Durer's very literal prints that covered the text as he read it. I made a joke about one being busy.
Rode home. Hurrah. Worked on finishing up some thumbnails. Killed time till Neal Medlyn!!
Luke, Katie's friend, came over for dinner and later they went to the show.
I left early to meet Jay. Medlyn's show was being held at The Works. The Works is just a large building that gets taken over for TBA every year but the location changes every time. In 07 it was at the Wonder Ballroom(I believe that is what it was called). I saw Some Cats from Japan there. In 08 it was at this little warehouse just off of Broadway and Halsey or something. I saw Neal Medlyn and Ten Tiny Dances there. This year it is at Washington High School, which was abandoned quite a few years ago. Spooky. I wandered in trying to find Jay (I left my cell at home) and the PICA (Portland Institute for Contemporary Arts) lady said, "Your friend is not here." It was really weird. How would she know who my friend was? How would she know it isn't one of the PICA people? Very rude.
I went to see Tyler Wallace and Nicole Dill's piece on the south lawn of the school. It was a camera rigged up in their car so that we could listen and watch what was a supposed private conversation. Pretty cool watching people you know in something as big as TBA but in knowing the people, I know that Dill's laugh sounded really inauthentic. Sat with Daniel and chatted. Jay showed up.
The venue was an auditorium. It wasn't standing only like his last show. But this show wasn't like his last one. There was singing, sure. It also had a narrative about purity and stuff. It was not at all what I expected but by the end, I still continue to be in awe of Medlyn. He knows how to keep something new and conceptual but still accessible. That is really hard when it comes to performance and contemporary art. His foil was an amazing singer.
Jay bought me a soda pop. She's a sweety.
Rode my bike back and almost accidentally went over the Morrison Bridge. No bike lane on that thing. Now to clean the makeup off my face and wake up and hope I didn't space on anything for Illustration. I don't think I did.
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
gold shimmer eye shadow rocks
I'm still picking the ink out from under my nails.
A nice morning. Ate some oatmeal, creme cheesed up a bagel, and rode to school. The bike parking is crazy full now. I discovered that Sonoma is the scooter bandit. That is, she is the person who parks her scooter with the bikes to avoid paying for parking.
We took a long walk in monotype. Walked up to a thrift store to look at fabrics and scavenged material along the way. Talked with Tarryn and Chelsey and Robin and Tom. It was a great day for a walk.
I wasn't all that psyched about my prints. I scratched into one with my fingernail and did a drawing but it didn't turn out that well. There is a bleed print that I am happy with. I just printed the string and stuff that was left over from the stencil print that I did. Finally, Tom gave me a quick demo about painting with the ink and I did a quick print with that. The ink was very hard to move around. Didn't move at all the way I am used to painting. Have to relearn how to draw with each new medium. I was satisfied with the print and was pleased to be moving on to the thing I wanted to take the class for. I don't mind stencil printing, it just isn't how my mind words. Patsy did a breathtaking piece. That girl sure can print.
During lunch was the first meeting of the Illustration Drawing Club. We had a portrait party in the library. BT, Daniel, Kim, Bekka, Madeline, two foundation students whose names I didn't commit harder to memory, Jay, and Lacey were there. I did a couple little portraits and we all sat and gabbed. It was fun.
Rest of the evening was spent with udon and eggs and the bible and other readings. I was taking it easy a little too long because then I remembered I have to get up a lot earlier on Wednesdays than any other day of the week. Oh well, week is almost over now.
Neal Medlyn is tomorrow night! I can't wait.
A nice morning. Ate some oatmeal, creme cheesed up a bagel, and rode to school. The bike parking is crazy full now. I discovered that Sonoma is the scooter bandit. That is, she is the person who parks her scooter with the bikes to avoid paying for parking.
We took a long walk in monotype. Walked up to a thrift store to look at fabrics and scavenged material along the way. Talked with Tarryn and Chelsey and Robin and Tom. It was a great day for a walk.
I wasn't all that psyched about my prints. I scratched into one with my fingernail and did a drawing but it didn't turn out that well. There is a bleed print that I am happy with. I just printed the string and stuff that was left over from the stencil print that I did. Finally, Tom gave me a quick demo about painting with the ink and I did a quick print with that. The ink was very hard to move around. Didn't move at all the way I am used to painting. Have to relearn how to draw with each new medium. I was satisfied with the print and was pleased to be moving on to the thing I wanted to take the class for. I don't mind stencil printing, it just isn't how my mind words. Patsy did a breathtaking piece. That girl sure can print.
During lunch was the first meeting of the Illustration Drawing Club. We had a portrait party in the library. BT, Daniel, Kim, Bekka, Madeline, two foundation students whose names I didn't commit harder to memory, Jay, and Lacey were there. I did a couple little portraits and we all sat and gabbed. It was fun.
Rest of the evening was spent with udon and eggs and the bible and other readings. I was taking it easy a little too long because then I remembered I have to get up a lot earlier on Wednesdays than any other day of the week. Oh well, week is almost over now.
Neal Medlyn is tomorrow night! I can't wait.
Monday, September 7, 2009
mmm food
Last night was really fun. After District 9, Adam bought a bottle of bubbly and we popped it open and watched Hot Fuzz. Katie came back and fell asleep between us on the couch. It was cute. At around 3 I went to sleep. Adam had to catch an early flight so he was gone before I regained consciousness.
As I was sorting out my muddled thoughts, Jay asked if I wanted to get brunch. I said sure and at 12:30 I got on my bike and went to the other side. The place, Jam, had a line. Inside was cozy and the waitstaff was friendly. Service was a little slow but I was in no hurry. I ordered hash browns with cheddar and bacon. Classes and assignments were discussed. It was a wonderful brunch. I finished my plate off entirely. Jay didn't have her femlans packaged. We rode across the Hawthorne bridge together and parted ways at the other side.
I'm almost done with Revelation and I took a little bit of a bite out of the Narrative image packet. Long weekends get wasted a lot easier than short ones.
As I was sorting out my muddled thoughts, Jay asked if I wanted to get brunch. I said sure and at 12:30 I got on my bike and went to the other side. The place, Jam, had a line. Inside was cozy and the waitstaff was friendly. Service was a little slow but I was in no hurry. I ordered hash browns with cheddar and bacon. Classes and assignments were discussed. It was a wonderful brunch. I finished my plate off entirely. Jay didn't have her femlans packaged. We rode across the Hawthorne bridge together and parted ways at the other side.
I'm almost done with Revelation and I took a little bit of a bite out of the Narrative image packet. Long weekends get wasted a lot easier than short ones.
does anybody want a peanut?
The Internet has maintained! Whoo hooo!!
Worked on reading mostly. Kept well fed. Katie went to see Miguel Gutierrez. She is off with JP, her sister, and her sister's friend at Dante's.
Adam was in town for one night only and he came over. I popped open my bottle of Riesling. His glass conferences have been totally awesome. He made a glass fish that is cool. We decided to catch the 10:10 showing of District 9 because District 9 is awesome. We toddled over quite happily tipsy. On the way to the theatre we passed a long line of Anime nerds. A convention I suppose. Reminds me of being 15 and totally geeky. Anime nerdom is such a clique in itself. You are either in or you are out. It is weird.
District 9 was just as good the second time around, if not better. Still highly recommended to all. Low budget movies should be supported.
Yaaay four day weekend!
Sunday, September 6, 2009
war and wigs
Guess what I woke up to this morning? If you guessed a severe case of the Internet gone-awaysies then you would be right. Blargh. Again. The Goose Hollow desk people say that we should write a letter to the property manager.
Without the net, I can’t access the Freud reading assignment. But it isn’t the only thing I have to read. Worked on the Bible some more. Revelation 2:23 was a little redundant. “And I will kill her children with death.” Yeah. Of course death will kill someone. DUUHHH. Still, that whole living creature and sacrificed lamb and seals stuff. Neat.
While watching Saving Private Ryan, I worked on my Illustration assignment. For the Slang assignment I am looking at foreign words. The Albanians have 27 separate words for moustache and an equally different number for eyebrows. There is the Czech Vyspat se do Cervana/Rusova. Which means to sleep into the red, or to be well rested. The Ullans/Northern Ireland has daberlack, which is to have wild untamed hair like seaweed. Some fun stuff. Have a couple rough sketches.
Today’s TBA was Miguel Gutierrez and the Powerful People. They were performing Last Meadow. All the James Dean references were lost on me. I met a PSU nice theatre major named Mark. We sat next to each other and talked about words. He knew the word for the fear of long words (it itself is a very long word).
The show. Uhhh. It was either great or unbearably loud. Some wonderful intense dancing and then some weird reinterpretations or deconstructions or whatever the kids are calling it these days. Some parts I was lost, others I became very distressed, and sometimes I couldn’t get the smile off my face. It was a real mixed bag but the performers really gave it their all. I saw Neal Medlyn, who composed the performance. I wanted to say something to him but I didn’t. I feel like dancing now.
Without the net, I can’t access the Freud reading assignment. But it isn’t the only thing I have to read. Worked on the Bible some more. Revelation 2:23 was a little redundant. “And I will kill her children with death.” Yeah. Of course death will kill someone. DUUHHH. Still, that whole living creature and sacrificed lamb and seals stuff. Neat.
While watching Saving Private Ryan, I worked on my Illustration assignment. For the Slang assignment I am looking at foreign words. The Albanians have 27 separate words for moustache and an equally different number for eyebrows. There is the Czech Vyspat se do Cervana/Rusova. Which means to sleep into the red, or to be well rested. The Ullans/Northern Ireland has daberlack, which is to have wild untamed hair like seaweed. Some fun stuff. Have a couple rough sketches.
Today’s TBA was Miguel Gutierrez and the Powerful People. They were performing Last Meadow. All the James Dean references were lost on me. I met a PSU nice theatre major named Mark. We sat next to each other and talked about words. He knew the word for the fear of long words (it itself is a very long word).
The show. Uhhh. It was either great or unbearably loud. Some wonderful intense dancing and then some weird reinterpretations or deconstructions or whatever the kids are calling it these days. Some parts I was lost, others I became very distressed, and sometimes I couldn’t get the smile off my face. It was a real mixed bag but the performers really gave it their all. I saw Neal Medlyn, who composed the performance. I wanted to say something to him but I didn’t. I feel like dancing now.
Friday, September 4, 2009
"I want to play Library"
Internet is still going strong.
I worked on sloooowly reading Revelation today. It's the reading for History of Printmaking. Some weird stuff going done. God is all like, "yo yo yo my tongue is made up of swords!" Yeah.
Katie cleaned the apartment and tidied. I took out recycling the other day and unloaded and loaded the dishwasher. Keeping things clean is never ending. I need to work on sorting out my room a little.
TBA for today was Young Jean Lee's Theatre Company's performance The Shipment. Reading the description it sounded like another white guilt trip. The line was full of rowdy ladies in their 60's who got grumpy the moment they had to stand in a crowd for more than a minute. They complained that as ticket holders they were being treated as second class citizens or something. Annoying.
The show was really good. It far surpasses my expectations. The first part was a monologue of the standard how white people different from black people humor. The performer was good and kept the (very much dominantly white)audience on its toes. No one walked out, which surprised me. From there it went to a very dramatic tale of Omar; a young man who dreamed of being a rapper. There were five actors and they switched out roles. It wasn't smooth acting but more exclamations of stereotyped dialogue. It was good. Three of the members got together for a song and then the final act commenced. I knew that the five actors were playing white characters from the get go because the opening lines were about the characters highly selective diet (no dairy, no red meat, no alcohol, no gluten, etc.). It was a riveting little drama though the end line, which revealed that they were all playing white people, lost its impact because I figured it out. It was a good start to TBA. A little bit of controversy. A little bit of dancing. A few new ways to think about things.
Saw Robin after the show. We didn't really chat as she seemed to be chilling with other people. Went back. Hung out with Katie. Watched some Buffy and some Angel. Now to return to my Bible studies.
I worked on sloooowly reading Revelation today. It's the reading for History of Printmaking. Some weird stuff going done. God is all like, "yo yo yo my tongue is made up of swords!" Yeah.
Katie cleaned the apartment and tidied. I took out recycling the other day and unloaded and loaded the dishwasher. Keeping things clean is never ending. I need to work on sorting out my room a little.
TBA for today was Young Jean Lee's Theatre Company's performance The Shipment. Reading the description it sounded like another white guilt trip. The line was full of rowdy ladies in their 60's who got grumpy the moment they had to stand in a crowd for more than a minute. They complained that as ticket holders they were being treated as second class citizens or something. Annoying.
The show was really good. It far surpasses my expectations. The first part was a monologue of the standard how white people different from black people humor. The performer was good and kept the (very much dominantly white)audience on its toes. No one walked out, which surprised me. From there it went to a very dramatic tale of Omar; a young man who dreamed of being a rapper. There were five actors and they switched out roles. It wasn't smooth acting but more exclamations of stereotyped dialogue. It was good. Three of the members got together for a song and then the final act commenced. I knew that the five actors were playing white characters from the get go because the opening lines were about the characters highly selective diet (no dairy, no red meat, no alcohol, no gluten, etc.). It was a riveting little drama though the end line, which revealed that they were all playing white people, lost its impact because I figured it out. It was a good start to TBA. A little bit of controversy. A little bit of dancing. A few new ways to think about things.
Saw Robin after the show. We didn't really chat as she seemed to be chilling with other people. Went back. Hung out with Katie. Watched some Buffy and some Angel. Now to return to my Bible studies.
just a word about missing posts
The Goose Hollow internet is now frequently going down every couples nights. Sometimes it lasts an hour and sometimes it is out for a night and a day. If there is no entry, assume that this is why. I like writing my blog and only don't write it if I am completely and totally unable to do it.
the bike came back (as did the internet)
Wednesday:
Nets down. Again. Writing now so that I don’t have to write later.
6am alarm for my only 8am class.
Ran into Bekka on the way to History of Laughter. She is in the class with me! Whooo. The class is full with a few waitlisted. Diana is in there. Gavin and Taryn as well. A guy named Marshall is in the class. He went to School of Visual Arts in New York. Really nice. There are a few MFA’s in the class. They mostly kept to themselves. There are about 25 people in the class.
Discussion went all over the place. Barry talked about how comedy is better than tragedy because comedy includes tragedy. The origin of the word laughter is unknown. It was also a sum up of his lecture from the day before. I listened but didn’t take notes. I learned in 10th grade that if I focus on just writing what the teacher writes, I won’t learn anything.
I can’t wait to get into the discussions. First reading is some Freud. It’s an interesting crew. Next class I will sit next to Marshall. Well, I will sit on the side of the table facing the white board. And try to sit next to Marshall. Seems nice.
We used the whole class and off I went to 207 for History of Printmaking. Cherish, Daniel, Robin, Diana, Antonia, and Danielle are in that class. When Morgan entered, he declared the room unsuitable for class and went to claim 204 instead. We sat on the floor and had printmaking story time. We tried to narrow down a definition of printmaking. Talked about Durer and the Bible. Our first reading is Revelation. The syllabus he gave us is genius. Very minimal but very Morgan. The date that we take off for Thanksgiving is simply listed as, “Bird”. There is one big project for the class and we also have to read two books. Any two. I was thinking Catching the Big Fish by David Lynch for one.
Lunch came and we were told not to return after it. Diana and I went to Laughing Planet. Mmm burrito. We sat on the roof of the building (there is a dining area up there). Very warm. I picked up my TBA tickets and we walked back.
I was very sweaty upon my return and took a second shower and relaxed. I got my mail and my package. After that I wheeled my poor bike to Bike Gallery. The tire deflated not 6 blocks out the door. The tube fix and brake pads came up cheaper than I expected. Occasional repairs > constant gas money. I now have my precious bike! I have to attach my brake pads myself but I’m sure I can do it. The tube was a bit beyond my comprehension.
Now I get to sleep in 30 minutes more and go to Trader Joe’s.
Katie and I made a Safeway run. Halfway through I experienced a sharp pain in my stomach. Very sudden and very much ouch. In 10 minutes the pain was gone but it sure did suck. Bought a pile of Granny Smith and some bagels and some crème cheese spread. Emergen-C is on the Trader Joe’s list.
I haven’t been productive these nights. I have a four day weekend so I’ll be productive then. Friday and Saturday I have TBA shows but Sunday and Monday I have nothing. Lots of reading to be done!
Thursday:
Night two of no Internet. You would think that they could figure a way to resolve this within twenty four hours. Booo!
Final class of the week is Illustration. It’s the biggie. It is why I am here.
Danny, Kristen, Madeline, Sonoma, and Chase are in my class. And about 5 others with names I can’t recall. It’s a cozy little size.
Martin talked about the market and his experiences and how hard you should work yourself (the hardest possible). He asked us about the first images that inspired us and if we had any initial questions. We broke for an early lunch. I sat the commons and waited for Mel (I am loaning her my History of Design texts). Kristen joined me, as did Katie for a bit. Later Madeline came and Katie went. We girls talked about hair.
The last half of class was a character assignment. There was a list of archetypes and we had to select one and create a portrait of a character taking the archetype in a new way. I made a triad formed by a prophet, her twin brother the messenger, and a warrior who protects them (who is a lady). The initial designs I liked, but the final wasn’t to be desired. I didn’t have my good ink or my good brushes. Only my crummy ink and my gunked up brush. Still, I finished it before 5pm.
Bryan gave me his TBA pass and I gave it to Kristen to give to Natalie. Nats will get whatever she wants to see, and I will use what is left. I’m pretty fine with the five shows I have picked out.
Went to Trader Joe’s. The kitchen and cupbards seem to be finally rounded out with enough food to last me a decent while. Hurrah!
Made myself some udon with two eggs. Later had a banana dipped in chocolate. Mmm. Watched Shallow Grave. Definitley not the movie I thought it was. The apartment is a good piece of set design.
Nets down. Again. Writing now so that I don’t have to write later.
6am alarm for my only 8am class.
Ran into Bekka on the way to History of Laughter. She is in the class with me! Whooo. The class is full with a few waitlisted. Diana is in there. Gavin and Taryn as well. A guy named Marshall is in the class. He went to School of Visual Arts in New York. Really nice. There are a few MFA’s in the class. They mostly kept to themselves. There are about 25 people in the class.
Discussion went all over the place. Barry talked about how comedy is better than tragedy because comedy includes tragedy. The origin of the word laughter is unknown. It was also a sum up of his lecture from the day before. I listened but didn’t take notes. I learned in 10th grade that if I focus on just writing what the teacher writes, I won’t learn anything.
I can’t wait to get into the discussions. First reading is some Freud. It’s an interesting crew. Next class I will sit next to Marshall. Well, I will sit on the side of the table facing the white board. And try to sit next to Marshall. Seems nice.
We used the whole class and off I went to 207 for History of Printmaking. Cherish, Daniel, Robin, Diana, Antonia, and Danielle are in that class. When Morgan entered, he declared the room unsuitable for class and went to claim 204 instead. We sat on the floor and had printmaking story time. We tried to narrow down a definition of printmaking. Talked about Durer and the Bible. Our first reading is Revelation. The syllabus he gave us is genius. Very minimal but very Morgan. The date that we take off for Thanksgiving is simply listed as, “Bird”. There is one big project for the class and we also have to read two books. Any two. I was thinking Catching the Big Fish by David Lynch for one.
Lunch came and we were told not to return after it. Diana and I went to Laughing Planet. Mmm burrito. We sat on the roof of the building (there is a dining area up there). Very warm. I picked up my TBA tickets and we walked back.
I was very sweaty upon my return and took a second shower and relaxed. I got my mail and my package. After that I wheeled my poor bike to Bike Gallery. The tire deflated not 6 blocks out the door. The tube fix and brake pads came up cheaper than I expected. Occasional repairs > constant gas money. I now have my precious bike! I have to attach my brake pads myself but I’m sure I can do it. The tube was a bit beyond my comprehension.
Now I get to sleep in 30 minutes more and go to Trader Joe’s.
Katie and I made a Safeway run. Halfway through I experienced a sharp pain in my stomach. Very sudden and very much ouch. In 10 minutes the pain was gone but it sure did suck. Bought a pile of Granny Smith and some bagels and some crème cheese spread. Emergen-C is on the Trader Joe’s list.
I haven’t been productive these nights. I have a four day weekend so I’ll be productive then. Friday and Saturday I have TBA shows but Sunday and Monday I have nothing. Lots of reading to be done!
Thursday:
Night two of no Internet. You would think that they could figure a way to resolve this within twenty four hours. Booo!
Final class of the week is Illustration. It’s the biggie. It is why I am here.
Danny, Kristen, Madeline, Sonoma, and Chase are in my class. And about 5 others with names I can’t recall. It’s a cozy little size.
Martin talked about the market and his experiences and how hard you should work yourself (the hardest possible). He asked us about the first images that inspired us and if we had any initial questions. We broke for an early lunch. I sat the commons and waited for Mel (I am loaning her my History of Design texts). Kristen joined me, as did Katie for a bit. Later Madeline came and Katie went. We girls talked about hair.
The last half of class was a character assignment. There was a list of archetypes and we had to select one and create a portrait of a character taking the archetype in a new way. I made a triad formed by a prophet, her twin brother the messenger, and a warrior who protects them (who is a lady). The initial designs I liked, but the final wasn’t to be desired. I didn’t have my good ink or my good brushes. Only my crummy ink and my gunked up brush. Still, I finished it before 5pm.
Bryan gave me his TBA pass and I gave it to Kristen to give to Natalie. Nats will get whatever she wants to see, and I will use what is left. I’m pretty fine with the five shows I have picked out.
Went to Trader Joe’s. The kitchen and cupbards seem to be finally rounded out with enough food to last me a decent while. Hurrah!
Made myself some udon with two eggs. Later had a banana dipped in chocolate. Mmm. Watched Shallow Grave. Definitley not the movie I thought it was. The apartment is a good piece of set design.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
day two of year three
Katie made me breakfast! Egg and toast and bacon! We walked to school together as well.
Monotype looks like it will be fun. You draw with oil on Plexiglas plates and print them on paper and it looks cool. I'm excited. It's my "no reading required" class. Hopefully a little chance to relax. In the class are: Robin, Phil, Ali, Patsy, Chelsey, Danielle, Taryn, Darya, Erin (different Erin), Antonia, and another one who will have a name I remember eventually. There is a TA as well. Also has a name. Tom is our teacher. Seems really cool. There is a half jovial spirit, half seriousness thing in the class right now. I lean towards jovial though Robin didn't seem impressed. Oh well. We had a quick explanation and we broke early to get food and paper (that will be the main cost this semester as all the other supplies are there in the studio).
Lunch was free pizza and cupcake! We had convocation in the commons. I sat with Jay, who had a magnificent new short do. I sat next to a new fella named Jason. We talked about movies and names. Barry Sanders led the convocation and talked about the dawn of humor and how laughter is what creates our soul. It was a lovely speech and I cannot wait to get up and go to class tomorrow. Sucks that it is early in the morning but oh well. I'll probably get my tire fixed after History of Printmaking gets out.
Ran into Katie and we walked to her studio together. She has one in the Stevens! I drew a picture of Luna and her doing a jig on Luna on her wall. It is awesome. Afterwards we went to this grocery that Fawn recommended. Cheap by Whole Foods standards, expensive by my Trader Joe's standards. Picked up a yogurt and some mochi thing that didn't look like any mochi I had ever had. And some fancy apples. Ginger Gold. Had one later on in the night. Way too delicious. Juicy and just. Yum.
I planned out the first five TBA events I am going to go to. Once Bryan gets me his thing, I'll see what else I have time to attend. Right now it is "The Shipment" by Young Jean Lee, "Last Meadow" by Miguel Gutierrez and the something something, "Bolero Variations" by Raimund Hoghe, "Erased James Franco" by Carter, and "...Hers a Queen" by Neal Medlyn. I saw Neal last year with Averie. He is back and seems twice as awesome as he was.
Still beat and recovering from the return to school. Once I get my tire back, I am going to Trader Joe's! Good deals, here I come!
Monotype looks like it will be fun. You draw with oil on Plexiglas plates and print them on paper and it looks cool. I'm excited. It's my "no reading required" class. Hopefully a little chance to relax. In the class are: Robin, Phil, Ali, Patsy, Chelsey, Danielle, Taryn, Darya, Erin (different Erin), Antonia, and another one who will have a name I remember eventually. There is a TA as well. Also has a name. Tom is our teacher. Seems really cool. There is a half jovial spirit, half seriousness thing in the class right now. I lean towards jovial though Robin didn't seem impressed. Oh well. We had a quick explanation and we broke early to get food and paper (that will be the main cost this semester as all the other supplies are there in the studio).
Lunch was free pizza and cupcake! We had convocation in the commons. I sat with Jay, who had a magnificent new short do. I sat next to a new fella named Jason. We talked about movies and names. Barry Sanders led the convocation and talked about the dawn of humor and how laughter is what creates our soul. It was a lovely speech and I cannot wait to get up and go to class tomorrow. Sucks that it is early in the morning but oh well. I'll probably get my tire fixed after History of Printmaking gets out.
Ran into Katie and we walked to her studio together. She has one in the Stevens! I drew a picture of Luna and her doing a jig on Luna on her wall. It is awesome. Afterwards we went to this grocery that Fawn recommended. Cheap by Whole Foods standards, expensive by my Trader Joe's standards. Picked up a yogurt and some mochi thing that didn't look like any mochi I had ever had. And some fancy apples. Ginger Gold. Had one later on in the night. Way too delicious. Juicy and just. Yum.
I planned out the first five TBA events I am going to go to. Once Bryan gets me his thing, I'll see what else I have time to attend. Right now it is "The Shipment" by Young Jean Lee, "Last Meadow" by Miguel Gutierrez and the something something, "Bolero Variations" by Raimund Hoghe, "Erased James Franco" by Carter, and "...Hers a Queen" by Neal Medlyn. I saw Neal last year with Averie. He is back and seems twice as awesome as he was.
Still beat and recovering from the return to school. Once I get my tire back, I am going to Trader Joe's! Good deals, here I come!
Monday, August 31, 2009
good girls wear green
Still no fixed bike tire. Walked to school. Not so bad. Just takes 20 minutes longer. More time to think I guess.
Narrative Image is going to be TOUGH. The first assignment (due in four weeks) is a 8-40 page memoir. We also have to illustrate three images for it. Huge. We don't have class next week so by next class we need the rough draft and some thumbnails. It's scary right now but hey, I write every night. No biggie. We also have some reading but I can read.
Bryan, James, Danny, Kristen, Natalie, Rachel, April, Alex, and about 9 others I don't know round out the class. A fair size. The room is the new 815B classroom. The large open section is reserved for a computer lab, the narrow part is where the two tables are grouped. There is already a table division with the people who sit at the different tables. But whatever, my table is cool. Bryan shared some of his M&Ms.
First exercise was a contour drawing of the person across from us. I did James. Then we traded paper and wrote some adjectives about ourselves. Then we traded again and did a proper portrait of the other person. James trimmed his hair but not his beard. He has a major Rip van Rasputin vibe going on.
We worked on time lines off our remembered history, lists of family memories, analysis of the family memories and three events from our history and our fears from around that time. Daniela always has a ping pong effect with her class structure. It bounces around but it is always fun. There is a lot of writing in the class but that is good. By this point it is assumed that we know how to draw and don't need that coaching. It's a hardcore class but hey, I'm up for it. I'm a Junior.
Lunch broke early. I bought some sushi and animal crackers from Safeway. I recon I can buy some seaweed and cucumbers and make a big sushi roll and eat it like a sandwich. A pretty low impact meal. I'm getting ideas. Kristen and I sat in the park and chatted. We migrated around the school. Saw people. Old faces. Leah, Tabitha, Robin, etc.
All the Freshmen look alike. Same styling and all that. I feel like I stand out when I loiter near them. I need to be more filthy or something. Oh well. I was rocking huge fluffy hair today and even put on some makeup. The mascara is giving me trouble. I need to buy some fresh stuff. Right after I buy more freaking food!
After class I waited around for an hour for yoga. I looked through the TBA book. Tons of cool dances and a few neat videos I for sure want to check out.
Yoga was just Ruth, Fawn, and myself. It was fun though. Tough. I'm so out practice for it. Wrists were paining. Fawn helped me go into a hand stand.
Exhausted, I slumped over to the streetcar. I had a wait so I bought a soda from Cool Moon.
So exhausted. Adam was in town for the night. He and Katie went out on the town. I was exhausted. Just watched True Blood and organized the Narrative Image handout.
Monotype tomorrow! Back in the Print Lab. Whooo!! But once that is done, my week will be half done! Four day schedules ROCK!
Narrative Image is going to be TOUGH. The first assignment (due in four weeks) is a 8-40 page memoir. We also have to illustrate three images for it. Huge. We don't have class next week so by next class we need the rough draft and some thumbnails. It's scary right now but hey, I write every night. No biggie. We also have some reading but I can read.
Bryan, James, Danny, Kristen, Natalie, Rachel, April, Alex, and about 9 others I don't know round out the class. A fair size. The room is the new 815B classroom. The large open section is reserved for a computer lab, the narrow part is where the two tables are grouped. There is already a table division with the people who sit at the different tables. But whatever, my table is cool. Bryan shared some of his M&Ms.
First exercise was a contour drawing of the person across from us. I did James. Then we traded paper and wrote some adjectives about ourselves. Then we traded again and did a proper portrait of the other person. James trimmed his hair but not his beard. He has a major Rip van Rasputin vibe going on.
We worked on time lines off our remembered history, lists of family memories, analysis of the family memories and three events from our history and our fears from around that time. Daniela always has a ping pong effect with her class structure. It bounces around but it is always fun. There is a lot of writing in the class but that is good. By this point it is assumed that we know how to draw and don't need that coaching. It's a hardcore class but hey, I'm up for it. I'm a Junior.
Lunch broke early. I bought some sushi and animal crackers from Safeway. I recon I can buy some seaweed and cucumbers and make a big sushi roll and eat it like a sandwich. A pretty low impact meal. I'm getting ideas. Kristen and I sat in the park and chatted. We migrated around the school. Saw people. Old faces. Leah, Tabitha, Robin, etc.
All the Freshmen look alike. Same styling and all that. I feel like I stand out when I loiter near them. I need to be more filthy or something. Oh well. I was rocking huge fluffy hair today and even put on some makeup. The mascara is giving me trouble. I need to buy some fresh stuff. Right after I buy more freaking food!
After class I waited around for an hour for yoga. I looked through the TBA book. Tons of cool dances and a few neat videos I for sure want to check out.
Yoga was just Ruth, Fawn, and myself. It was fun though. Tough. I'm so out practice for it. Wrists were paining. Fawn helped me go into a hand stand.
Exhausted, I slumped over to the streetcar. I had a wait so I bought a soda from Cool Moon.
So exhausted. Adam was in town for the night. He and Katie went out on the town. I was exhausted. Just watched True Blood and organized the Narrative Image handout.
Monotype tomorrow! Back in the Print Lab. Whooo!! But once that is done, my week will be half done! Four day schedules ROCK!
Sunday, August 30, 2009
goodbye
Michael Davis died. He was our Resident Advisor. Always had a smile. He jumped off a bridge on Thursday. No one had any idea he was unhappy. I'm sad I never got to know him better. He was always around school. Always a friend of a friend.
Yesterday:
The net was on and off. Katie was out at her sisters dog sitting. She came back late because she was trying to round some people up to see The Final Destination in 3D. Only Liz and William showed up so they decided to stay in. So we all played some Mario Kart. Then we popped some wine and wrote up some drinking rules and watching Thirteen Ghost. Drink for death, drink for when they put on the ghost seeing glasses, drink for a Matthew Lillard psychic attack, drink for nudity, drink with the maid is being sassy, and drink when someone tells someone else to shut up. I drank a little more responsibly than the others but we had a great time all around. Thirteen Ghosts had an amazing set design. All these glass panels and a reliance on physical creation over computer graphics. We decided to make it a Lillard double feature and Liz and William sobered up during SLC Punk. Also good. Love Til Schweiger.
Net wasn't working so I popped open a book, read a little, and went to sleep.
Today:
Katie left early in the morn to go care for her sisters dogs. I watched some Torchwood and then later the net got fixed.
When checking the mail, I found a post-it informing me I had a package. A post-it is not a great way to tell someone they have a package.
At 8pm all the new Goose Hollow students gathered in the courtyard. Michael Hall was there and told us about Michael Davis. We separated into our pods, with Hall taking over to talk to us because we were in Davis' pod. It was a quiet little discussion about loss.
I am off the waitlist for Monotype. My Junior year starts tomorrow.
Yesterday:
The net was on and off. Katie was out at her sisters dog sitting. She came back late because she was trying to round some people up to see The Final Destination in 3D. Only Liz and William showed up so they decided to stay in. So we all played some Mario Kart. Then we popped some wine and wrote up some drinking rules and watching Thirteen Ghost. Drink for death, drink for when they put on the ghost seeing glasses, drink for a Matthew Lillard psychic attack, drink for nudity, drink with the maid is being sassy, and drink when someone tells someone else to shut up. I drank a little more responsibly than the others but we had a great time all around. Thirteen Ghosts had an amazing set design. All these glass panels and a reliance on physical creation over computer graphics. We decided to make it a Lillard double feature and Liz and William sobered up during SLC Punk. Also good. Love Til Schweiger.
Net wasn't working so I popped open a book, read a little, and went to sleep.
Today:
Katie left early in the morn to go care for her sisters dogs. I watched some Torchwood and then later the net got fixed.
When checking the mail, I found a post-it informing me I had a package. A post-it is not a great way to tell someone they have a package.
At 8pm all the new Goose Hollow students gathered in the courtyard. Michael Hall was there and told us about Michael Davis. We separated into our pods, with Hall taking over to talk to us because we were in Davis' pod. It was a quiet little discussion about loss.
I am off the waitlist for Monotype. My Junior year starts tomorrow.
Saturday, August 29, 2009
bored bored bored
Got up and showered and fed and dressed all before 11am! And then I spent the rest of the day incredibly, totally bored. I practiced several different makeup looks. Watched TV. Looked at comics.
My keys were buried under the mail in the mail basket. The mail was lying flat so I didn't notice.
Luna is restless because Katie is house sitting at her sisters. She meows and rolls over and when I go to pet the darn kitty, she dashes off!
I need to find more creative meals. So much pasta and alfredo. What was I eating before? Need to get some soup in a can.
Only a few days left in summer. Thank god. I want school to staaaart!
Watched The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford. Nonstop beautiful cinematography and great casting. It's interesting watching a movie where you know how it will end from the start. All the tension is in the when and how. No mystery, just antici...pation.
My keys were buried under the mail in the mail basket. The mail was lying flat so I didn't notice.
Luna is restless because Katie is house sitting at her sisters. She meows and rolls over and when I go to pet the darn kitty, she dashes off!
I need to find more creative meals. So much pasta and alfredo. What was I eating before? Need to get some soup in a can.
Only a few days left in summer. Thank god. I want school to staaaart!
Watched The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford. Nonstop beautiful cinematography and great casting. It's interesting watching a movie where you know how it will end from the start. All the tension is in the when and how. No mystery, just antici...pation.
Friday, August 28, 2009
fun with the friends that I have
Had a groggy start to the day. Woke up with the intention of another do nothing day. And I did just that for the most part. Around 4pm I got an invite to Nathalie's casual birthday. At 6 I did my makeup and got all pretty. Then at 6:45 when I was ready to leave, I couldn't find my keys!!
Searched and searched. They have just vanished. Not in the purse. Not by the door. I know I used them to unlock yesterday. I couldn't have put them anywhere not normal. It took a while for Katie to call my back and confirm she will be home to let me in when I get back from the party.
At 7:30 I left. My hair in braids, my eyes lines and eyeshadowed, and my lips pinked. The max brought me to 42nd. From there I went to Trader Joe's and bought Nathalie some Toblerone for her present (I also drew her a picture). The guys at the counter kept suggesting ways to make it more present like. Eventually we came to an agreement of including 23 Trader Joe's stickers for all of Nathalie's 23 years. Hehe.
The celebration was held at Moon and Sixpence on 42nd and Tillamook. It was a nice little bar. I was the sixth there. Nathalie, her man Kevin, Terry, Jimmy, and Nathalie's twin Katie were there before me. I started with my standard Greyhound. I ordered up some fish and chips because I knew I would be drinking more and had not eaten in a long while. The chips were delicious. Daniel W. arrived. Then Meghan Mitchell arrived looking fabulous in high waisted jeans. The last person to arrive to fill out out crew was BT, but he showed up much later. After dinner I had a lemon drop as per Meghan's suggestion and then ordered an Old Fashioned simply because I saw them on Mad Men or something. Heh. I kept wonderfully warm and tipsy through the night and had a great time. I have some cool friends here. Can't get distracted by all the twits that seem to overcrowd me in some places.
My tab for the night wasn't that bad. Normally three drinks and a meal would be a scary amount but it came up to just barely over twenty. Seems good. And Nathalie liked her present muchly.
Daniel went home with me. Not like that. We took the max back together. He brought his bike on it and rode with me to PGE Park. Not like I was scared to ride back by myself, but sometimes the Max can be dodgy. We talked about classes and comics. We have History of Printmaking together.
After he left, I had the misfortune of telling some visitors that they had missed their Max stop by about 5 stops (they wanted Pioneer Place). Thankfully they found out BEFORE they went through the tunnel. I helped them figure out the schedule and directions. They were not so disgruntled, this people from Washington DC. A nice attitude about getting side tracked. I could tell how tired they were though. Poor peoples.
Katie let me in. Hopefully my keys will show up tomorrow.
Searched and searched. They have just vanished. Not in the purse. Not by the door. I know I used them to unlock yesterday. I couldn't have put them anywhere not normal. It took a while for Katie to call my back and confirm she will be home to let me in when I get back from the party.
At 7:30 I left. My hair in braids, my eyes lines and eyeshadowed, and my lips pinked. The max brought me to 42nd. From there I went to Trader Joe's and bought Nathalie some Toblerone for her present (I also drew her a picture). The guys at the counter kept suggesting ways to make it more present like. Eventually we came to an agreement of including 23 Trader Joe's stickers for all of Nathalie's 23 years. Hehe.
The celebration was held at Moon and Sixpence on 42nd and Tillamook. It was a nice little bar. I was the sixth there. Nathalie, her man Kevin, Terry, Jimmy, and Nathalie's twin Katie were there before me. I started with my standard Greyhound. I ordered up some fish and chips because I knew I would be drinking more and had not eaten in a long while. The chips were delicious. Daniel W. arrived. Then Meghan Mitchell arrived looking fabulous in high waisted jeans. The last person to arrive to fill out out crew was BT, but he showed up much later. After dinner I had a lemon drop as per Meghan's suggestion and then ordered an Old Fashioned simply because I saw them on Mad Men or something. Heh. I kept wonderfully warm and tipsy through the night and had a great time. I have some cool friends here. Can't get distracted by all the twits that seem to overcrowd me in some places.
My tab for the night wasn't that bad. Normally three drinks and a meal would be a scary amount but it came up to just barely over twenty. Seems good. And Nathalie liked her present muchly.
Daniel went home with me. Not like that. We took the max back together. He brought his bike on it and rode with me to PGE Park. Not like I was scared to ride back by myself, but sometimes the Max can be dodgy. We talked about classes and comics. We have History of Printmaking together.
After he left, I had the misfortune of telling some visitors that they had missed their Max stop by about 5 stops (they wanted Pioneer Place). Thankfully they found out BEFORE they went through the tunnel. I helped them figure out the schedule and directions. They were not so disgruntled, this people from Washington DC. A nice attitude about getting side tracked. I could tell how tired they were though. Poor peoples.
Katie let me in. Hopefully my keys will show up tomorrow.
Thursday, August 27, 2009
mm smells like blue
I tried to renew my library books but turns out I had to renew my number and account information in person. So it was time for a walk.
Walking sucks. It doesn't take all that long but biking is just so fast and effortless.
Serenity said that if I had just said I was me on the phone, they would have updated my information that way. Oh well. I needed to get stuff from Safeway anyway.
Picked up Drano for the sink clog and one of those blue 2000 flushes things for the toilet (it gets moldy and icky really quick). Fresh groceries were procured. Mmm granny smith apples.
Bought a Street Roots from the Safeway guy. Accidentally called his dog Balthazar when his name is really Gilgamesh. Now I know for sure! Next time. It's a really sweet dog. I should get the guy's name as well. Very nice fellow.
Took the streetcar back.
Dishes were put away. Katie cleaned the area under the sink. Our apartment is really coming together! Just need to tidy and vacuum. Now people might want to visit.
Did two loads of laundry. Jeans in one washer, everything else in the other. Now I'm ready for school with cool duds.
I wore my new makeup look out and about today. Terry gave me a compliment.
There's a show of faculty art at school. We have such an impressive faculty we have. The painting department has probably the strongest talent.
I'm doing okay at cooking for myself. Oatmeal and tea for breakfast, tuna sandwich and orange juice for lunch, Alfredo sauce pasta and chocolate milk for dinner, and an apple and some M&Ms for dessert. Go me!
My computer needs a rebooting. It freezes at least once a day. As long as I take it easy, it does fine. I downgraded the theme from Vista to Classic. It looks old but it's running a lot more smooth without all the graphics.
Walking sucks. It doesn't take all that long but biking is just so fast and effortless.
Serenity said that if I had just said I was me on the phone, they would have updated my information that way. Oh well. I needed to get stuff from Safeway anyway.
Picked up Drano for the sink clog and one of those blue 2000 flushes things for the toilet (it gets moldy and icky really quick). Fresh groceries were procured. Mmm granny smith apples.
Bought a Street Roots from the Safeway guy. Accidentally called his dog Balthazar when his name is really Gilgamesh. Now I know for sure! Next time. It's a really sweet dog. I should get the guy's name as well. Very nice fellow.
Took the streetcar back.
Dishes were put away. Katie cleaned the area under the sink. Our apartment is really coming together! Just need to tidy and vacuum. Now people might want to visit.
Did two loads of laundry. Jeans in one washer, everything else in the other. Now I'm ready for school with cool duds.
I wore my new makeup look out and about today. Terry gave me a compliment.
There's a show of faculty art at school. We have such an impressive faculty we have. The painting department has probably the strongest talent.
I'm doing okay at cooking for myself. Oatmeal and tea for breakfast, tuna sandwich and orange juice for lunch, Alfredo sauce pasta and chocolate milk for dinner, and an apple and some M&Ms for dessert. Go me!
My computer needs a rebooting. It freezes at least once a day. As long as I take it easy, it does fine. I downgraded the theme from Vista to Classic. It looks old but it's running a lot more smooth without all the graphics.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
missus clean
Today was gray with a little bit of rain.
Saw Tom again. He brought over a dog by the name of Izzy. He and Katie are taking a one night camping trip. That should be nice.
I lounged. Didn't feel like walking in the gloom.
Talked to BT. Talked to Terry. Had a good phone call with Jay.
And I cleaned. I scrubbed the floors of the bathroom and kitchen with a bleach compound and scrubbed the sinks and bathtub with Ajax. I cleaned the stove as well. Well, I cleaned the removable metal things that go under the ranges. Those were very grimy. I love the smell of disinfectants. It smells so satisfying. It was too late to vacuum when I finished, but there are some boxes that need to be moved before I do so.
Did not get around to my bike tire. I feel that that will be something I will get right on once I have a day of foot commute.
Saw Tom again. He brought over a dog by the name of Izzy. He and Katie are taking a one night camping trip. That should be nice.
I lounged. Didn't feel like walking in the gloom.
Talked to BT. Talked to Terry. Had a good phone call with Jay.
And I cleaned. I scrubbed the floors of the bathroom and kitchen with a bleach compound and scrubbed the sinks and bathtub with Ajax. I cleaned the stove as well. Well, I cleaned the removable metal things that go under the ranges. Those were very grimy. I love the smell of disinfectants. It smells so satisfying. It was too late to vacuum when I finished, but there are some boxes that need to be moved before I do so.
Did not get around to my bike tire. I feel that that will be something I will get right on once I have a day of foot commute.
Monday, August 24, 2009
journey to 42nd
Yesterday:
The Internet went down and no one is in the office on Sunday to get around to fixing it.
So I slept in. Took a nap. Read my book. Played with makeup.
Today:
Internet returned! Still, read a little. Stuffed drawings of Luna under Katie's door.
Later in the afternoon we, that is Katie and I, went grocery shopping. But this wasn't any ordinary shopping outing, we went to the Grocery Outlet! This required getting on the max and taking it to 42nd and then walking about 10 blocks. Grocery Outlet had super deals! Pasta, bread, mayo, creme cheese, M&Ms, shampoo, soap, a bottle of Riesling if a special occasion happens, bagels, sunscreen, conditioner, and chocolate milk! All for a pretty good price. Tomorrow I plan to walk to Trader Joe's and pick up vegetables. I'm a Granny Smith apple snob.
It was a nice warm day. Not so hot that you suffer, but certainly a nice heat not to be avoided.
We put away our groceries. I poured my M&Ms (I got a big bag) into the tiny cookie jar for everyone to sample. Made myself a little creme cheese and bagel lunch and sat back and watched the new episode of True Blood. Eric Northman, the 1000 year old Nordic Vampire, is played by Alexander Skarsgaard. He also played Meekus in Zoolander!
Dinner was more starch. I'll have to also get some sauce at Trader Joe's.
Summer is winding down. Played with makeup some more. Trying to find an ease with application so that when I feel like tidying myself up, I can do so with minimal mess ups.
I told Katie about Tuna Claus and she regarded my family as crazy for having such a tradition. Whatever. She's just jeaaalooouuus.
Today's word is: femlans. Ullans, Northern Ireland. Means the remains of a meal. As in, "Trillian, if you don't eat your femlans, you won't get dessert!"
The Internet went down and no one is in the office on Sunday to get around to fixing it.
So I slept in. Took a nap. Read my book. Played with makeup.
Today:
Internet returned! Still, read a little. Stuffed drawings of Luna under Katie's door.
Later in the afternoon we, that is Katie and I, went grocery shopping. But this wasn't any ordinary shopping outing, we went to the Grocery Outlet! This required getting on the max and taking it to 42nd and then walking about 10 blocks. Grocery Outlet had super deals! Pasta, bread, mayo, creme cheese, M&Ms, shampoo, soap, a bottle of Riesling if a special occasion happens, bagels, sunscreen, conditioner, and chocolate milk! All for a pretty good price. Tomorrow I plan to walk to Trader Joe's and pick up vegetables. I'm a Granny Smith apple snob.
It was a nice warm day. Not so hot that you suffer, but certainly a nice heat not to be avoided.
We put away our groceries. I poured my M&Ms (I got a big bag) into the tiny cookie jar for everyone to sample. Made myself a little creme cheese and bagel lunch and sat back and watched the new episode of True Blood. Eric Northman, the 1000 year old Nordic Vampire, is played by Alexander Skarsgaard. He also played Meekus in Zoolander!
Dinner was more starch. I'll have to also get some sauce at Trader Joe's.
Summer is winding down. Played with makeup some more. Trying to find an ease with application so that when I feel like tidying myself up, I can do so with minimal mess ups.
I told Katie about Tuna Claus and she regarded my family as crazy for having such a tradition. Whatever. She's just jeaaalooouuus.
Today's word is: femlans. Ullans, Northern Ireland. Means the remains of a meal. As in, "Trillian, if you don't eat your femlans, you won't get dessert!"
Sunday, August 23, 2009
needs more gore
Soap Box Derby!
Woke up and Katie said she and Tom were going to the Adult Soap Box Derby thing. She was going to leave in 10 minutes so if I wanted to join them, I had to do it quick. Showered and dressed in record time. Thankfully we stopped by Safeway on the way. Picked up a rice bowl with beef and broccoli on top. Mmm.
The Adult Soap Box Derby was the 13th. It is only adult in that the people driving are adults (this isn't some Devil's Point thing). Some classes in speed, some in creativity. We got a fairly good parking spot that was only a little walk up a steep hill to get to the track. We sat for a moment but the screaming kids were, well annoying. We moved farther up the hill and got a good spot in the shade. I sat on a blanket, Tom and Katie sat in foldy chairs.
There was a lego car, a car with people in a giant cauldron, a Flinstone's car, and soapbox with two barrels for the wheels. It went slow but it was awesome! Several of the passengers had squirt guns or water ballons.
We sat and drank and enjoyed the day. Jim sat near us but didn't come over to say hi. Tom's friend Joel stopped by and we exchanged bad jokes. Liz, and her friends William and Amy also sat with us. Later on I recognized Thom sitting up the hill from us, so I went to say hi. BT and BT's friend and partner in the moustache wax making business Evan were also with him. Sat and chatted. It was Evan's birthday.
At around 4:30 we decided to pack it in. The derby was held at a park on Mount Tabor. Past 55th on the East side. Tom drove us back. The two of them debated seeing a movie and I suggested Inglorious Basterds. Katie found that a 5:30 was showing at Cinemagic so off we went, back over to the other side! There was a line but not so big. The theatre was decently crowded and we sat nearer to the front.
Inglorious Basterds had more action in the trailer. Seriously, all the action in the movie would take up about 7 minutes worth of footage. It was brief and sudden when it happened. Still, having a little violence punctuates the power of the moment. A lot of talk but good talk. Some random moments occurred that are clear indicators that it was a Tarantino flick (HUGO STIGLITZ!! comes to mind). I enjoyed it though I might not watch it again for a while. Good shots, good black humor.
Katie and Tom left for Yur's. I stayed behind. I'm not much for cheap, nasty beer. Sure sometimes I feel like I am being judged for not wanting to partake in the constant consumption of booze but whatever, I'm saving money by not settling. One nice drink rarely still comes up as cheaper than many constant bad drinks.
Woke up and Katie said she and Tom were going to the Adult Soap Box Derby thing. She was going to leave in 10 minutes so if I wanted to join them, I had to do it quick. Showered and dressed in record time. Thankfully we stopped by Safeway on the way. Picked up a rice bowl with beef and broccoli on top. Mmm.
The Adult Soap Box Derby was the 13th. It is only adult in that the people driving are adults (this isn't some Devil's Point thing). Some classes in speed, some in creativity. We got a fairly good parking spot that was only a little walk up a steep hill to get to the track. We sat for a moment but the screaming kids were, well annoying. We moved farther up the hill and got a good spot in the shade. I sat on a blanket, Tom and Katie sat in foldy chairs.
There was a lego car, a car with people in a giant cauldron, a Flinstone's car, and soapbox with two barrels for the wheels. It went slow but it was awesome! Several of the passengers had squirt guns or water ballons.
We sat and drank and enjoyed the day. Jim sat near us but didn't come over to say hi. Tom's friend Joel stopped by and we exchanged bad jokes. Liz, and her friends William and Amy also sat with us. Later on I recognized Thom sitting up the hill from us, so I went to say hi. BT and BT's friend and partner in the moustache wax making business Evan were also with him. Sat and chatted. It was Evan's birthday.
At around 4:30 we decided to pack it in. The derby was held at a park on Mount Tabor. Past 55th on the East side. Tom drove us back. The two of them debated seeing a movie and I suggested Inglorious Basterds. Katie found that a 5:30 was showing at Cinemagic so off we went, back over to the other side! There was a line but not so big. The theatre was decently crowded and we sat nearer to the front.
Inglorious Basterds had more action in the trailer. Seriously, all the action in the movie would take up about 7 minutes worth of footage. It was brief and sudden when it happened. Still, having a little violence punctuates the power of the moment. A lot of talk but good talk. Some random moments occurred that are clear indicators that it was a Tarantino flick (HUGO STIGLITZ!! comes to mind). I enjoyed it though I might not watch it again for a while. Good shots, good black humor.
Katie and Tom left for Yur's. I stayed behind. I'm not much for cheap, nasty beer. Sure sometimes I feel like I am being judged for not wanting to partake in the constant consumption of booze but whatever, I'm saving money by not settling. One nice drink rarely still comes up as cheaper than many constant bad drinks.
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