slow motion

I dozed off a little in my last 30 minutes of work and due to that occurrence I was operating in slow motion all the way home. I checked out some library books so I have some reading for the break. Sure I have plenty of reading from my own shelves but this is library reading. Its nice, its not mine, its McSweeney's. Yeah. I got home, turned on my computer, and decided to lay back in bed a little and nap. Ibanez crawled over my face and neck. I ended up laying with my head cocked to one side to accommodate Ibanez sleeping on my other shoulder and over my chest. His stomach warmed my face.

Then I fell asleep.

For almost three hours.

Now I am in slow motion again. I think I'll make some popcorn and watch I Am Legend. Or just put on proper pajamas and go back to sleep. I am far more exhausted than I originally thought.

Mum just called me. She found my old copics! Wheee, now I have two sets. How spoiled am I?

Comic class was half a discussion of Zombies and what they are metaphors for. The other half was Diana Schutz and Brett Warnock talking about Dark Horse, Top Shelf, comics, anthologies, and how to show them portfolios. It was a great discussion, I was just unfortunately out of it and could barely stay awake. They seem like awesome open people. Some day, I will show them what I can do.

Work was work. Got my job done. Had a long lunch and still had time after. The MFA are back. Tricia gave me some advice on which Yoga poses I should be doing. So excited to leave, I am done! SPRING BREAK!

SPRING BREAK IS HERE! SPRING BREAK IS-zzzzzzzz.....

speedy art removal, at your service

My thighs ache so much. Yoga and the double bike ride ended up being not such a great combination. It was also pouring rain on my second return so my pants got nice and soaked. It was blue skies when I road to school so I didn't think to bring my rain pants. Silly silly me.

But I am amazingly on top of things! I got my letter in, and it is on display now along with about six others. Some are amazing and some are...decent. I have my readers response done for comic lit class. And then I just had a long chat with Lindsay and now it looks like I will be in bed an hour later than I intended. But it isn't 2am so that is great.

My critique went well. It was more about me showing my process that got to my final product than just the final thing. They liked my explanation and I think I delivered it well and convincingly. It was a really mild and even critique, it wasn't negative or positive. I think people just got a better idea of my thoughts and how I work. Maybe. I had some technical difficulty with my presentation but I got it working. I had to speed it up near the end but I think people liked it. Modou cut Lindsay off in her presentation. I don't know why, very peculiar.

Rode home and arrived nice and dry. Finished up season three of Project Runway. Gobbled some food. Cuddled Ibanez. Left early and wrote up my proposal for my painting final. Another critique day. Jason's portrait or yours truly was widely admired (as was his self portrait). Annie said I looked a bit stalker-esque, and someone else said I resemble an evil genius. People dig me, I guess.

The critique enlisted much help from the classmates in removing and putting up the pieces. When people put tacks around the pieces to hold them up, it made it very easy to bend them ever so slightly and remove them. I amazed people with my mad art removing skills.

Raining raining raining as I went home. More Project Runway. Read the rest of The Walking Dead. Wrote it up. Put it on my drive. Now all I have to do is turn it in and then I am free for 10 days!

U, G, and the devil makes three

Uh oh. I'm up late. This doesn't bode well for tomorrow! Another helping of all class critique (actually, the one for Modou will only be about four people but I'm up so it should be...an experience).

Karen lured me up at around 9 to work on our letters together. We both finished ours up and they look really amazing. Hers is such an illustrator work and mine is uhm. I dunno, an interesting composition and play with light? Yeah but ours look cool. I hope when we put them up that ours are not the only two that go beyond a unique typeface(I saw Carlos' C and it was pretty much a geometric C with some line work). I finished mine before hers so I read The Walking Dead for my class. It starts the same as 28 Days Later and has a great deal of cliche within it. However, I like where it is going and might buy more (when I get around to depositing my paycheck).

Robin and Kristen (Kirsten, shoot I forgot again) were also in our company today and we laughed it up and teased each other and produced work and critiqued it. I am going to do portraits for my painting final project, I think I have enough interest that I won't be short on models (I'll bribe them with food). Robin worked on her beautiful book and K. worked on her math homework.

Yoga is getting much more difficult for me to do. Which doesn't make sense as I have been doing it more and more. I can't lock my legs in straight (I probably shouldn't consider it locking either) and I have poor balance. I can back bend like nobodies business though. Hmmn. I'll have a chat with Tricia one of these classes.

I folded some more cranes and talked about stuff with Chelsey while waiting for yoga to begin.

In my printing class, if people seem to feel they can get away with leaving early they do. I was there for the full class and I think I might be the only person with the design on their stone right now. That is good though, I can get my prints off early and go to work on my plates once again. From 11 to 12:30 and 2 to 3:30, it was all Intaglio demonstration and lecture. Such a complicated process but it is worth it for how much prints you can do. I'm excited to start work on mine. I have a clear idea for how I want to take it. Intaglio has such cute words for the chemicals and materials it uses. Pymtim, touche (tOOsh), uhm. There are others and maybe it isn't pymtim but yeah. It is complicated but if it works out I might return to it, if possible.

During lunch was the most awesome official lunchtime in the commons Comic Club presents an open for all Comic Jam. It went better than I expected. We had a crowd, we had new people, we had seasoned pros, we had pizza, we had a large number of jams produced and a fair number of them were magnificent! Such a good group. There were Vietnam flashbacks, killer bunnies, more bunnies, sandworms and the cowboys who rode them, dreams, and time travelling spectacles.

It was a long day but oh so good. Tomorrow I have some reading and writing to do but I am done on the required art front! Well, the immediately due art front. Huzzah! I might have some visitors during Spring Break. Some of the family sort and some of the friend sort. I'm not coming home. I need to unwind here.

crush you into a diamond

After scrapping my first few ideas, I have a sketch for my intaglio! Actually, if it comes across well enough I think this image has real potential. It is all composed and stuff!

Today was a double dipping of critique.

Experiments in Drawing has some really great critique, I'm just getting tired of how Sarah dislikes every single piece but her own. I won't get started on her piece (lest I get another email from mom) but blimey! All I can say is hearts, bunnies, and kittens oh my! Some of the work was admittedly done just because Modou said to do it, some had happy accidents, some were stunning, some were daring feats, some were the Mormon view of Heaven, some had color and line that were reminiscent of a meniscus, and some were coloring book cut outs.

I went home and pretty much put on Project Runway and painted my self portrait. Correction: my horrifically ghastly self portrait. The smile is more a sneer (intentionally drawn so), the skin is gray and lifeless, the hair is dull, and the contrast is not punched enough. The eyes are also massively uneven. Not really all that great. When I got to class I had fun disturbing my classmates with it. Karen in particular.

Painting was 10 minute critiques for every classmate. It was all the work we have done thus far and basically an overview of what is going right and wrong. Very general and nice critique. What is going right for me: attention to certain detail in landscapes and facial hair. What I need to work on: speed of painting, saturation of color on figures, not making my figures so assembled, and making my eyes less wibbly. It is a very nice class. I feel a little left out because this is my first semester and the majority of my classmates are second semester and are already used to each other. But I'm making nice.

Drawing critique is more in depth about meaning, painting has a focus on technique. That suits the classes.

Afterwards I went home, watched MORE Project Runway, drew, watched the second half of Casino Royale while drawing, ate (frozen)stir fry, and sort of looked at my G a little.

How amazing does Robert Downey Jr. look in Tropic Thunder?

the camel goes Moo

I keep wasting time, that's no good! I'm lacking motivation. Spring break can't come around soon enough. Need a break to refresh.

Art History got into Rembrandt and the like. Short class today. I forgot a knife so I had to prepare my peanut butter sandwiches with just my finger. Diana utilized my laser during one of the slides.

Melanie had her dogs during our Yoga class. During my stomach rolls one dog, Moo, came and lay down on me. Really sweet doggie but I can't do Yoga with it on me. We did a new pose, the camel, and I am slowly getting the Chaturanga Dandasana.

Stopped by Trader Joe's. I'm not really short on food or juice I just needed some variety. Pasta, eggs, and sandwiches grow thin fast. I bought some frozen stir fry, some different pasta (it is so cheap, I can't resist!), granola bars, and some other munchies. I just don't know what is cheap and gets prepared quick but doesn't expire that quickly.

And now to work on my self portrait! Oh, gotta call mom first.

there go my arteries

I just got back from a late night trek to the Roxie. Or is it the Roxy? Anyway, whatever it is called, is a 24 hours place with lots of fun fried and covered in cheese food. I had deep fried shrimp with fries, Jim had cheese fries, and Karen had a grilled cheese sandwich and fries. The service was slow but just the experience of going out to an all night place at eleven o'clock on a Sunday night, that is pretty damn sweet.

I had a very extremely slow start to the day. I just sort of munched on food and watched Project Runway, some documentaries about magic, and some other stuff. I dunno. I didn't sleep in but still I got a late start.

Went to Karen's at about 7ish and drew my self portrait. I'm smiling but not actually smiling in it. I didn't start painting it because I knew once I started I couldn't stop, what with the lighting changes and all that. The sketch looks pretty badass. I'm looking a little deranged and whatnot. We watched Hot Fuzz while being productive on our paintings. And then Jim came over and we started watching O Brother Where Art Thou. The night was dominated by movie conversation and class talk. Jim promised to see In Bruges with me and since I am writing it here for all the world to see he BETTER GO!

Fun night, lazy day. Last week till spring break, finally!

sadly, it is not raining men

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

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

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

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

X_X

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

model for a day

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

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

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

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

Now to do some reading responses!

not so much romancing the stone as grinding it

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

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

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

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

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

comrade from Japan

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

feeling Crumby

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Cimabue is a pretty name

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

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

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

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

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

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

grumpy. and then I get some chocolate in me.

Today was fun. I was a little grumpy for the first part as some of my plans had fallen through but eventually I got into it and had a good time.

I went to Seattle!

PNCA put on a trip to the Emerald City and I signed up. I didn't know our itinerary until we were on the bus so I didn't want to delude anyone into thinking there was possible hanging out time with yours truly.

I arrived at school on time at 7:55. We didn't leave for another 45 minutes. Leaving at almost 9:00 and trying to be back in Portland at 10:00 doesn't actually leave the greatest length of time to really see Seattle. They bus us around the U District and some sprawl of warehouses; it really takes away the chance from the people who have never really been to Seattle. I think they should leave considerably earlier. Hit the galleries early in the day and hit Pike's Place Market and Seattle Center later in the day.

The Henry had mostly boring exhibits. There was a great installation of tinfoil casts of the artists body at various stages of bending over. But the photography was just, "oh wow look I made my photos really big and shiny on nice paper" and nothing really moved me about them. The Frye had a great R. Crumb exhibit with videos of him comic jamming, his original drawings and comics, and even a few sculptures. I loved that. Diana, Robin, and I got into a wee debate about his offensiveness (ys he is offensive but that is stating the obvious. I'm looking for the, "okay yes, what else about him?" conversation). The next gallery had some photos of David Bowie lyrics on mattresses. It was cool how he found all the mattresses to write on but once I got it that was pretty much it and I was bored. Western Bridge had Isaac Julien's The Long Road to Mazatlan playing. I thought it was amazing. The video installation was three separate projections that were synchronized and it played sometimes three points of view of one scene, or a wide semi connected shot of the same thing, or entirely separate shots happening. It and the R. Crumb show made the trip worth it.

I was tired and grumpy up till around the Frye. Many of the exhibits bored me. We were not anywhere near Pike's Place so I was unable to swing by quickly and say hi to Llyw. The food was okay. I snacked plenty and the ride was fairly comfortable. Read some more of Choke. Was the trip worth it? I guess so. I wouldn't have done anything else with the day except sleep in. I'm doing that tomorrow.

We watched Ferris Bueller's Day Off going up to Seattle and The Royal Tenenbaums returning. Both enjoyable but I started to fall asleep on Jim during the latter. I rarely am in bed before midnight on a Saturday. Or a Sunday or a Tuesday...and many other days for that matter.

Jim and I walked Diana home and then I walked Jim to the nearest Max Station. Company makes everything go faster.

pizza haiku

Long day was long. But it didn't feel that long.

Comic class went fast and we got out early. I went to the post office and mailed some things off then I went to the museum to check out a Renaissance painting to write about for my class. I had a little amount of time left before work so I did a quick run through of the new exhibit on display. Lots of nice pictures of dancers from Henri Toulouse-Lautrec, Degas, and one other dead dude. They lumped most of Toulouse-Lautrec at the end of the exhibit and those were the pieces I liked best.

I am learning to pace myself better at work and because of that I didn't have much time left at the end. One of the bathrooms had a big ink spill so that was exciting to clean up (I was actually thrilled that there was something to scrub up). Only about 40 pages left on Choke. It is getting really good now. Not sure if it is worth trudging through the first couple hundred pages for it though. Hmm.

Watched the Project Runway finale episode after work. I'm glad Rami didn't win. He gets all the exposure but none of the responsibility of having to fulfill the obligations of winning. He will be successful on his own awesome terms.

Movie night was Brazil. I haven't watched it in years and even then it was only once before. It blew me away! So beautiful and imaginative and depressing. Loved the casting and effects. Gilliam in general rocks 1/3 of the time. It ran a little long but still it was a cool thing to watch.

Rode home. Relaxed with Lindsay and Sully. Watched Pecker. Enjoyable film, somehow I have a different memory of the ending from when mom watched it (she also didn't allow me to watch it...maybe it was a different movie). Very sweet and innocent. Well, it was a little formulaic but I liked the cast and the performances. Also it was short, but maybe after watch Brazil anything under two hours seems short.

spaghetti pizza
much more tasty than it sounds
far better than corn

cake eating monkey

Went out to First Thursday. My first in a while (the weather has been horrible). I was originally going to go out with Lindsay and some of the boys that have been hovering around her lately but there were some complications about meeting up (I left my cell at home) so I went out with Karen, Diana, and Robin instead. We went to Black Fish (horrible digital prints and cute shrinky dink pieces), Elizabeth Leech (amazing collage work with puzzles) and a few other galleries. One had these heinous 80's paintings that we tore apart. With words of course. Karen said it reminded her of when you shave and you miss pieces and you have chunks left over. I said one was like Hostel II; better than the trash put out before but still pretty terrible. Diana just hated the majority of them. One of the Elizabeth Leech pieces Robin fell in love with. I think she is going to break into the gallery, steal it, run away and marry it.

We found our way down to the Pony Club gallery and took a gander at Erin's clock piece. It was cool but the gallery became stuffy and crowded really quick. I had to get out of there into the nice cool night. I am not claustrophobic but First Thursday might make me so.

I hit up Floating World Comics for my comics, boards, and bags (the latter two to put the new comics into). American Virgin was on its last issue and I must say FINALLY to that. The writing sucked and I was really just buying it for Cloonan. I also have two more Boys in and Doktor Sleepless. I am way behind in my comic reading. Hopefully Spring Break will remedy that.

After comics I met up with the gang again at Compound Gallery. They had a beautiful show devoted to Alice in Wonderland inspired artwork but it was insanely crowded so I couldn't enjoy it much. I'll come back later. We met up with Bebop and Elliot and some of their friends but Robin and I didn't stay around that long. We walked off towards PNCA/Goose Hollow together. We parted ways on 10th, her going South and myself going North. I was overheating from all the layers so I stopped and picked up a vanilla and caramel ice creme cone from the new shop on 11th and Johnson. It was delicious. I returned to PNCA, grabbed my stuff, checked out the hot security guard, and rode off into the night. I only needed a hoodie and my undershirts for the ride home and even then I was hot as I staggered in the door. Very tired! And still so much work to do.

I am a very safe bicyclist. I always stop at red lights and don't go through them even if I don't see anybody coming. I was ten seconds behind another PNCA biker today and they went through a couple red lights. Their dangerous biking only got them there about thirty seconds sooner. It isn't worth it.

Experiments in drawing was yet another work day. ARGHGGHGHGHGHGHG!!! WHAT THE HELL MODOU? This is like garageband with Gordon all over again. It is making me really frustrated and annoyed with the class. It is going no where. My piece is just all over the place and I add to it randomly. I'm going to add a few more Bigfoot and call it a day. I just don't know about it. Added some spray paint and that made me nauseous.

My break was spent painting my blanket and watching Project Runway out of the corner of my eye. Actually the painting turned out pretty fabulous. Working with a time crunch forces me to have more confidence in my color mixing and application.

This theme of speed carried over into my class today where Annie came by and confiscated my small brushes and told me I had 10 minutes to fill the figure with color. I managed to do it! Mostly! I had a few spots left but generally it was filled in by the end of the 10 minute deadline. The painting was, at the end of class, done! The first one! I'm amazing and rock so hard. Probably needs some more work but I filled the page and touched on every area of the piece. I'm so proud of myself that I could do that.

Cleaned up and went to the commons to wait for Lindsay. Ran into Matt who was sporting some snazzy glasses and a cool scarf. Gray really works on him. Tall Andy was around and a few other familiar faces. Ultimately I texted Lindsay on Karen's phone telling her I was going out with them. Swung by Craig's show (and once I figured out what was going on, I digged it) and briefly took another gander at Mia's.

Now to finish the last few sentences of my reading response and to stagger into bed.

printing is done, busy still not over

Hopefully my last long day for a while! I've been going strong with no breaks...except for all the Project Runway.

Anyway, there was a critique in printmaking and it went fairly well. Yoshi wasn't down with the wiping I did on my Bigfoot plate. It was generally agreed it needed more work but now that I know more about aquatint, I can do some snazzy, snazzy things! I wasn't really hurt in the critique as I was aware of the problems that already existed in my plates. I did my cine cole (shin cole? sine cole? I don't know...) print as well. It was a little askew but I like the direction in which it is going. Some cool prints were put up. Tea time also had snacks and that rocked.

Comic club was okay. Met another Rachel. Did some jams. I volunteered responsibility for the comic jam on the wall set up (nothing was getting done, it is also delayed). I am kinda going "crap, why did I do that?" But I also know some of the parties involved better than others so I guess I am right for the job.

I worked on my drawing assignment for Modou. We have critique tomorrow and I have no idea what is going to happen. I cut it out and stenciled it but its just, I don't know. The class is all over the place and I have no clue what he is going to have us do.

Yoga was in another room and it went pretty well. My arms couldn't hold up to some of the strain of downwards facing dog. I have no arm strength.

We had to hit the ceiling and yell at the guys above for the first time in a while tonight. They shut up after I yelled. Jerks.

Tomorrow is First Thursday, I have to work on a painting during my break, Friday is class and work and movie night, Saturday I have something and that leaves most of Sunday. Sunday night is a bonus yoga class because the teacher is on an MFA trip next week. Gee whiz! Spring break is only two and a half weeks away, spring break is only two and a half weeks away.

pointless, frustrating, decent, helpful, and crashitism

Experiments in Drawing was yet another near pointless work day. Nicole came in and gave an awesome lecture about her art. She is groovy.

I went straight to the print lab and worked on my bigfoot prints. They look terrible.

The fire alarm went off while I was printing so I was outside with my hands covered in ink. It didn't last long but still. I was grubby all day.

I only had an hour to kill between printing and painting so I chilled in the library and talked with some people in the library.

Painting was nude models and I had Scott. Scott is a great model. The painting turned out alright, nice color combinations and it looks a little like him. And I filled the page pretty well.

After I got home I went to Michael's to help him pack for his move. After packing we went to Sharis' for dinner. I started to crash a few bites into my burger.

I'm going to crash now. Good night all.

the man from Antarctica

Lindsay and I rode the red line all the way out to the airport to pick up her friend Sully. He is visiting for the week. He flew in from LA and before that he was in Hawaii and before that Australia and before that New Zealand and before that Antarctica. Yeah hes pretty cool.

Had an Art History test. I think I did fairly well. I blanked on one term but I knew the rest pretty well. I've had Libby before, I have no fear of her tests. Shes a fair but not harsh grader.

After that I was in the print lab for three hours. I finished one edition (plus a few extra/warm up prints) so whoo I'm almost done! It went really quick. Rachel, Rachel, and the girl who isn't a Rachel were in there with me so that was fun. Rachel (the one in my digital tools class) and I are going to trade prints. We both are doing creative wiping when it comes to our prints (so that they don't look bland).

I have accepted the fate that my hands won't be clean till the semester is over.

he's our little lamb

I am working on my painting for class, the one that I really assigned myself more work to do than was necessary. Haha, I think one more intense sit down is all it require. Just one more, just one more.

I was unable to sleep in today (work up at 8:45 am! what the hell?) so I just sat in front of the computer watching MORE Project Runway. I am almost halfway caught up with the entire series. It is so bad. Ibanez was extra cuddly as Lindsay was out all night and morning.

Today was really lazy. We took a walk to Art Media, we talked, I made cupcakes, we watched Project Runway. Yeah not much happened. I was just lazy and groggy. I think I was productive on something else but I really can't remember. Hmmn.. Wow I guess I really just wasted my Sunday except for painting. Dang, that was probably stupid of me. Monday is going to be packed full of printing and trying to piece together something for Modou. Oh and painting homework. DANG! I've been bad.

I've also been tired and frustrated and stressed. Procrastinating is not a cure for that but I need time to take it easy, my weeks are so busy. I have to allow myself these break because I know that I won't have them during the week. Its all study, paint, print, read, write. And my irregular sleep schedule doesn't help.

I can do it.