it's about the process, man.

Bad night=GIS collage.

It's not a work of art, but making it was a good release.

meh.

Yup.

After a week dedicated to the Vagina Monologues, I guess I was inspired. So here it is, my most recent (and perhaps most disturbing) 3D design project thus far.

But is it art?

The first picture is the result of my latest endeavor. Fabric on gessoed wood, if anyone cares.

The other picture is the mess I made in attempting to complete this. I am now off to clean up said mess. But look, it's like a scavenger hunt, kids! How many pairs of scissors did I use?

Wonder if the neighbors will frown upon my vacuuming at 10:30p. Oh well.

yeah i don't know either.

Fabric, acrylic, glitter, fabric paint, and paper on canvas.

Well I'm impressed.

My brother Ian strikes again. Him and his fancy newfangled digital camera...anyway, I think this is just an awesome picture of our dog, Streak. So, mad props to Ian for being cool, and here's a link to some more of his photos.

Procrastination is a beautiful thing.

Maybe it's writer's block or maybe it's that science classes leech me of the will to live, but I haven't been able to write here very much lately. I just don't have much to say. There isn't too much going on.

The only event in my life now is school. I go to class all day, and then when I'm done, I do homework for a good chunk of the night. I work like the hounds of hell are after me, and yet I still feel that I'm falling behind. It's a bit maddening. I often wonder why I even bother, especially since I'm in a major I hate and don't plan to use. But even in the classes I do enjoy, the work seems tedious and excessive. I know, I know, I shouldn't complain. College is supposed to be the best (5) years of your life. I'm sure having a real people job is not going to be better. But at the moment, I am feeling overwhelmed and unenthusiastic about this whole academic thing.

I long for a rejuvenation of my creative and artistic energies. My writing is languishing (as you can tell!) and it's been ages since I've painted. The only "creative" thing I've been doing is working on my project for sculpture, which is basically hideous. The human face does not translate well to Plastilina. Especially in the hands of a very amateur sculptor. The professor's harsh criticism doesn't do much for the self esteem either. Some of his comments to various classmates: "It's starting to look like a werewolf." "This has gotten worse since last week." "Well, it's not bad...but it's not good, either." Is it any wonder that I get nervous about going to that class?

Yes, the school work is relentless, but this is what I signed up for, I suppose. The good news is that I will be getting a small break, as I'm going on retreat this weekend. I'm very excited about this because it will give me a chance to think about my life as a whole and not just as a student. And it will be restful. And I may even get a chance to write or draw. It should be good.

Were you touched by His Noodly Appendage?

I am endlessly amused by this, an open letter to the Kansas School Board. While the School Board is proposing that Intelligent Design theory be taught in public schools, perhaps they should be aware that there is more than one theory of intelligent design.

Aside from pondering whether eating spaghetti is a sacrament or an abomination, I haven't been doing a whole lot lately. I've been completely lazy. I did go to the art museum today, which was lovely. I decided to sketch for a bit, and at one point, a guard came up to me an complimented me on what I was drawing. It was an awkward moment, for several reasons. First, my drawing isn't too great at all. I just started drawing a few months ago! Second, I mainly draw for my own amusement, not to impress anyone. And finally, but related, I hate when people look over my shoulder when I'm writing/drawing/reading. It seriously gets to me. The guy meant no harm, but it still gave me the jibbidy-jibbidies. Oh well.

Now, I leave you with this. It also amuses me.

Waterfall (unfinished). Watercolor.

Three more.

Shells. Watercolor.

2:37 am. Pen and ink.

This should be interesting...

From class today.



I sorta rushed to finish this, but I kinda like it. For the record, watercolor does not stay in the lines!