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Costumes in 5 minutes or less

My friend and former roommate wanted me to send her pictures of me in my Halloween Costume. I hadn’t planned on dressing up, but when I thought about it there were a number of different ideas that came to mind. None of them were especially brilliant, but all were things I could put together in five minutes or less. Now, stormy weather pushed beggar’s night from Thursday to today, so I thought today would be an appropriate time to post the pictures.


Costume 1: Merida Gone Brunette


Costume 2: Pied Piper


Costume 3: Pirate


Costume 4: Evil Cabbie (that’s for you Sherlock fans, also it’s an excuse for me to wear my favorite hat which was a gift from a friend)

Beautiful morning

This artwork remains difficult. It could almost look good, almost. But the important thing now is getting done.


It’s so nice that life doesn’t have to be monotonous. Nature conspires against such things. Today it decided produce a beautiful sunrise, and a rainbow.



Coming to your senses

I’m starting not to like the image I’m working on, but I’ve come to far to scrap it so I’ve got to try to salvage it.


In the meantime, I’ve been doing other things of value. Most notably, I’ve been reading one of my textbooks that I couldn’t sell back winter semester, called Coming to Your Senses. It’s great, because it does motivate you to take a second look at the world around you and to develop greater sensitivity through the arts. It talks about creativity and the humanities. Wonderful reading. I also mended a few pairs of jeans, and yesterday it rained so I took some photos. I’m no photographer by any means (seriously, I haven’t the foggiest) but I hope you enjoy :). Life is beautiful.



Progress report

Well, I figured out something to do with one of my doodles yesterday. I drew on the back of one of my index cards left over from school this past year, one of those big indext cards. Like… 5×8 or something. Anyway, I did it for two reasons. 1) I wasn’t exactly sure of what I was doing, so I figured if I worked on a smaller scale than I usually do, it would take less time and therefore not be as big a loss if I don’t get it right. 2) The dementions were better for what I had in mind than an average computer paper. I needed something more… horizontal.

So I started that and…. I didn’t finish. It took me that long to come up with what I was doing. And then there was the fact that I lent my laptop and my workspace to my younger sister so she could write in her story. One of our computers died, so there’s sort of a waiting line for all the other computers. Still, I didn’t finish coloring an index card.

I’m not sure I like what I have. Though there must be some aspects of it I like, because… I keep thinking it’s going to turn out fairly decently. We’ll see.

And… another Thanksgiving day hike picture. Don’t worry, I don’t have too many more of these.



So…. I started by thinking I’ll do a little doodling to brainstorm for an image. Then I thought I might be in the mood for doing some more silhouette pictures, and maybe my doodles could help me brainstorm for that. But the page of ‘big paper’ that I had been using for my doodles for the past few days has been filled. So what I ended up doing for the longest time was just looking at some of those doodles, because I think some of them are really beautiful. Hey, it’s healthy for an artist to admire her work sometimes. And I love these doodles, but for some of them I just can’t figure out how to translate them to a larger, colored image. That’s… something you’d think would be easier, but it isn’t as simple as it seems at times. For a few, they work in odd dementions, for other’s it’s a matter of filling space, needing to add things, or arrange them in a way that creates the most visual impact… and of course there’s the color pallette to be worked out, which is getting harder since I need to restock on quite a few colored pencils.

But these doodles are lovely. They’re like little seeds, full of potential- I just need to crack the shell so that they can grow and flourish. It would be sad to leave them by the wayside.

Look at me, waxing sentimental about these silly little doodles. Sometimes I wonder at myself. But if that’s something unique about me, why can’t I explore that for possibilities. I mean, if I don’t who will right?

I’m going to try to work with these doodles to see if I can come up with something. That will be my assignment for the day. Not neccisarily something big, but something. Preferably colored.

And for the sake of color, here’s another photo from our Thanksgiving Hike.


Acknowledgement :)

Well, I feel like a bit of a nerd. Mostly because yesterday, I found a video on Youtube that I had been looking for. It was actually shown to me in my English class last year, and I really liked it. Sombody named Sir Ken Robinson talking about education and creativity. These are two things I can get fairly enthusiastic about, so it was nice to be able to watch it again. And then, just because technology is so amazing, I could look at other videos of him giving lectures or speeches or whatever you would like to call them. I also found some videos of other intelligent people talking about things like creativity and motivation and other such stuff. It was really great.  So that was wonderful, I could just listen to all of it, learn a few things, and it made me want to do things, you know.

One of the things that was nice to hear from Sir Ken Robinson was that he was talking about was how everybody is deeply talented and talented in a unique way. But people don’t know their talents, some aren’t even aware that they had any- and to the degree that they don’t know their talents they can’t develop them. His point was that this is a problem, and the educational system isn’t doing anything to help when it can. But for me it was just nice to hear… acknowledgement I guess. Because I’ve been struggling with knowing what my talents are (yes, art- but other than that as well) and what I’m supposed to do with them and how I’m supposed to develop them, and it’s nice to know that somebody is aware of this difficulty and treats it like it really is a problem. So because of that, I’m more eager to explore my possibilities and creative potential, find out what I can do.

I’m actually wondering if I’m kind of in the mood for watercolor. I’d have to do some cleaning up if I want to do that. Collect all of my scattered colored pencils and all that. There is no longer an urgency to do calendar images, though I’m fine with coming up with ideas for those as well. I’ll see what I can do.

Oh yeah, and I need to make bananna bread.

And now, for the sake of color, another picture from our Thanskgiving Hike. That’s my parents in the distance there. They weren’t posing or anything, I just snuck a picture of them.

Okay, following up what I was saying earlier. I have made the bananna bread. I’ve also worked a little bit with my watercolors, mostly just playing around with them, seeing what I could do before planning out an actual image. What I’ve discovered, or rediscovered, is that watercolors are really great for backgrounds. Like one of my images is a really nice salt-glazed… atmosphere? it isn’t really anthing but color and texture. So I’m sitting here going “…. this is pretty, but what am I going to do with it. It needs something on top, something for the foreground.” Two difficulties arise with this. One is I don’t know what is to go on the foreground, the other is I’m worried I’ll ruin what I’ve done before. That second one is particularly one I encounter in this sort of hobby, but I’ll have to move past it eventually.


Back to businesss

Well, I decided to use this Thanksgiving Break time to reread a webcomic I haven’t read in years. Note to self: webcomics can last for a long time, so the process of reading them all in one go can be extremely mindnumbing, but enjoyable nonthless. No wonder they give it to you one page at a time.

Anyway, now that I’m done with that, I need to get back to buisness. I currently have about sixteen images with which I can assemble a calendar. It is no longer really necessary that I create any more calendar images, although it is nice to have a certain… objective when it comes to creating these images.

Part of me wants to try something aside from art. Like creative writing. I wish I could tell you how many documents I have on my computer in which I fiddle around with creative writing. Bunches and bunches of little scenes and incomplete thoughts. So even though I’ve spent a fair amount of time dabbing into it, it’s awefully hard to feel acomplished when you haven’t got anything finished. Maybe if I keep at it for another ten years, I’ll have something- like how it took me twenty years to get to where I am with art. That’s a little disheartening.

I am an expert at disheartening myself. Which is why I need a mentor. Positive reinforcement, that’s the ticket.

For the sake of adding color to this post, I am including more pictures from our Thanksgiving Hike.

Family time

This is possibly the best family photo we’ve had in years. We never have our pictures professionally taken, practically all our family photos are taken using the a ten second timer, and Dad scrambling to get in the picture on time. Then of course, someone will be looking away, have their eyes closed, or is not smiling. This we took on our family outing, a hike through an indian mound reserve not even twenty minutes away from home driving. It’s one of our favorite places to go for a family outing. We are actually standing on a slope, with the camera set on the ledge of a rock. I had to crop out the patch of moss that is sitting right in front of the lense. So… not the best of photos, but better than we usually have and I like it. I’m the one on the far right.

Sunrise, Sunset

I have just discovered another reason why I like sunsets better than sunrises. The obvious reason is that you have to be awake to see sunrises, and that’s much easier to do with sunsets. But what I discovered today was that sunsets are easier for me to photograph. Where I live, there’s too much stuff in the way over in the east to get a decent picture. In the west, I just need to walk down the bike trail for a little bit, and I can get a clear shot. But there was a lovely sky this morning so…



Anyhow, still not really in the mood for art, but that’s okay, because I’ve got a few other comissions. One sister wants me to write out a comedy skit for us to perform on Thanksgiving, the other thinks I should work more on my comic. So… all I have to do is be funny. Some people are really good at that. And they should savor that talent, because it’s really very useful in life.

Wish me luck on today’s endeavors.

My own cheerleader

Well, it looks like I’m going to have to rely more on self motivation than on external encouragement. I’m not getting as much reaction from my Facebook friends on my art anymore. So I’m just going to have to be my own cheerleader. I can do that I suppose. I was having trouble yesterday, having posted my latest image and somehow knowing that it wasn’t going to see a lot of comments. And then I got the idea for my next image and I wondered, “Do I really want to do this today?” I don’t typically get around to the initial coloring the same day I finish the previous project. But I got the idea, and I liked the idea, and at any rate it would stay in my head until I got it out. So I started. And it was difficult to keep at it, but then I went on youtube and started listening to sentimental sort of music, like ‘Back to Pooh Corner’ and ‘Rainbow Connection.’ That kept me going.

It was kind of interesting being melencholic while working on this next image, a celebration of autumn with warm, happy colors. But I think the music I mentioned before managed to bridge the two emotions with a feeling of… nostalgia. And that was nice. It at least got some color down.

But I can’t stop there. I’ve got to be my own cheerleader, and that’s not as easy as it would sound. It challenges my sense of self discipline, to motivate myself to do this and to have fun doing it (just motivating myself to do it is hard, but not impossible thanks to my guilty conscience).