Today

This pretty much says it all. And the fact that I forgot to flip the image is an added testament to my confusion and decreasing motivation. Going to continue to draw and maybe see if I come up with anything decent. Blah.

Crafts

Crafts are now my life. I just made this circle scarf. Its VERY thick and wraps around my neck twice. I can pull it all around my head so all that is peeking out are my eyes, which is what I look for in a scarf to combat the Rochester weather. I'm really happy with it :) Hence me putting it on the internet, even if its just so one other person can see.

Cleaning.

Lately I have felt the urge to purge my room of all things that I do not need anymore in a desperate attempt to ease my anxiety about...everything.

Tonight, unable to sleep, I tackled a very interesting corner of my room. It is situated in a corner between a disorderly bin of my past art work and a refrigerator. This corner contained 3 boxes of memorabilia from my childhood. The makings of a scrap book... before the book. This was YEARS of untouched, accumulated junk that has been sitting in that corner since we moved to this house in 2006. Tonight I took upon the task of organizing it:

Here are some of the things that I found:

1. Concert tickets: from the Backstreet Boys to Nine Inch Nails (to name a select few)
2. Old riding ribbons from my first and only horse show. (I was good)
3. Diaries, which I wont go into detail about because they are like most young girl thoughts: ridiculously innocent and vapid.
4. Old cologne from my Dad. Not the greatest thing to remember. I also found some sad notes from him and my mom.
5. A cool Cheerios container (which I will now be using to carry my Cheerios)
6. Newspaper clippings from 9/11 (bizarre to look at now) I think I had some idea of doing a big collage piece with all the cut out articles, but very much like myself 8 years later, I never finished the project.
7. A portrait I drew of Blink 182 with the word "fuck" drawn in fire behind them.
8. An entire box full of magazines. Don't ask me why I thought they were worth saving.
9. Pocahontas trading cards.

Overall, I would say that looking back all those years was not so much fun as it was incredibly depressing. So much has changed that I never would have thought I would end up where I am today. Never the less, I will be scrap booking all that shit very soon, along with a whole crap load of photos that I still have to go through. (And when I say scrap booking, I really mean filing away all that paper into some folder. There will be no cut out graduation hats or stars anywhere.)

More recent

Something I started tonight. I really really like where it is going. I know you can't see much by the photo but I am excited. (Comments/suggestions are always welcome)

Tonight painting really felt good. Smelling all that toxic shit is nice sometimes. Makes me think I am back to sophomore year in the painting studios of RISD (nostalgic moment, fuck). I am going to build up the layers a lot in places like I started doing at the end of my independent study with Chad last quarter. I liked placing one bit of color next to another and not really blending everything, so that the mark of the paint (I think) is more interesting and more expressive.

Hopefully I'll have some more progress photos as this goes on.

I really want to start taking some workshops outside of RIT....intaglio, screen printing, loom weaving...things like that, I am trying to not need to go for a masters degree because I definitely do not have the money and being in more debt doesn't sound fun. Hopefully workshops will satisfy me. I need to do some research. I might have to go outside of Rochester....again suggestions welcome haha (suggestions for my life as well because its almost time to leave the nest and I still have no idea what I am going to do.)

Recent

This is what I have been up to. Can you tell what it is? Ha, probably not. Still more to add. I'm really enjoying the process of making these physical quilted things. Sewing is really good for calming me down, something that painting hasn't been doing for a while, and even now doing this it is often frustrating, but I guess it works itself out. I'm just generally frustrated I guess.

More to come?

What?

I got into the Cornhill Arts Festival on a student application.
Woah. What the fuck? Basically I get to be in the festival for a cheep price (like 1/3 of the price), and get to sell/promote my stuff.

How did this happen?