The Spotted Fox

So, one of my absolute favorite blogs is The Spotted Fox. They have some of the coolest etsy finds, awesome art and crafts, and they are teaching me slowly but surely easy recipes to ween me off of microwave dinners. Definitely go check them out here. You will not be disappointed. In fact, you will find a new favorite blog. You're welcome.

Art Show shmart shmow.

In exactly one week I will be hanging my photos in Java Cabana for my art show. I need to print 8 photos, window mount 10 photos and frame 10 photos. I'm a tad behind, and I'm officially entering freakout mode. I've decided I should not do shows during the school year. I just can't handle this pressure. At this point I have frames all over my room along with mat board and even my old portfolio for some reason.






















I wonder if I'll be sleeping here tonight...

So, if you're free on Friday, November 5th from 7p-9p, you are invited to my show! Here's the poster:






















Josh Breeden did a beautiful job. If you need any posters done, check out his website, St Francis Elevator Ride. He's insanely talented.

Ok, I wish I had some really clever wit to share, but my brain is currently being crushed with anxiety. Wish me luck. Oh! But I did find this little gem...


















It's the little things in life. Goodnight love.

King of Carrot Flowers

Tomorrow is the Friday of death. I work at 7:30a (which I don't think God gets up that early honestly) until 1p and then there is a private party of 70 (holy shit fuck 70 people) at Seize the Clay so I'll be there from 4p to... a million o'clock. Let's see how I handle that.

Saturday I'm going to two weddings and I bought a new dress and I feel like Lisa Loeb in it which makes me want to be her slightly.


































What a good 90's celebrity. She's so adorable. She always made me feel more attractive for having glasses.

Anyways, I'm so glad it's finally feeling like autumn outside. My personality is definitely leaning towards Spring but right now, my soul sits well with Fall. I needed the change. I think we all did. Change is good. Change is good. Just keep saying that to yourself. I have an art show in November. November 5th. Remember remember the 5th of November. Yeah, I know. I'm really nervous but really excited. I've never had an art show and I'm nervous to put myself out there. Yes I know I have to do it. If I don't put myself out there, completely bare and raw in front of everyone I'm pretty sure I'll explode. I wonder if all people are supposed to put themselves out there for the world to see and possibly not accept. I'm not one for keeping secrets. If I'm happy, I say it. If I like you, I tell you. I am a terrible liar. So all I can do in my existence is be exactly who I am all the time. However, I am petrified of not being accepted. Enter anxiety disorder. Ah well, I try to let the daily happys sink in over the bad. Here's a few, I hope they make you smile on the inside.


















Courtsey of monkey ink design


















































Courtesy of The Spotted Fox


And I've really been into this girl on youtube named "Veronnie." Her sound is very raw and refreshing and this is one of my favorites of hers. Now that I've shown you some of my happy little images, show me some of yours. Leave me a comment telling me some of your daily happys.
Goodnight lovers.

Dream Weaver, I believe you can get me through the night.

Something I have realized every year is around the same time (mid-October) my mother will call me and ask me if I have made a Christmas list. Every year I say no, and she will proceed to tell me she needs to "check it twice" and so on. Cute and annoying all at the same time. So, I think to remind myself to make this Christmas list I never remember to make I'll keep up with a sort of wish list on here. So, here are some things I can remember at the time being:


























It's a mp3 player/cassette. You can play it in cassette players and upload music from your computer. It's amazing and I want it so hard.
























A super adorable gym bag I found on Etsy by MonkeyFootDesigns.



















Modern Family Season 1 on dvd. Every episode is better than the next.














A GPS for my beautiful car. TomTom sounds cool.


















A new ukulele. I love my pineapple uke but it's time for an upgrade.



















The complete Daria series. I've wanted this for a long time.


















Some really bad ass running shoes, like these Puma Complete Vectanas. I've started training for a 5K and all I can think about is new running shoes.























I want this amazing vintage Backpacking Hiking Bunny Calendar by YeehawIndustries. I love calendars and I always have great intentions of being organized with calendars, date books, and the like. This calendar might actually do it for me.




















This beautiful 12x15 print called Aflutter by ThePaperApartment. I need more art in my bedroom, hallway, home, life. This is gorgeous and needs to be around me so I may admire it properly.
























Another incredible print named Bang Bang by Vantiani. I just need more art. Hopefully Christmas will be the time I get it!



















I am needing a new phone (my phone works fine, but has been dropped numerous times in the last two years and isn't quite as pretty as it once was) and Cricket now has an Android phone! Must. Have.
























I have been seriously considering becoming "my own hero" and joining the Memphis Roller Derby. I want to start training with these amazing white and purple roller skates! I was looking for some with Barbie, but I think the cut off age of those is 7.























My Photo I teacher, Annette Fournet, is an incredible photographer and she is the woman that introduced me to the amazing Holga camera. This plastic toy camera takes dreamy photos that I cannot help but fall in love with. I found this Holga 135 Twin Lens Reflex Camera. I need it. Badly.


And that's it for now! I hope you are all making your fun Christmas lists too! Even if I don't get anything from my list, it's still fun to find things that make me smile.

If you need me, I will follow

I love Gilmore Girls. I thought I grew out of it but I didn't. But now I'm not sure if it's one of those things that I like because it's really good or because it's nostalgic. At any rate, my morning class was canceled and I'm enjoying an episode from season 1 on ABC Family.

Now that I'm finally part of the land of the living again, I've been catching up on work. I hate the fact that I work so hard and have 2 jobs and I still barely get by. I keep hearing these rumors that these are, in fact, the best days of my life, but that has yet to be seen. Luckily, Seize the Clay as a job really makes up for the lack of money. I finally got some pictures from the store on my computer.





































I love working there so much. I'm not sure when or how, but eventually I want to own my own Seize the Clay and watch little kids paint and tell them they're amazing and watch their faces light up. I want to make fun knick knacks and art and work my ass off and have a blast. I cannot wait.

It's a birthday party. It's your birthday party.

I have been sick since Labor Day. I am not going to lie, I'm terrible at being sick. I hate laying in bed, I whine like a 2 year old, and I never get anything I need done because I watch excessive amounts of Rugrats and Californication. So, I'm going to write for a bit.

I went out with my parents and my cousin Amber and her husband to Alfred's for my mom's 55th birthday. She is now able to get senior citizen discounts in many different places and she is going out dancing downtown in her pink jumpsuit and silver lace-up platforms. My mother is one of a kind, and I love it. And yes, I am jealous that she is 55 and still looks like she's 17.




I had a lot of fun images to share on this evening, but apparently no website supports camera raw images, which really pisses me off. So, my mother in pink is all I have. My apologies.

I was talking to my friend from Bethel, Sean, today and he's working at the university. This got me thinking, maybe I could get a job at Bethel after graduation. Maybe I could start a photo class and teach? Or maybe I could get a job with the Bethel magazine and take pictures for Renaissance? I could travel and be a photographer. I mean, this could be a really good opportunity for me. I have a lot connections through the school anyways, might as well use them. For some reason the actual aspect of a job is giving me tangible motivation to get out of school and be a real life adult.
Thoughts like these make me wonder what my future is going to be. Who am I going to know? Who will I be close to? What will I believe in? Will I make a family or will I make the other people in the world my family? Will art dictate my actions? Will I finally know what art is at that point? So many ideas to think about, and the thinking is the funnest part. I'm young and I know what I believe in and I know what and who I love. I guess I'm just tired of waiting for this life to turn on. If I had to give a piece of advice to a younger generation (as if any younger generation is ever willing to take advice when they know everything already) my advice would be, "Look, I know in this society, in this world we are supposed to go to college to get a degree to make a better life, but in my experience, think before you decide. Maybe college isn't the answer. Sometimes college is what people do when they have no idea what to do. You don't always need a degree, I know I probably didn't."

But hey, I'll always be a kid.

Pealed the freckles from our shoulders

The summer is over. I had my goals, and though I didn't exactly conquer all I wanted, I am satisfied. But now the school semester has started...yet again, and although I have had senioritis for 3 years now, I am looking forward to this semester. There have been a lot of changes and I want to share them all. I even have pictures to make the blog prettier.



Yes, in the 24 years I have been alive, I now own my first car. I'm not going to lie, this still doesn't feel real. It's new and beautiful and I love it, but every day I wake up and look out the window expecting it to not be there anymore. But it is, and it better be because I'm paying enough for it to be mine. It's a 2010 Chevy Aveo. It's name is Atreyu, from The Neverending Story, not the awful band. So, Atreyu has definitely made this semester better, minus the fact that every time I actually drive I'm petrified. I'm not exactly what you'd call the most confident of drivers. Seeing how I've driven very rarely I think I'm doing a pretty good job, I just wish I wasn't terrified behind the wheel. I'm just waiting for the time and practice feeling to kick in.


I'm taking some pretty interesting classes this semester, but the class that seems to be the coolest is my Science Fiction Literature class. We are currently reading the lovely book you see on the left, More than Human by Theodore Sturgeon. Sturgeon has some ideas about sci fi that he calls "Sturgeon's Law" (original.) Sturgeon's law is that 90% of all sci fi is bullshit. It's not well written, there is no character development, etc. However, the good 10% that's there keeps the reader engaged because of the tension present in the use of metaphorical phrases being taken into a literal sense. A simple sentence such as "She turned on her ride side." This sentence under normal circumstances would mean she is in bed and has turned her body onto her right side. In sci fi, though, it could mean that she possibly has a switch in which she turns on to move the right side of her body. That is the tension we experience when reading science fiction. Pretty groovy, I'd say.


I did have a video of me playing a slow version of Joan Jett's Bad Reputation on the ukulele but 1. I am confused on how to upload it to blogger and 2. it's only 44 seconds long because I'm so shy on posting that stuff. So, that's it for now. I hope you are all having a great beginning to a new fall!