Art, Summer, and Frosting
I'm pretty content with life right now. Sure, I could use more sleep and it'd be nice if the semester was over already, but the weather's warming up a little and I feel calmer now that the front of my quilt is done for fibers.
I haven't felt this peaceful since last spring, I think. I'm excited to work on my final projects in both fibers and printmaking. I'm happy to be moving out of the house and dorms. I haven't been keeping up with the sleeping pact, but I am not pulling any all-nighters.
Once again though, I come to the slow realization that I have accumulated a lot of...stuff. Free knick-knacks and souvenirs. Art supplies and the art itself.
Earlier this semester I framed a final version of Paris with some poplar and a darker stain that I usually go with. Two layers, one of Plantation Walnut and then of a Rosewood to give the wood a reddish tint. It ended up working really well with the tarlatan brushed background from the plate. I've got several photos of the fiber art I've been working on, but nearly all of them are practice pieces to learn methods of using the sewing machine.
Jim wants me to spend the summer filling up two sketchbooks with whatever I choose. Representational, non-representational, observational, imaginative, people, animals, objects; he doesn't care as long as I fill every page.
I've gotten into the habit of skipping Agricultural Science a lot. I show up for the labs, but he doesn't care if we come to class as long as we take the tests...and since I always fall asleep in his class and have gotten decent grades on all the tests so far, I don't see the point in going if I'll just fall asleep. Not showing up at all seems less rude than showing up and sleeping. Granted I consider both disrespectful to the professor, but I've tried a lot of methods for staying awake when he starts his powerpoint presentations and none of them really work.
I have to admit, I will actually miss dorm food. Only because they have ACTUAL apple fritters and not the doughnut variety. Also, they have toasted cheese ravioli, which is the most awesome thing ever. I will not miss the crowded dirty tables at peak lunch hour, limp looking spinach, or the mysterious accidental cookies. (EX: Lemon chocolate chip cookies. I swear they looked normal until you bit into them.)
So I have these 3 jars of frosting that I got for free. Vanilla, chocolate, and strawberry. I've been eating at the vanilla one whenever I have something to put the frosting on, but I'm at loss as to what to do with 2 other jars of frosting.
I have a nice story about getting my fabric for my quilt in Columbia, but I will write that up later on since it will take awhile to type it up. The short version of it goes as such: Debbie and I had to get fabric in Columbia at the JoAnne's there. Debbie's sister and roommate both came along. I'm working to refrain from adding all the extra details because it'll be fun to tell.
Anyway, I'm starting to dig for things to discuss in here so I'll just chop it off here to keep myself from rambling.
I haven't felt this peaceful since last spring, I think. I'm excited to work on my final projects in both fibers and printmaking. I'm happy to be moving out of the house and dorms. I haven't been keeping up with the sleeping pact, but I am not pulling any all-nighters.
Once again though, I come to the slow realization that I have accumulated a lot of...stuff. Free knick-knacks and souvenirs. Art supplies and the art itself.
Earlier this semester I framed a final version of Paris with some poplar and a darker stain that I usually go with. Two layers, one of Plantation Walnut and then of a Rosewood to give the wood a reddish tint. It ended up working really well with the tarlatan brushed background from the plate. I've got several photos of the fiber art I've been working on, but nearly all of them are practice pieces to learn methods of using the sewing machine.
Jim wants me to spend the summer filling up two sketchbooks with whatever I choose. Representational, non-representational, observational, imaginative, people, animals, objects; he doesn't care as long as I fill every page.
I've gotten into the habit of skipping Agricultural Science a lot. I show up for the labs, but he doesn't care if we come to class as long as we take the tests...and since I always fall asleep in his class and have gotten decent grades on all the tests so far, I don't see the point in going if I'll just fall asleep. Not showing up at all seems less rude than showing up and sleeping. Granted I consider both disrespectful to the professor, but I've tried a lot of methods for staying awake when he starts his powerpoint presentations and none of them really work.
I have to admit, I will actually miss dorm food. Only because they have ACTUAL apple fritters and not the doughnut variety. Also, they have toasted cheese ravioli, which is the most awesome thing ever. I will not miss the crowded dirty tables at peak lunch hour, limp looking spinach, or the mysterious accidental cookies. (EX: Lemon chocolate chip cookies. I swear they looked normal until you bit into them.)
So I have these 3 jars of frosting that I got for free. Vanilla, chocolate, and strawberry. I've been eating at the vanilla one whenever I have something to put the frosting on, but I'm at loss as to what to do with 2 other jars of frosting.
I have a nice story about getting my fabric for my quilt in Columbia, but I will write that up later on since it will take awhile to type it up. The short version of it goes as such: Debbie and I had to get fabric in Columbia at the JoAnne's there. Debbie's sister and roommate both came along. I'm working to refrain from adding all the extra details because it'll be fun to tell.
Anyway, I'm starting to dig for things to discuss in here so I'll just chop it off here to keep myself from rambling.