Two Weeks And Counting
The third semester of my college career is almost at an end and I'm still excited about college. Throughout the majority of last year, every time I would rattle on about how much I enjoyed college when I was at home, friends and family would smile at me, shake their heads and say "Oh, she'll shake out of the excitement by next year and realize she's in college."
Honestly, what is there not to enjoy about college? You have a myriad of classes to choose from in a variety of areas filled with all sorts of people. Knowledge at your fingertips and a surrounding of new people! I've met so many amazing people here that I can't believe I ever even considered not going away to school and staying in The Fort. Sure, there are always downfalls and disappointments right around the corner, but to counter that there are just as many spectacular moments waiting to be discovered and experienced, how could anyone not appreciate the possibilities?
Whoops, sorry, I'm being my extremely happy self again. Maybe it was spurred by that delicious chai latte; that's one thing I can say for the Frapp House, definitely. Even though their walls are rather dull and they aren't using all of their space to its potential, they definitely have a chai latte I'll continue to return to obtain.
All of that gushing of joy out of the way, how about an update?
Thanksgiving break was nice and relaxing and I enjoyed showing my roommate, Sunny, around the hangouts in town. I didn't get to take her to Sitwells or The Pepper Pod, but I did introduce her to the York Street Cafe, Village Thrift, and my second family. I think she had fun at the Southgate/Patton residence and I wish I could have convinced her to try singing for the game Rock Band (she definitely knew the words to the Iron Maiden and Metallica song; there seems to be no end to how cool my roommate really is). I was delighted to ride in Shelby, Katie Rouse's VW micro-bus and we were apparently spotted by a number of my friends (Maxine informs me that she drove by us several times but being that I tend to have this oblivious nature, I did not notice (to be fair I was sleeping half the time)).
Glazing in Ceramics has been interesting as of late. Before break I decided to try intricate curvilinear designs (quite similar to my eye decorations) on some of my pieces, testing out the idea on the best of my cylindrical cup like objects. I brushed on the Worthington's Clear and then used over glazes (green and yellow) to paint the designs. This was either going to be a hit or miss because John Utgaard wasn't sure how the over glazes would react to being painted over the clear. Luckily everything worked as I'd hoped and it turned out satisfactorily. This set me off on curvilinear escapades, it seems, and I began covering the remainder of my unglazed pieces in Worthington's with the intention of painting curvilinear designs on all of the pieces. My next piece was a small cup that I ended up painting the words "Drink Me" on followed by a bowl with the words "Eat Me" painted on delicately. You know, I believe I've just received an idea for the final piece of bisqueware that I have, but I'll see if I end up using the idea. ANYWAY. All of this curvilinear madness has resulted in another student, Ryan by name, requesting that I decorate one of his mugs with my curvilinear designs in exchange for a mug of my own.
This appeases me in several ways:
1.) I love it when someone, especially of the male persuasion, enjoys my quite girly (if you will) designs.
2.) I've been thinking recently that I need to start doing art trades with friends around campus so that, once they've moved away to pursue life as I will eventually do as well, I'll have a collection of artwork to recall all of them with and it'll be a collection I can show off to future acquaintances; a way of spreading the tales of people I adored, so to speak.
3.) I love painting my swirlies. :)
Needless to say, the request of Ryan's made my afternoon yesterday. And I'll probably be doing one of Brittany's pieces as well; she did ask first, to be fair.
Woods is almost finished and done with and I'm not finished with my projects yet. My table is further along and so is my box, but I still have quite a lot more work to put into both. My table has two more pieces to glue together, my table top needs to be sanded and then attached, then it needs to be oiled and sanded again. All by Wednesday. I also need to fix a crack in one of the legs (silly me on the silly lave). My box needs a few designs burned into it and then I need to paint tiny pictures; I think I've decided on painting clouds and flying keys, maybe with a stack of books here and there. Then I need to attach the hinges and latch; I have the notches for the hinges chiseled out and I hope I didn't chisel too far down. Heather Kidwell was recounting how annoying it had been to continue adding pieces of cardboard until the hinges fit perfectly. Buh.
Before I turn this post into more of an essay than it needs to be, I have one more story to tell.
On Fridays I work in the KIIS office from 8 AM to 11 AM and then depart to sit on the fourth floor and await my French class, at which point I usually brush up on that weeks vocabulary and finish the homework. After working in the KIIS office for over a year it still surprises me when I see friends appear within the tiny rooms; the KIIS office is almost like my own private world where I'm the most eccentric person even on the dullest of my days, I'm the Fine Arts building expert and the fastest at running errands. So at about five minutes till eleven this past Friday I walk out of the back room, purse on my shoulder, and enter the main room to sign out and grab my coat. As I pass around the desk I catch a glimpse of Chris's office and notice a student conversing with him. This student has long hair and appears to be male, but take note I merely caught a glimpse. My thoughts were then "It'd be quite amusing if that were Aaron Carpenter." Mind you, this was simply a passing thought since he mentioned taking a class of Chris's (I believe) in a prior conversation and I later asked Chris if he could recall a student by the name of Aaron Carpenter (I enjoy finding the connections between the people I associate with). After signing out I walk to the corner by the doorway where the coat rack is located and grab my coat, getting a clear view of the student talking with Chris in the process. And it just so happens that it is indeed Aaron Carpenter, of all the people to be in the KIIS office one Friday morning. I would have signed "Hi!" to him had Elizabeth not then engaged me in conversation about Monday's planned spelunking in the basement of Faculty Hall.
And so, darlings, that is all I will type for now ("Really? That's ALL?" you think sarcastically).
Honestly, what is there not to enjoy about college? You have a myriad of classes to choose from in a variety of areas filled with all sorts of people. Knowledge at your fingertips and a surrounding of new people! I've met so many amazing people here that I can't believe I ever even considered not going away to school and staying in The Fort. Sure, there are always downfalls and disappointments right around the corner, but to counter that there are just as many spectacular moments waiting to be discovered and experienced, how could anyone not appreciate the possibilities?
Whoops, sorry, I'm being my extremely happy self again. Maybe it was spurred by that delicious chai latte; that's one thing I can say for the Frapp House, definitely. Even though their walls are rather dull and they aren't using all of their space to its potential, they definitely have a chai latte I'll continue to return to obtain.
All of that gushing of joy out of the way, how about an update?
Thanksgiving break was nice and relaxing and I enjoyed showing my roommate, Sunny, around the hangouts in town. I didn't get to take her to Sitwells or The Pepper Pod, but I did introduce her to the York Street Cafe, Village Thrift, and my second family. I think she had fun at the Southgate/Patton residence and I wish I could have convinced her to try singing for the game Rock Band (she definitely knew the words to the Iron Maiden and Metallica song; there seems to be no end to how cool my roommate really is). I was delighted to ride in Shelby, Katie Rouse's VW micro-bus and we were apparently spotted by a number of my friends (Maxine informs me that she drove by us several times but being that I tend to have this oblivious nature, I did not notice (to be fair I was sleeping half the time)).
Glazing in Ceramics has been interesting as of late. Before break I decided to try intricate curvilinear designs (quite similar to my eye decorations) on some of my pieces, testing out the idea on the best of my cylindrical cup like objects. I brushed on the Worthington's Clear and then used over glazes (green and yellow) to paint the designs. This was either going to be a hit or miss because John Utgaard wasn't sure how the over glazes would react to being painted over the clear. Luckily everything worked as I'd hoped and it turned out satisfactorily. This set me off on curvilinear escapades, it seems, and I began covering the remainder of my unglazed pieces in Worthington's with the intention of painting curvilinear designs on all of the pieces. My next piece was a small cup that I ended up painting the words "Drink Me" on followed by a bowl with the words "Eat Me" painted on delicately. You know, I believe I've just received an idea for the final piece of bisqueware that I have, but I'll see if I end up using the idea. ANYWAY. All of this curvilinear madness has resulted in another student, Ryan by name, requesting that I decorate one of his mugs with my curvilinear designs in exchange for a mug of my own.
This appeases me in several ways:
1.) I love it when someone, especially of the male persuasion, enjoys my quite girly (if you will) designs.
2.) I've been thinking recently that I need to start doing art trades with friends around campus so that, once they've moved away to pursue life as I will eventually do as well, I'll have a collection of artwork to recall all of them with and it'll be a collection I can show off to future acquaintances; a way of spreading the tales of people I adored, so to speak.
3.) I love painting my swirlies. :)
Needless to say, the request of Ryan's made my afternoon yesterday. And I'll probably be doing one of Brittany's pieces as well; she did ask first, to be fair.
Woods is almost finished and done with and I'm not finished with my projects yet. My table is further along and so is my box, but I still have quite a lot more work to put into both. My table has two more pieces to glue together, my table top needs to be sanded and then attached, then it needs to be oiled and sanded again. All by Wednesday. I also need to fix a crack in one of the legs (silly me on the silly lave). My box needs a few designs burned into it and then I need to paint tiny pictures; I think I've decided on painting clouds and flying keys, maybe with a stack of books here and there. Then I need to attach the hinges and latch; I have the notches for the hinges chiseled out and I hope I didn't chisel too far down. Heather Kidwell was recounting how annoying it had been to continue adding pieces of cardboard until the hinges fit perfectly. Buh.
Before I turn this post into more of an essay than it needs to be, I have one more story to tell.
On Fridays I work in the KIIS office from 8 AM to 11 AM and then depart to sit on the fourth floor and await my French class, at which point I usually brush up on that weeks vocabulary and finish the homework. After working in the KIIS office for over a year it still surprises me when I see friends appear within the tiny rooms; the KIIS office is almost like my own private world where I'm the most eccentric person even on the dullest of my days, I'm the Fine Arts building expert and the fastest at running errands. So at about five minutes till eleven this past Friday I walk out of the back room, purse on my shoulder, and enter the main room to sign out and grab my coat. As I pass around the desk I catch a glimpse of Chris's office and notice a student conversing with him. This student has long hair and appears to be male, but take note I merely caught a glimpse. My thoughts were then "It'd be quite amusing if that were Aaron Carpenter." Mind you, this was simply a passing thought since he mentioned taking a class of Chris's (I believe) in a prior conversation and I later asked Chris if he could recall a student by the name of Aaron Carpenter (I enjoy finding the connections between the people I associate with). After signing out I walk to the corner by the doorway where the coat rack is located and grab my coat, getting a clear view of the student talking with Chris in the process. And it just so happens that it is indeed Aaron Carpenter, of all the people to be in the KIIS office one Friday morning. I would have signed "Hi!" to him had Elizabeth not then engaged me in conversation about Monday's planned spelunking in the basement of Faculty Hall.
And so, darlings, that is all I will type for now ("Really? That's ALL?" you think sarcastically).