In which I fail on two sleuthy accounts and go online shopping instead

Some inspiration images of what I had wanted to do today.

This week we were supposed to use a different kind of media. I was sick of pencil and paper anyway, and upon daydreaming in class I came up with this super undercover, private-eye kind of mission. 

So. My Wednesdays are usually very busy and I just don't have time to drag my butt on down to my studio. I'm normally busy busy straight through until about 9:15pm, and by then all I want to do is nothing. But yesterday, at around 6pm I got this wonderful idea which kept me going all through work. I happen to have a key to a super secretive room because of one of my jobs, and it has a chalkboard running all the way around the room. I had been inspired by Dana Tanamachi lately, and I had wanted to try some chalkboard lettering. 

So I told only one friend about my secretive endeavors. she gladly agreed to meet me in the secret room after she grabbed some things. On my way over, I saw my roommate. I lead her to the secret room, and we started talking, the way you do when you haven't seen someone you love in a whole 7 HOURS (for golly sake). 

So we're blabbing away, by now it's about 9:30, and there's no sign of the friend I asked to meet me there. All of a sudden, several guys walk into the room holding brooms and buckets. They're all oh uhhhh, we need to clean this room and we're all oh! okay no problem we'll leave right away and they're all oops we probably interrupted something really intense because apparently me and my roommate always look like we're about to burst out crying when we are talking. awk.

So we left. We walked back to our room because my dreams of chalkboard-sketching-late-at-night had been shattered. My friend tried to find us but instead saw the guys who walked in on our apparently deep and intense conversation. So she went home too.

Discouraged, I woke up this morning and had another brilliant plan. There is a HUGE stack of cardboard in the Senior Sem studio space. I wanted to make letters out of cardboard!! there is a sign over the stack in the studio that's all don't take cardboard without permission and I'm all dude. I failed last night on my sleuthy attempt at art, and I will not fail again! I tried to grab one from the bottom of the stack so the note-writer maybe wouldn't notice, but allas, I was not strong enough. I tried from the middle, and kindof towards the top, but I couldn't do it! There were some kind of synthetic donut-looking things on top of the stack that was maybe someone's art project, and I didn't want to disrupt that. So I gave in on yet another attempt at secretive undercover art. 

I am not browsing amazon right now with my new gift card. Probably. 

happy thursday!

Everyone knows the opening line of the Great Gatsby

Despite the title, that's not the answer. That's a C. S. Lewis quote, duh.

In my younger and more vulnerable years, my father gave me some advice that I've been turning over in my mind ever since.

"Whenever you feel like criticizing any one," he told me, "just remember that all the people in this world haven't had the advantages that you've had."

You have heard this, whether or not you remember or even faintly (don't) recognize it. You've heard it. It's brilliant. This is the kind of writing that gets you, to the core. ugh, I mean really. How does he do it? Where can I get the Fitzgerald gene? Is there some magical word bank in the clouds that I can have access to? Do you need a membership or password?

One day. Courage, dear heart.

Or something like that. 

happy Tuesday!

'destruction'

before...

          ... and after

This was for last week's assignment to destroy a work of art. I covered it with charcoal and redrew it in ink over the top. I kinda like it better... especially that middle part.

I have quite run out of things to say on this blog. I mean, here's the work. Look at it, you probably don't have time for a long explanation anyway. I mean I know I aint got time. Because look. I'm a college student, I have homework and projects and papers and tests and friends and working out and food and sleeping (wat) and shenanigans. I shouldn't even have time to create for 1.5 hours a day. But I am lucky enough to have that be my homework. Geez.

It's jolly good to be an art major. 

Happy Monday!

Thursdays

Today I had to get some writing out because its just so dang pretty. The words, the ink, the language.

It's not perfect, but then neither are we.

happy Thursday!

Ironic.

My first F. Scott Fitzgerald quote... or part of it.

I don't want just words.

If that's all you have for me,

you'd better go.

I'm dazzled by his words. He's incredible. Its frightening to design his words. I want to do them justice, but I'm not sure I'm there yet.

Happy Tuesday!

blerg

This is what my studio looks like. Thought you might want to know.

Also, I keep play dough here. I like holding it. and smelling it.

I've been really inspired by black and gold, ink, calligraphy, and manuscripts lately. They are pretty things, especially all together.

I'm working on a large project coming up, and February is busy. As things go. But this daily work is a nice break and relaxing time to forget about responsibility. Also as things go. Wouldn't you know, this is my favorite time of day. I guess you could say I'm in the right major.

Some other things to note:

this. (both my majors are on the list.)
but also this. (inappropriate. still hilarious.)

Happy Monday!

Found.

"This book belongs to 

          Ec. Iverson

    South Still water

                   Minnesota"

Today I tried to replicate that. It was the hardest thing I've done yet. 

I love that it can't be replicated. I love that its so honest, its so natural, its so fluid. At first I thought it was part of the book, but then I looked closer and realized someone had inked it in. It's magical to discover something like this in such an old book. I love the mystery behind it. Who was Ec. Iverson? What does Ec. mean?? How long ago was this written? Why did he/she need to write that? 

It fascinates me still. 

Happy Thursday!