Muffin' Luvin'

Amazing!



These are knitted! Ms Darcy knits all sorts of these things and they look extremely delicious~ *¬*

Laugh on, Laughing Boy!

Found out my brother is bipolar/depressed/obsessive compulsive the other day. It's going to be a pain in the ass to deal with all this, and it's really hard to keep neutral when he's being super-euphoric high one minute, then punching a hole in the wall the next.

Went to Memphis about two weekends ago and queued up for National Portfoilo Day at Memphis College of Art, like I had hoped to do. It went really well, even though I was so scared, I think I might have caused an earthquake in China with all of my trembling [butterfly effect and all]. I ended up not riding a bus from Jackson to Memphis, cause there was no bus when I was at Target at 6:20 in the morning. So, I waited until 9:30 when my dad got home and we rode up their together [i.e I drove, he slept].

Pratt University in Brooklyn said my portfolio was good enough to pass, and then School of Visual Arts, my top school, said I was passed for their portfolio test and all I had to do was send them an essay for my application. =°∇°=

Found this guy, thought he was pretty cool:

Dan McCarthy



He's got a lot of simplistic, minimalist designs on his site, with great use of color and composition. There are see-through dinosaurs and star-dotted skies that are really fun to look at, give his place a look.

Watching "On the Waterfront" this evening...


Synopsis from IMDB:
1954 - Terry Malloy dreams about being a prize fighter, while tending his pigeons and running errands at the docks for Johnny Friendly, the corrupt boss of the dockers union. Terry witnesses a murder by two of Johnny's thugs, and later meets the dead man's sister and feels responsible for his death. She introduces him to Father Barry, who tries to force him to provide information for the courts that will smash the dock racketeers.

Starring a lovely Marlon Brando~

Hope it's good. Also going to watch "Top Hat" with legendary Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers this weekend.

Also, tentatively going to see Tenacious D and the Pick of Destiny [cultured, I know], on my birthday, Wednesday, the 22nd. I'm turning into an adult! Eighteen - the age where I can get tattoos, smoke, pierce anything I want to... Yipee. So much to look forward to, and no, that's not a hint of sarcasm in my voice. I just don't do any of those things, though I'm sure some of my younger friends will ask for me to buy them cigarettes.

Hands are cold, can't type much more.

Au revoir.

My Mother Was A Chinese Trapeze Artist

I think I'll convert to Catholicism. Or maybe just become one, since I'm not really anything right now. It sounds like a good idea. I like the reverance of it. All the ceremony and pomp and work put into it seems so much grander and respectful than the usual Bible-thumping, matching color t-shirt Baptist Jesus junkies I'm so used to these days. I'm tired of Christianity being so cheapened and I'm at a time in my life where I think I'll be needed a lot of the Man in Charge's help.

Particularly when all of my compatirates seem to be lowering their standards considerably. One is settling for becoming a house-wife when she has the talent of a genius and fashion skills that would knock Vivian Westwood right off of her eccentric shoes. Another, who wanted to go to New York with me, is settling for cesspool New Orleans, which is, indeed, a colorful place, but it's not the place she was aiming for. I went to a financial aid workshop this week and felt the full weight of the provential world on my shoulders. There seems to be absolutely no way ever that I can be in the places that I want to be in and the stubborness that supports my very core still makes me believe that none of my obstacles that block my way and I'll be safely walking my dog in Central Park next year [well, as safe as New York can get].

My teachers are making me absolutely livid, and as they criticize me more [in a negative way], I am becoming completely determined to prove them idiotic by making art work so outstanding, they don't know what hit them. I'm getting some pretty good stuff done, too.

In fact, I'm going to National Portfolio Day on Saturday [hopefully], in Memphis, and will get some satisfactory responses to my work. If I get a negative response from the advisors that are there, I'm going to work harder and get a better answer in January, when I go again. If I get a positive response, I'm going to work harder and get an even better reply.

Bonne nuit.