What goes on

Well, it's Wednesday! I just have awakened from a pleasant and refreshing nap (It's 3:47 pm here) and my brain is running in fifty different directions, so bear with me. I've survived thus far, and all is easy till exams, starting next Wednesday.

I was sleepy because this morning I woke up at 5:00 am to finish my paper for English on the theme of Art in John Fowles' "The Collector". I opted to go see 'Walk the Line' with my friend instead of working on it last night. But she is getting married in June and I won't get to see her for a while, so we had a grand time! I really liked the movie a lot, and the song 'The Ring of Fire' has been stuck in my head ever since! Funny, but I really want to listen to some Johnny Cash now. How bizarre!
Yesterday in art we drew (well more like we charcoal-ed) a copy of Pablo Picasso's self portrait when he was 19. He was pretty creepy looking! But it gets scarier: Then we had to draw self portraits! When Mrs.Gill told us to 'over exaggerate the shadows', I took her quite literally! Using charcoal, I drew my face. When I was done, I laughed. It was like I had reverse-Michael Jackson-syndrome! If you have seen me, I am about as pale as they come, which was not the case with my portrait! So I erased. And erased some more, till I thought it looked ok. Well in the end, my friend said to title it El-Meiska because I looked quite Latin. So I gave up. Will I ever be able to draw a self portrait? Who knows.
Last Thursday for art we went downtown to see the Rau exhibit, everyone should rush out right now and go see it! I was like a foot away from TWO Fra Angelico's! The very same paintings that inspired a 19 year old Dante Gabriel Rossetti to begin the Pre-Raphaelite Movement! Ahhh!
Speaking of art, Monday I was talking to Mrs.Gill in her office. Her office is in the older office building and has huge windows and tall ceilings. If I had that office, I would never get anything done, not with those windows! Anyway, we were talking about my schedule for spring, and got off on Christians in the Visual Arts, and how there aren't any hardly. To my supreme delight she understood exactly what I meant and encouraged me! We had a great time and I didn't even mind getting soaked on the way back (talk about a storm!)! So I have had an over-all good half week!
Now I think I'll finish my new skirt I'm making. It's going to be really cool, it's long black lace in tiers and is longer in the back. I decided since December was coming up, I needed some new victorian-inspired clothes ( isn't that exactly what you were thinking?). I also am planning a art nouveau-y green coat with a standing collar. I know, you're all so excited. Well, try to contain it, they aren't finished yet!
Well, that's all for now! Oh wait, I'm now on day 10 of my crusade angainst my hair straightener, isn't that interesting?!
Thanks for reading my ramblings! Get ready for December, it's so wonderful and romantical and sparkly! Let the magic begin!

HA!


"In everything give thanks, for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you." I Thessalonians 5:18
I hope everyone has a wonderful day with your family and friends, Happy Thanksgiving!

Interesting...

This is a very good article I read for anthropology today.

YOOO HOOO!

My sibling (not Lukolas, the other one)has officially created a blog! (And there was rejoicing in the land!)

SO GO VISIT IT! It's really groovy! See?

Random Rainy Recollections

You're a painting with symbols deep, a symphony
soft as it shifts from dark beneath
A poem that flows, caressing my skin
in all of these things you reside and I
want you flow from the pen, bow and brush
with paper and string, and canvas tight
with ink in the air, to dust your light?
From morning to the black of night

This is my call I belong to You
This is my call to sing the melodies of You
This is my call I can do nothing else
I can do nothing else

You're the scent of an unfound bloom
a simple tune
I only write variations to sooth the mood
A drink that will knock me down to the floor,
a key that will unlock the door
where I hear a voice sing familiar themes,
then beckons me weave notes in between
a tap and a string, a bow and a glass
you pour me till the day has passed....

This is my call I belong to You
This is my call to sing the melodies of You
This is my call I can do nothing else
I can do nothing else

'Melody of You' Sixpence None the Richer (I really like this song. Alot.)

Today has been a very rainy day, here at the bustling (ha) campus. This, of course, is great news if you were me, which you are not, and may be glad of it! So anyway, I'm so very excited because it is a gloomy day, which tends to make me feel overtly 'poetical', if you will. So I'm sitting here in my freshly re-upholstered (hey it only took me like 3 months) chair with the lights out except for my softly glowing lamp, typing away. Now, I realize there is nothing 'poetical' about a computer, but here I am anyway.
So I have decided to write/illustrate a new story for my niece, Princess Sparkle Puff, or maybe I should finish that other one, or read the rest of that William Morris book I checked out, or stare out the window imagining that I'm really being held captive in a tower, or take a nap (how's that for creative!?), or go to the post office, hmm... Well, I guess I haven't quite 'decided' after all! I suppose what I mean to say is that when it rains one doesn't go outside (Well, not normally. Why, just the other day I went out to parade about in the rain with my umbrella! But that doesn't happen unless I'm feeling especially bizarre or am looking at waterfalls), so I can stay inside and think without a sunny day beckoning me to read outside. Maybe none of this makes sense, it's just really hard to say what I mean. I love rain!
I think I've decided: I'm going to imagine. I simply cannot resist, with the wind blowing ever so... so...passionately! (Trust me, that is the perfect word. If you could see it you'd agree.) I'm inspired, so I must go.
But I really should go to the post office....

These are the two things, the two things that I know!

Ok, number one:
As much as I dislike jeeps, nothing compares to flying down a country road singing 'With or Without You' at the top of your lungs and staring up at the perfect sky. It's definitly the closest I've been to flying. It's simply exhilerating!

Ok, number two:
I'm sure the world would be a better place if everyone had sparkly stars hanging from their ceilings, and butterflies on the walls.

Ok, number three: Oh yeah, and those are picture from the play! Sorry I couldn't get a good picture of the Witch. She was really jumpy-wavy-screamy.

Well, I guess that was more than two things, sorry!

Sorry....

.....but I'll be VERY busy, swamped in fact, until 'Wizard' is finished. It opens today! You all should come see it, it's going to be great!