watercolor

Some little paintings I did yesterday evening at life drawing.

Painted - Lunch at the Hanging

The wonderful painter James Courtenay James painted this work, in which the large picture is based on Marie. It gives one a new perspective to look at yourself through the eyes of another.
Not to mention I happen to be eating my one of my dearest flavors of ice cream.
So now I shall be eternally enjoying mint ice cream in an art gallery.
What fun.

Color

Summer is on it's way out.
It has been raining load and I rather miss the color of summer and good weather.
Here is a picture my dad took of me with one of my uncle's paintings a few weeks ago.
Now I must do some math problems.

One year

One year of work. Plaster cast of original, which was worked in water base clay.

Jalnar

Return

Back from new England. As you see I didn't have a second to spare to post, and if I had most of the time ididnt have acess to a computer.
The trip was quite a sucess. God has lead me to a place that I hope to attend next year and I am quite excited. I got some pictures, still don't know how they will turn out but we shall see.
It was wonderful seeing NYC again and visiting with many relatives and friends. Seeing Audrey was quite a joy. Here is a picture she took in the basement where we slept.

Today

Today has been really busy. Got pictures of about 20 or so sculptures for my portfolio with my dad's help (as well as this picture of what I was wearing. Felt rather hippy), worked, and packed (am still packing). Tomorrow we depart for New England with the trunk packed with my portfolio and shoes and dresses. And Belle and Sebastian playing.
I smell like coffee.
I will try and post over the next week but no promises.
Do you want to see the endless amount of my little sculptures?
I have so many I will have stuff them in every nook and cranny of my room.

Shoot

A picture that Cameron from the Chattanoogan took a while ago during a shoot I did for a local vintage/resale shop, Collective clothing.
HEading to New England in a few days. The trip has not been on my mind and now it is looming quite near and i feel very unprepared.

Doing some reading from school
stumbled upon this saying by Plato

"If you think that by killing men you can prevent some one from censuring your evil lives, you are mistaken; that is not a way of escape which is either possible or honourable; the easiest and the noblest way is not to be disabling others, but to be improving yourselves."

Picture of my dearest Audrey. Good quotes always remind me of her.

All the places that were a sanctuary to me I no longer feel welcome at.
All the people I care about are, or are about to be, far away.
Maybe I will just stop being an artist for a year.

I have a problem.

Sorry for all the ranting.