It is one of those days

So here I am sitting in the printing lab just wanting coffee and home. I had fantastical ideas today on using a transparency projector and shadows for my first legit studio lighting project. Problem: it wasn't a studio light it was a blaring sun beam and the more the sun beams,  the less the shadow.

 So when I tried incorporating my silhouettes with the hot lights I saw not the magic, but the failure.

And after Alleli and Laramie showed up my mind went blank. I didn't know what to do. So the best plan was to start breaking lights. After that, I still didn't know what to do. I can explain in words today.

So here I sit printing and tweaking. Lord have mercy. Spring break can't come fast enought.

But on the up beat, I have asked to use the projector again. It's such a great idea!

What the heck am I saying.

IPC class is all about visual concepts that bend toward the conceptual and metaphysical rather than the literal. this assignment was all about quick visual sketches through the use of a camera. Quicker to brainstorm I guess. In light of that, I could use some help. I won't tell my concept, but I would love a few guesses. What is this poor lost student trying to say? 

Just Let It B

It disappoints me to think that most of my classmates and those who see what I do in school and in my assignments, think I'm simply the performance one in the group, staying two ounces shy of conceptuality. I come from a world of blatant literalness and Northern living. Yup that is true.

Example:  If you are an artist in Duluth, MN, you better be painting the scenic lighthouse and Lake Superior for the rest of your days.

 And for the past two years I have been introducing myself to a strange new world. It's like learning a language. I simply can't receive it like salvation and know I have a new soul overnight.

In the face of humorist performance. It's plainly therapy. I have to deal with so much mental shit from the moment the eyes are opened, that unless I divert myself in a positive way, I can't deal. I have to be able to find laughter wherever I can go in order to breathe properly. So until I have the balls to tell my story, it's what's going down for me.

I love what everyone else is doing in school.  From molds that woman try to fit into, to adolescence at it's finest.

Every Rule Has Been Broken

I believe I broke all the rules on this one. From abusiveness with the curves option, to blatant wording. 

Whatever. 

Fama's Market

    Today was a day off! And to celebrate that day I went to the farmers market. I didn't know such a beautiful place existed here in town.

    If felt like I had just gotten back from a fair today.  :) It was that good. I could have browsed the shelves  like a library if I had the time.