Little Zach is getting married in May.. I remember holding that kid when he was born... just saying.

"I feel like I'm giving birth to frankenstein down in the basement"

This statement may have or have not been the most tactful way of saying to two guys I barely knew, "I'm going half crazy making messes downstairs." Last night our landlord and neighbor were up and down the stairs quiet a bit as I was working on this piece. Tony, our landlord, finally began to state that the basement was the "studio." I laughed out loud loudly and blurted out my frankenstein joke. . . the silence that came afterword was blatant, and I began to realize that a pregnancy allegory may not have been the wisest choice for this evening. These guys were not the kind to laugh awkwardness away... but just let it rest thick in the air.

In the movie frankenstein, which ever one you prefer, there is always a scene where Victor, the creator of the monster announces with passionate vigor, "It's alive!!" I have always felt a kind of kinship with this scene.


1931 film-
  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xos2MnVxe-c&index=3&list=PL859C112B5578DF45

Finals are back

Three weeks to go! Gaaa!!! My current favorite hobbies now include, wiping up wood glue while trying at the same time to remove bent nails that have forced themselves in places were defiantly not meant for them or supposed to be. Along with some colorful language to express myself in full, I have to admit it's been a good few days.

living local

It's what santa wanted I guess

It's been a tough fall and winter in terms of art making. I've heard that graduated artists go into a slump as soon as they realize that it's up to them if they want to really make it or not. (whatever make it means). And this happened to me. I couldn't even look at my art supplies without conjuring up some kind of nausea in my stomach. So I packed it all up in boxes, sealed the lids with tape and shut the door. . . or so I thought. Nearly immediately after that, I came in contact with a woman who wanted a logo designed for her, and some family photos taken for New Years.  Yeah ok, I can watercolor a little, that doesn't call for too much effort right? Haha, maybe not... And my beautiful effort of shutting things down, slowly began to unravel itself.
    Christmas Eve came and I had to make an errand to Walgreens before I went to my sisters for dinner. Running from the parking lot, I was held up by Santa Clause, slowly making a circle with his open convertible around the parking lot. He reached into the back of his car and pulled out a couple paint brushes, giving one to me. "Merry Christmas!"

    Back to work God? Yeah ok.. Pizza Luce show,  take two.  It's all about family history this time.

transformation of the evergreen tree

Evergreen Girls