Wednesday, November 27, 2013

Life In Pictures

[insert long, tired sigh]

Sometimes life throws you curve balls and you have to adjust how you're living, especially when you are overlooking severe problems that need attention desperately. If the past two weeks have proven anything, it's just how resilient I am as a person, that I have the best friends anyone could ask for, and how tough/mean people actually can be capable of. Fortunately, Owlfish has been the toughest nut through it all. She's remained so happy and curious that it's easy sometimes to forget how man or sad I am some days. I know for sure that without her, I would be so lost. Vague post is vague, but it's fine. :) Just know that no, we are not dead.

But I am happy to be on Thanksgiving Break right now and that there is only about two weeks left of this semester. I'm ready for it to be done- this has been a long haul.

Anyway, here's a few pictures from the last couple weeks (some from my main girl, Shelbie!), including some from the Atlanta Lolita Community meet up at Fernbank Museum I had the fortune of hosting! Abbie isn't a huge fan of the taxidermic animals, but she like the dinosaur bones and interactive areas. 








 Hope you all have been well and are ready to celebrate tomorrow's festivities. I plan to be up watching the parade since my MARCHING ROYAL DUKES are kicking off the party. GO JMU! 
XO

Friday, November 15, 2013

This is only the start!

Revolver is FUNDED!
Magic and dreams are all real!

Stay tuned!

Wednesday, November 13, 2013

Just one more candle


Yep, I'm now 24. And even with my worrying and anxiety, it wasn't a bad time. Wore a unicorn horn to school and got free lunch. Came home to dinner and birthday pie with my family to celebrate (Yes. Pie. I haven't had an actual birthday cake since my 15th birthday because birthday cake is so passé!) Now I'm just journaling and listening to music to carry into tomorrow. I'm in a good mood and it feels good. Thanks to all who made turning 24 super special! I love you all! I'll leave you with a favorite song. Hope you readers have a good night and stay warm. Hell's freezing over here in the South.

Oh, and my one birthday wish? Go support Revolver! Seriously, 2$ makes a difference! 


Trip Around the Sun
Jimmy Buffett ft. Martina McBride



Hear ‘em singing happy birthday
Better think about the wish I make
This year gone by
Ain’t been a piece of cake



Every day’s a revolution
Pull it together and it comes undone
Just one more candle and a trip around the sun



I’m just hanging on while this old world keeps spinning
And it’s good to know it’s out of my control
If there’s one thing that I’ve learned from all this living
Is that it wouldn’t change a thing if I let go



No you never see it coming
Always wind up wondering where it went



Only time will tell
If it was time well spent
It’s another revelation



Celebrating what I should have done
With these souvenirs of my trip around the sun



I’m just hanging on while this old world keeps spinning
And it’s good to know it’s out of my control
If there’s one thing I have learned from all this living
Is that it wouldn’t change a thing if I let go


Yes I’ll make a resolution


That I’ll never make another one



Just enjoy this ride on my
Trip around the sun
Just enjoy this ride
on my trip around the sun
trip around the sun

Tuesday, November 12, 2013

Whining

So...


I'm not ready to turn 24 tomorrow.


I've always been a bit on edge when it comes to my birthdays. (Remember this post?) Ever since my eighteenth, I've had this weird anxiety about getting older. Maybe it was just because at the time, I was moving into the real world and real responsibilities. I was facing the prospect that things were rapidly changing around me, and I had to either adapt quick or be eaten alive. But now, I'm even worse. Last year, all I could think about was all I didn't get accomplished in my 22nd year, about how Owlfish was a newly one-year-old, and getting older. But I looked in the mirror at school today and the getting older thing really hit me. My life definitely moved a lot quicker when I became a mom and some of that wear-and-tear was starting to show. I was not as happy with myself I used to be. I'm no where near in shape anymore. My hair is not as nice as it once was. I kept thinking the small lines on my face were deeper than they had been the night before. I was manically looking for reasons to be worried. It took a friend telling me to zip it and that I was imagining things to quit worrying. 

I can honestly say getting older terrifies the hell out of me. And I keep thinking of the Triple Goddess stages. I guess when this anxiety started, I was beginning the move from the first cycle of life, the maiden, into the second cycle of the mother (Well, figuratively at the time. Certainly didn't think three years later I'd actually BE one). And each birthday, I feel like I'm getting closer and closer to the crone stage of life and I'm not ok with that. I've so much more I want to do, so much I want to see. I don't want to wake up one day when I'm thirty, forty, fifty and look back thinking "Well, it's too late now." That would just be the worst!

Becoming a mother has made me feel like I'm 23 going on 33, and I (or my wonderful friends who put up with my hot mess) have to remember I'm only in my early twenties. I'm not physically as old as my soul is and feels. It's funny because it's only really around this time that I get so worked up about this. Normally, I don't give my age much of a thought. I know it's a legitimate fear to not want to grow old...but circle of life and all that jazz. I'm trying to accept it.

Daniel is always saying "You're only as old as you allow yourself to be." He doesn't plan to be "old" until he's eighty. I probably should start adopted that train of thought. Maybe it would actually loosen the knot in my chest over my birthday if I did. That if I believe it in my heart and keep acting like I'm still young and happy, things will get better as I age. One can only hope, right? And yeah, yeah, I know. I'm "only" 23 (24). I shouldn't be freaking out like this. But I do. Eventually, I hope this too shall pass. 

Either way, I'll make a wish, blow out my candles on my birthday pie, and anxiously welcome a new year. Clean slate. I'll make the best of it even if I'm shaking the whole time.

Saturday, November 09, 2013

A visit to the High

Artgasm post. Prepare for the nerd.

Tuesday, I was required for my History of Photography class to attend a photo viewing at the High Museum of Art here in Atlanta. The last time I had been was when Daniel, Abbie, and I went to visit the Girl With The Pearl Earring exhibition back in August. Even though it was required, I am never one to miss an opportunity to visit the place and this time was pretty special. My class was given a unique opportunity to view several ORIGINAL photographic prints in the High's archives. Several of these sprints were from well know photographers throughout history, from Julia Margaret Cameron to Henri-Cartier Bresson to Stephen Shore. I even got to see original work by Diane Arbus and Sally Mann, two of my biggest photographic inspirations! I am not ashamed to say I was practically fan-girling all over the room. These were prints the public rarely got to see, some of the the very first prints made by the photographer's hands. Some of them were signed. Some yellowed with age. But they were all so beautiful to see and further education on the visual and phsyical development of photography through modern times. Especially in the three Stieglizt photographs that were set out side by side, from his first work in the pictorialist movement, to his brief stint with New Objectivity, then to his cloud images in his later career. Once our session was done, the class moved on to view the Bunnen Collection, which is currently on the skyway level of the High. This exhibit consists of many donated works of photographic art of modern photographers such as Nan Goldin, more Sally Mann, Chuck Close, Cindy Sherman, and Sheila Pree Bright, whom I had the chance to meet during her GSU lecture back in September. It was interesting to see how my work as an artist paralleled work on view, as I tend to stick to artist black-and-white images. I wish I could have stayed longer to get a better intake of what was there, but what I did get to see was nothing less than stellar. And pretty emotionally charged, but so what? I'm human. :)

Nerding done, have some instas from the day.








Wednesday, November 06, 2013

Samhain Suckage

Well, I finally have a few moments to breathe from this recent hectic schedule, so I guess I might as well angst out my life for a bit here for those who are curious. 

Last week was Devil's Night and Hallowe'en, which meant the Samhain nights had started. While Devil's Night went pretty much for the norm, I'm sorry to say my favorite holiday out of the year ended up royally sucking. It didn't start off bad though. Woke up in a great mood and decided to don one of my old character makeups, Misfit Ragdoll, from when I worked in haunted houses around Georgia (such as this one and this one!). I wore it around campus and definitely freaked out a few people, including my British Literature Professor! Mischief Managed.  

But that was about it for the good. Things began to tank around the afternoon and by the evening, changed plans, crappy friends, other useless (see: petty) problems, and then car trouble with Daniel's truck....well, it was not the Hallowe'en I look forward to every year. And I missed out on Dad's decorating of the house for the first time in years, which bummed me out the most. But Owlfish still got to go trick-o-treating and with a friend to boot! Daniel's nephew, Jesse, was her treating buddy for the night as well all wandered from house to house and I fumed like a brat. Abbie and Jessie were such troopers, walking almost all the time, and only really started getting tired around the last two houses That was about the time Abbie rode the rest of the way on Daniel's shoulders. I should also mention that she went as Belle from Beauty and the Beast this year, so her little yellow dress was all frills and glitter. I'm pretty sure Daniel is still leaving glitter trails around the house. Sorry sweetheart, but I'm not sorry! 


It was pretty late in the evening when some of the pressing issues, including the truck problems, started to dissipate, so we mad sit home. Abbie was out hard from exhaustion and candy overload, so Daniel and I did what we did best and got creative to salvage the rest of Hallowe'en. If there's anything I'm thankful of when it comes to Daniel, it's his patience with my attitude and his caring nature. Abbie and I are pretty lucky. We ended up rounding out the night into All Saint's Day with pie, hard cider, and runaway trains. 



All Saint's Day and Dia De Los Muertos weren't too much better, but they weren't terrible. Ended up begin stuck in the house all day because of the truck getting repaired and then Daniel's job rushing him in. Not much celebration happened, just a lot of Disney movies, candy, and a sass machine for a kid. But deep down, I wouldn't have traded it for the world.  Did manage to get a lot of work down for school during this involuntary hermitage, so I guess mission accomplished in a way. 


As for the week so far, being a commuter student in Atlanta is another royal suck and Ai Wei Wei is still one of my favorite artists. I hope you had a great Hallowe'en, Samhain and a good week so far! 

Remember to check out my art page on the link list and see what I have for sale to support REVOLVER. Eight days left to help out, so hop on it! Knits and photographs make great gifts!


Sunday, November 03, 2013

Things I'm Obsessed With

Art Sales

Know why? 
Because I'm hosting one!


From now until November 14 at 11:59 pm, I'm going to be selling original artworks (including photography) and handmade items in support of Revolver and Veronica Varlow (read about it here!) Please visit MY ART PAGE to view items and prices. There will also be special prizes creeping up! Also, any art you see on my page, other than wedding and family portraits, will be available for 5$ a print! Reblog and pass it on. And just to tempt you further, here are a few of the items I'm selling that are handmade:



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