Cross my heart
For the nights I can't remember
Trip
I caught fire
Truly Madly Deeply
Into the Night
Talk Dirty To me (Ha ha)
Standing All Alone
Going away to College
First Date
Navigate Me
Tongue Tied

That's off the top of my head... It's wayy past the bed time you gave me :P (12:46).

This little note is just for you since I know you'll read it :). You may not be able to draw "@" symbols very well, but you are awesome.

"Don't depend on me to ever follow through on anything but I'd go through hell for you."

I'm taking the time right now to reflect on how much my life has turned around in these past few months. Some of the biggest core shakers ever have happened and I've started to head my own way. If there's one thing I'm learning, friends, no matter how close you are, will always come and go. The true friends are the ones who are there by your side through everything. You can be seperate from them for years, run into them later on in life and it's like nothing has changed. For me, maturity is hitting and I'm beginning to see that having a small group of close friends is much better than a large group of distant acquaintances. There are very few people who I can stand to be with for more than a few hours at a time. You know who you are. And this note really is just so you all know I'm always here for you. Call me at anytime of the night and I'll walk 3 hours in minus thirty weather just to be with you. You've always been there for me. "Me, I'm used to being tired and bloody,t you believed that I could be somebody. You put your world on hold for me, Gave away to follow failure through the fire". You're always here for me and I love you to death for that.


So here's to those days we went crazy, those nights wild and hazy and the days we'll never forget up on those rooftops.




<3 Always.



















<3

Well, it's been a while since I've written something. But lately I've been so busy that I have no time really for anything. I've been working 14-18 hours a week and busting my ass for exams. I don't even have a social life anymore. I've spent my days writing this god damn art proposal. Sunday was my first weekend-day off in forever. So I spent it at twiggs. Anyways I have really sore wrists from all the typing I've been doing so I'm going to leave you with a copy of my superb proposal...gag.



Art Proposal

When I first started this project, I had my mind set one way. I was going to paint my images in a realistic style and make them appear life like. I was set to only use acrylic paint and almost not “stray away” from what I knew best. But then, as I was working, something happened. I began to notice so many challenges with my artwork and I was flustered with the effect on acrylic paints. So then I began to stray away. I began to wonder what my artwork would look like in different mediums. Then it started. I worked with water colours, pastels and oil paints and was impressed by my results. I was finally finding what I wanted to do truly. My chosen theme was “moments captured”. I decided to take photographs and recreate them into my new found style of art. Each Image is done in a very, loose style of art. Almost impressionistic. All the images are original photographs taken by either myself or someone close to me. All of these images are very special to me. The basic message that is coming across here is how images can savor a memory and how one single image can bring back emotions. Or even the feeling of a painted image can make someone feel.

I have always been an art kid. While others were out playing soccer or baseball, I'd spend my days drawing in sketchbooks and painting. I also always loved taking photographs. So when I wasn't drawing, I'd be out taking pictures. When I first started painting, I liked to stick with what I knew I was good at. But then I started to experiment. And that's what my five works were tied into; experimentation. Photography always played an important part in my life because it always held memories for me. Whenever I missed someone, I could always look at their photograph and remember the good times we've had together. I love searching for new ways to express myself and this was a great opportunity to do this. I've learned how to use new mediums to my benefit. In my artwork I noticed a great deal of improvement over the semester. To me, it seems as though I've learned how to handle the brush better and how to mix my colours more accurately. My strongest elements of art are colour and texture. I use a variety of colour in my works and don't really enjoy dull colours. Some of my artworks also have a lot of texture. I used modeling paste to give it even more texture. I enjoy the effect of the art almost “popping” out of the canvas. I also enjoy including harmony in my works. I feel that an image should always blend and look good. If a colour isn't right, I'll find another colour which suits the work better.

For my works, I varied my mediums. I used started with acrylics, having 2 works done in it. Then I began to be tired of using one medium and decided to work with water colour. After experimenting with water colour and not really feeling satisfied with the results, I moved on to pastel, only to feel the same as water colour with the results. I then proceeded to use oil paints and felt content with the end. They were easy to blend and I was able to give my art an impressionistic look without the struggle of the paint drying fast. My final piece was done in mixed medium with both acrylic and Oils. The acrylics used for the background and the oils used for the finer and more detailed parts. My brush strokes are usually quick strokes which are kind of all splotched on the canvas to create my image. The strokes are very loose and rhythmical when I do them.

As for historical influences, two names are very strong to me in influence. Claude Monet and Tom Thompson. Claude Monet's impressionistic style has influenced me greatly in how someone who can't paint details very well, can still make a great impression on the world. Simple, blurry images up close, create such beautiful works from a distance. I take Monet's words to heart gI can only draw what I see g. I also when painting, think not of the objects in the painting, but more of the colours I am painting. I love being able to paint freely and not worry about the little details. I am also influenced by Tom Thompson in a lot of ways. His paintings are very vivid and are realistic but in the same aspect not really. They lack depth but you can still see the image. There is a sense of lack of shading and strange colours which are incorporated into his images. I feel that I use the very loose style like him and make my images realistic to some extent bus also make them more flat. There isn't really a difference in background to foreground as in colour change, but you can still tell what is up close because of the proportions of the objects and their placements.


There were a lot of struggles with my works when I first started and all the way through to the end. But what is life without a challenge? When I first started off, I had no idea how I would turn my photography into artwork. I struggled to do detail in my images and almost re create then photographs. Then I came to realize that a looser style was what I felt comfortable with. Also, I had problems at first with drawing my picture onto the canvas. I've always had a struggle with proportion. But I began to use tricks and techniques such as comparing the size of two objects on the actual image to their sizes on the canvas to improve. Other than that, I just let myself go. I chose to be free with what I painted and hoped I would turn out for the best.

Wow I haven't written on here in a while. My life hasn't really had too much excitement except for Christmas. Man, I sure do love Christmas. Not because of the presents, but because of the turkey. Mmm I love turkey.Anyways, scored two new kittens. They're both tuxedo cats but one is a polydactyly cat which means she has an extra toe on both her front paws. So we called her mittens. She's about 3 months old. Our other kitten's name is Phantom because he has a half white face like the Phantom of the opera. He's about six months old. Oh my gosh I sound like a crazy cat lady...




Mittens


Phantom

There once was a girl named Ali
But as was expected she wasn't from Cali
She had some friends
And she hoped they would never end

One day a bitch came
And stole away her fame
So Ali decided she was gunna kick some ass
And it happed, the bitch didn't make a pass

So Ali with her head held high
Glade that she didn't die
Walked off to claim her fame
Teaching others not to mess with her, what a shame

LONG LIVE ALI!!!

I guess there's just that breaking point in everyone's life where they just want change. Sure I've been through so many appearance changes you can't count them on one hand, but this time it's time for a personality change. I'm tired of trying to fight for what I want to be. It feels like I've been replaced. I was always the one to plan things and keep things organized. But now I've been almost to say shoved aside. So why waste energy and fight? I'll keep my life organized and maybe plan things with those who can just go with the flow, but other than that I'm done this battle. If you want to take this as your glory and your win, than with all do respect go a head. But I do forewarn you that with some people it can be a challenge. I'll take this newfound energy and use it towards more important things in my life like work, family and school. At least I know these things will help me in my future. It's time to break these chains.

all night movies fest are fun. ugghhh i'm so tirrrrrrrred.

So yada yada it's thanksgiving. Wee hoo. I mean it's not that I don't like the turkey and stuff, but shit. Sometimes family drives me nuts. I mean, my grandma has inheritance for all the grandchildren right? Well I want to use mine for a car but NOO I should be thinking about my education. But then mr. Joe Brad comes in and says he bought a guitar with his and that's okay. I don't know. I just get fed up sometimes with things. Other than that the family dinner was okay. I don't know where I stand anymore with family. Sometimes I wish I were a hermit...

Nothing really new to report in my life. It's been two weeks since my kitty cat died and nothing really feels the same anymore. I'm not depressed, it's just like life has lost it's sparkle. I don't really know. I'm sure in time things will shine again, but for now, I'm just kind of going with the flow.

So next tuesday its back to school. Oh joy, Oh bliss. It's kind of a good thing though because it's my last year. And I'm STOKED to get out of high school. I'm all done my school shopping. I bought this awesome black and red sweater yesterday; it makes me smile. Yay. I work tonight. First time I'm actually going to be dealing with customers. This should be fun. I hope none are bitchy, or I'll punch em' out.

So as I look at my calendar, I realize that summer is almost over. And I feel like I wasted half of it at that shitty hotel. But what can I do. Anyways this summer has been filled with some of the greatest memories of my life so far. I think I've finally come to terms on what I want in life, and I think it's time for me to start settling down. This summer has been a summer of bonding. Sarah my wonder full cousin (who is more like my sister), came down for three weeks to visit. And in those three weeks we became closer than we've ever been.Other than that I learned new experiences this summer from my job to hell and back; I learned that co works are the ones who invented backstabbing and lies. All the people I worked with ever did was talk about each other and complain. It was ridiculous. The last straw for me was when a friend of mine was fired for having piercings. So then I walked out. I was all set to go back with Sarah to her home far, far away, when I was hired by a grocery store. So far the job doesn'tseem too bad, but only time will tell. In my last week of summer there's few things I wish to accomplish. Get my ass in gear for school and make some cash. <br><br>

 

So this is being written a little late but we'll just pretend I actually wrote this on the first of july. I went camping last week with my uncle and Sarah. It was fun. We found a nice little town to camp in and we had a BEAUTIFUL camp site right by the lake. But that night sarah and I slept in a tent and I swore we were going to have a tornado come and suck us up. Oh my it was scary but funny. Then a june bug tried to crawl in my ear. The next day after we dropped sarah off at home, my uncle and I took the long way home and drove home through a few big cities. It was a great way to start summer break . <3<br>

Well I was getting tired of my old livejournal so I made a new one! That one had some things on it which I need to just forget about in life! Anyways Hope you all enjoy this new one!!!