"always and nevermind..."

I'm currently intrigued by the work of Andrew Wyeth. I spotted his book/autobiography on a clearance shelf in Barnes and Noble the other day (which is kind of sad because i recently discoverd that he died on January 19th) and gained a new respect for his work. I say, "new" because I disliked his most famous work, "Christina's World." His use of color catches me off guard, sometimes. Like in my favorite piece below:




Titled "Garret Room," this picture voices an intimacy that really places the viewer close to the subject, but not so near that he or she is uncomfortable. What I mean is, here's an elderly man, alone, supposedly, in the middle of the day, napping completely exposed except for his clothes. I'm struck by the dazzling colors in the quilt and the splash of blue on the wall. Beautiful.

Another interesting thing I've noticed about Wyeth's work is that despite the seemingly realistic nature of his subjects, he often exaggerates. In a brief commentary on "Garret Room" he writes, "I guess the length of the figure is exaggerated, although he was tall." I like it.

Here are a few other favorites:

The first one, "Squalls" shows no acutal physical sign of his wife, but he's says her presence is there, nonetheless. And the second one, "Thin as Vanity" simply stands out to me for some reason.

Anyway, a lot happened this week. There were ups and downs and in-betweens, but most all God was there showing me grace in the midst of chaos.

I bought some old postcards and photographs today at an antique store. Maybe they'll serve as creative muses? Old things hide stories you know. The coolest part is that I came across a pack full of old negatives and I think they can probably be developed...I'm not for sure, but my scanner does make them look kind of cool (maybe a little creepy):

Songs I can't get out of my head as of late:

Fruit Bats--"When U Love Somebody"
Third Eye Blind--"Red Summer Sun"
Johnny Flynn--"Tickle Me Pink"
Rilo Kiley--"Close Call"
Rihanna--"Rehab" (terrible lyrics, wonderful beat)
Over the Rhine--"If Nothing Else"
Radiohead--"Videotape"

Books I'm reading:

Harry Potter IV: The Goblet of Fire
Water for Elephants
The Year of Magical Thinking

letting go...

"makin' my way back to the state line where I left you..."

Aprons! Our basic apparel construction class started making aprons today. I'm "sew" excited. Bahahaha. The pattern of my fabric says, "I'm serious about baking pies," in a loud sort of grandmother way, if that makes sense.

nana bear is nestled on the couch beside me...:)

letters billow from the page...

...like a wind through the leaves
or under the door.

words i like lately:
champagne, marmalade, bobbin, tether.

i thought the other night that when I get old I would like to grow oranges in a yard behind a little house by the sea.

i don't know much about the world. I feel naive (in the initial post i misspelled naive, how appropriately ironic) and ignorant. I walked by an exhibit of Malaysia in the photojournalism department last week and the pictures almost made me cry not because they were sad but because i don't know those people or anything about them.

here are some pictures while you wait...










you know that feeling when you're riding in a car and the sun is setting and you don't have a camera...that's what i feel like when i think of love.

i read exodus four the other day and was extremely confused.

I'm contemplating a return to this site, but I'm not completely convinced as of yet. Xanga gets a bit annoying with the adds and silly little characters jumping about the page. Simplicity is nicer, I think--I know.

hello, blog.
it's been awhile.
i blog somewhere new, now.
check it out:
http://www.xanga.com/laddielou

"If someone burps and no one hears it....did it really happen?"

"Yes. God created the world and no one was there to see it, but it still happened and if a tree falls in the forest and no one hears it, there's still a sound because I took acoustics and sound is sound."

"Okay. I like that."

It's been awhile. I anticipated not remembering my password but the letters came back like an old friend.

"When your mind is made up
When your mind is made up
There's no point trying to change it
When your mind is made up
When your mind is made up
There's no point trying to stop it..."
--Once soundtrack

I'm trying to think of ideas for a fictional short story for my creative writing class....fun. I want to write about a house named Bungaloo. Who knows how that will go.
I love it when the weather smiles.

ahhhh.lalalala.

I retract my previous statement regarding the new Kate Nash cd. The only songs I really like are the ones that are already on the radio....:(