Sunday, May 06, 2012
I'd much rather be kayaking...
Wow.
Where to begin?
My second year at east lit has proved better, more trying, and more rewarding than the first. Being super involved is really taking a toll right now though. Prom was yesterday (I'm the prom coordinator). Volleyball try outs are in 3 weeks (going into my second season as head coach). And to top it off, I'm now the department head and will be teaching ap next year. Whew! By, everyday is interesting. Never a dull moment.
Life outside of work is almost nonexistent, but I'm working on it.
My summer, which is only 3 weeks away, will be full of lots to do.
Amberland in 19 days.
Aaron and Annie's wedding the 1st of June.
3 weeks of camp.
1 week of ap training.
3 days of volleyball camp.
2 days of professional development.
Lots of kayaking.
It's going to be great:)
Only 3 more Mondays of school left. Can't wait for the 24th!
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Sunday, April 10, 2011
guest list. for life.
i have one foot in the graphic design door. it's kind of exciting.
aaron found that a favorite band of ours needed a promo paster for this big festival they put on that we are going to... basically, i volunteered/he volunteered me to do it... and i did.
aaron found that a favorite band of ours needed a promo paster for this big festival they put on that we are going to... basically, i volunteered/he volunteered me to do it... and i did.
then, last night while driving to huntsville, al from bon aqua, tn for a pgroove show, i stressed out about not having bought tickets early.
aaron made a phone call, left a voice mail, and twenty minutes later received a text... i was on the guest list.
too cool? yes!
but one of the coolest parts? aaron was the plus one... that's usually me. i felt special.
the show was awesome... i got hugs from all but 1 of the band members when they realized i was the girl that did the poster.
THEN on the way home i opened an email from the guy who got us on the guest list, he thanked me for my work and told me he was sending me an autographed poster. :)
AND THEN.... i told him thanks and that i would be happy to do more stuff in the future. so right now i'm sitting at my computer working on a promo poster that the band will use.
the best part? i'm on the guest list for any and all shows i want to go to... ever.
yea.
i'm kind of a big deal.
Wednesday, February 02, 2011
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
inspiration
the thing about art that nike could never understand, is that there is no "just do it."
rutledge and i were involved in a 50 comment facebook thread about not feeling inspired to do art, but wanting to create something so bad, it hurt.
one of the comments on the thread was from a friend of rut's who told us both, "well, just do it then!"
it's not that easy. when i force myself to create, i often look at what i attempted to create and realize what a complete train wreck it is. then the anxiety and what we call the "duomo effect" begin.
there's a certain feeling of emptiness when i can't create because i know it's going to be junk. there are days in a row that i tell myself not to even try... "lyn, if you pick up that pencil whatever you do is going to look like trash."
the contrived art, or, art that you have to think about when creating it, is, for lack of a better term, poop.
i wish dadams, senior clayton, babbo keller, and bev would send me prompts every week or two so i could at least have some where to start from.
on saturday afternoon i spent hours pouring over photos from italy, dallas, and nashville, trying desperately to be inspired... didn't work.
then i forced myself to pick up some chalk pastels... i know, even after the mantra of "lyn, it's going to be complete crap..." i made myself sit down in front of a piece of water color paper with a big smudge of chalk pastel on it from another project.
i started with some yellow. then to some purple. i was ok with it at this point and should have just walked away... but didn't. i grabbed a garish blue, grey, red, and the worst mistake of all... black. ugh.
i drew a figure that had been in my head and did patches of colors swirling everywhere... i almost threw up it was so disgusting. i picked up a stenciling paint brush and began to blend the colors together, brown, great...
i became mad at the paper. how could it let me do this?
i ran my hands over the paper to blend everything together to get rid of the figure and the swirls and then took a wheat colored yellow and drew a straight line through the middle of the page, filling in everything below the line with that color, trying to hide my horrifying attempt at creation... then filled the top half with blue.
wheat field? florence sky line? make something up?
i thought of a photo i had taken in italy and feverishly began searching for it over the next day and a half. when i finally found the photo, it looked nothing like i thought it did. ugh again.
still have the half yellow, half blue piece of paper... still stewing over what to do with it.
so today, i thought of a tree. and painted it. i don't completely hate it. maybe i'm on the road to recovery...
rutledge and i were involved in a 50 comment facebook thread about not feeling inspired to do art, but wanting to create something so bad, it hurt.
one of the comments on the thread was from a friend of rut's who told us both, "well, just do it then!"
it's not that easy. when i force myself to create, i often look at what i attempted to create and realize what a complete train wreck it is. then the anxiety and what we call the "duomo effect" begin.
there's a certain feeling of emptiness when i can't create because i know it's going to be junk. there are days in a row that i tell myself not to even try... "lyn, if you pick up that pencil whatever you do is going to look like trash."
the contrived art, or, art that you have to think about when creating it, is, for lack of a better term, poop.
i wish dadams, senior clayton, babbo keller, and bev would send me prompts every week or two so i could at least have some where to start from.
on saturday afternoon i spent hours pouring over photos from italy, dallas, and nashville, trying desperately to be inspired... didn't work.
then i forced myself to pick up some chalk pastels... i know, even after the mantra of "lyn, it's going to be complete crap..." i made myself sit down in front of a piece of water color paper with a big smudge of chalk pastel on it from another project.
i started with some yellow. then to some purple. i was ok with it at this point and should have just walked away... but didn't. i grabbed a garish blue, grey, red, and the worst mistake of all... black. ugh.
i drew a figure that had been in my head and did patches of colors swirling everywhere... i almost threw up it was so disgusting. i picked up a stenciling paint brush and began to blend the colors together, brown, great...
i became mad at the paper. how could it let me do this?
i ran my hands over the paper to blend everything together to get rid of the figure and the swirls and then took a wheat colored yellow and drew a straight line through the middle of the page, filling in everything below the line with that color, trying to hide my horrifying attempt at creation... then filled the top half with blue.
wheat field? florence sky line? make something up?
i thought of a photo i had taken in italy and feverishly began searching for it over the next day and a half. when i finally found the photo, it looked nothing like i thought it did. ugh again.
still have the half yellow, half blue piece of paper... still stewing over what to do with it.
so today, i thought of a tree. and painted it. i don't completely hate it. maybe i'm on the road to recovery...
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
I love my job.
One of my precious students told me she's pregnant, I'm glad she did... If she hadn't, I wouldn't have been able to tell her how proud of her I was for not going through with the abortion.
Friday, October 22, 2010
sorry.
so i started teaching in august. it has been a rollercoaster, a picnic, and a nightmare. but i love it.
i coached volleyball, which to be honest was the main reason i didn't post from the time i got the job until now. i was getting home at 8 or 9 everynight, going to bed, getting up and doing it all over again.
i have had my fall break. spent most of it in dallas...
i had such a wonderful time. i miss nash the second i get on the plane. i knew that going to see him would just bring back memories and feelings... which i was afraid of... now that it's happened...?
i coached volleyball, which to be honest was the main reason i didn't post from the time i got the job until now. i was getting home at 8 or 9 everynight, going to bed, getting up and doing it all over again.
i have had my fall break. spent most of it in dallas...
...with nash.
got to see april too!
i'm not so afraid.
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Saturday, July 03, 2010
6am
i woke up around 545 this morning to the sounds of my friend nicole packing. she stopped to have dinner and spend the night last night on her way from ohio to gulf shores; a friend of ours is getting married. since mom and dad got home from their trip yesterday, i decided not to go to the wedding. also because i leave for camp a week from today.
last night i was showing my parents my stairwell painting and i realized i really like it.
when i first finished it, i wasn't too crazy about it. now, i can't stop looking at it. there's something about it that draws me in. i love it. i'm finally proud of it.
on thursday i had 2 interviews scheduled, it turned in to 3.
my first interview was at 1030 in nashville @ the east literature magnet high school (the job i really want). i showed up early to the school, saw a girl walk out of the principal's office, he called me in (around 10:15), did the interview thing (not too sure how it went, could have been better). when i walked out (10:37) there was already another girl waiting. he told me he was interviewing a lot of people for the job and that he would let me know one way or the other by the 12th.
my second interview was in columbia with the head of hr for maury co. schools. just a screening to say whether i should even continue with the application process. when my interview was just ending he asked me what i was doing now, i told him going home, he told me that was incorrect. he sent me directly from there to talk to a principal in mt. pleasant @ the school for visual and performing arts (5-8). that interview (the 3rd) went very well, i think. he gave me a tour of the school, then the art room, he wants me to come back sometime this coming week and interview with his team of... i don't know what to call them. but if they like me i'm in.
such a dilemma. the principal at mt.pleasant asked if both jobs were offered to me, which would i take? and at first i really didn't know. i told him i would have to just take some time and pray and think about it. hopefully the job i want is the job i need.
last night i was showing my parents my stairwell painting and i realized i really like it.
when i first finished it, i wasn't too crazy about it. now, i can't stop looking at it. there's something about it that draws me in. i love it. i'm finally proud of it.
on thursday i had 2 interviews scheduled, it turned in to 3.
my first interview was at 1030 in nashville @ the east literature magnet high school (the job i really want). i showed up early to the school, saw a girl walk out of the principal's office, he called me in (around 10:15), did the interview thing (not too sure how it went, could have been better). when i walked out (10:37) there was already another girl waiting. he told me he was interviewing a lot of people for the job and that he would let me know one way or the other by the 12th.
my second interview was in columbia with the head of hr for maury co. schools. just a screening to say whether i should even continue with the application process. when my interview was just ending he asked me what i was doing now, i told him going home, he told me that was incorrect. he sent me directly from there to talk to a principal in mt. pleasant @ the school for visual and performing arts (5-8). that interview (the 3rd) went very well, i think. he gave me a tour of the school, then the art room, he wants me to come back sometime this coming week and interview with his team of... i don't know what to call them. but if they like me i'm in.
such a dilemma. the principal at mt.pleasant asked if both jobs were offered to me, which would i take? and at first i really didn't know. i told him i would have to just take some time and pray and think about it. hopefully the job i want is the job i need.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
my soul feels better...
i took better pictures of 'stairwell' this morning, much better. from an actual camera and not a cell phone.
stairwell
oil on canvas
18x36
this painting was extremely fun. i needed to create. i am noticing so much more a difference in myself when i am creating and when i am not. much more sane when i have time to actually do art.
click on the pictures for enlargements
thanks to 'mal' for the photo
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Friday, June 04, 2010
summer
is warm.
the only update i really have is about daddy and i working on the motorcycle. got so much done in the 9 hours we were down there working today. we're getting down to little things like the battery, oil filter, gas tank, seat... "quick" stuff.
went to plaza with mom the other day- needed some paint. needed to paint. i hadn't been able to paint at all this past semester, it was awful. the most art i did was with the kids- and i needed another outlet. i was going insane, as irving stone wrote that i would. (see artist statement below) so, i scrounged up some supplies, a canvas that had been taunting me since december, and a photo. i worked on it for about an hour last night and was in such a euphoric state that i did about half the painting. so far, i like it. i'm excited to see the completion.
also staring at a pile of other blank canvases, scenes of italy dance around my head... possibly france... germany... czech... switzerland... uk... ugh... i want to go back.
pictures of motorcycles and paintings to follow.
the only update i really have is about daddy and i working on the motorcycle. got so much done in the 9 hours we were down there working today. we're getting down to little things like the battery, oil filter, gas tank, seat... "quick" stuff.
went to plaza with mom the other day- needed some paint. needed to paint. i hadn't been able to paint at all this past semester, it was awful. the most art i did was with the kids- and i needed another outlet. i was going insane, as irving stone wrote that i would. (see artist statement below) so, i scrounged up some supplies, a canvas that had been taunting me since december, and a photo. i worked on it for about an hour last night and was in such a euphoric state that i did about half the painting. so far, i like it. i'm excited to see the completion.
also staring at a pile of other blank canvases, scenes of italy dance around my head... possibly france... germany... czech... switzerland... uk... ugh... i want to go back.
pictures of motorcycles and paintings to follow.
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
here's to you, matt walters.
don't know that this is the best way to spread the news, but matt walters died after a head on collision with an 18 wheeler.
matt was a great friend, a hilarious and witty guy.
probably would not have made it through my freshman year at HU without him.
prayers and much love to the walters family.
Sunday, May 09, 2010
Thursday, April 22, 2010
one of the coolest things in my life...
a couple quotes from the night:
"If you can make $.50 an hour in Mexico and $5 an hour here, if you're any kind of parent, you're over the border." on immigration
"Above the fireplace is a painting of George Washington. Who'd you expect... Rutherford B. Hayes?" on the oval office
"The first plane was an accident, the second plane was an attack, the third plane was a declaration of war." on 9/11
i am still in awe that i got to experience that man speak. it was such an amazing time. at the end we (the PACKED) benson sang the lord bless you, he cried. so did i.
Monday, April 19, 2010
Sunday, April 18, 2010
freshly hand painted toms
should have included a view from the back. kind of was inspired by the mendhi designs from india and thereabouts. the right shoe took me 3 hours, the left only 2. one of my friends just thought they were a new pattern. he was impressed.
i've decided i'm kind of over school. i know the last 3 weeks will fly by, but i'm ready for tomorrow to be may 9th.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
slow down... please.
hard to believe i'm less than a month away from my college graduation. really hard to believe. it's funny to think back to my freshman year when i couldn't wait for this part to be over, now i don't want it to end.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
paintbowl 2010
paint football/paint dodge ball
green team before the function started
this one really shows the amount of paint in my hair.
green team after.
the whole group
i took an hour and a half long shower when i got home and then spent an hour picking left over paint out of my hair. then i had everyone in the apartment pick it out for about thirty minutes. this morning, i found paint in my hair. i'm sure there's still some in there.
i scored the winning touch down for our football team. :)
great function. great friends.
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