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. 

numbers

spring break is over in 2 hours.
1 book report due in 5 days.
1 gsp function in 6 days.
3 formal observations in the next 2 weeks.
teach all 14 elementary art classes by myself starting tomorrow.
in 2 weeks i am done with my k-6 placement and get to go to 8-12.
7th graders don't take art at the academy.
7 weeks until graduation.
12 weeks until africa.
and i can draw a mouse using the number 3 as the body.


2 deep breaths...

artist statement

i wrote this in conjunction with my show last october- this is exactly as it appeared in the gallery with my 103 pieces...





authors have pens, judges have gavels, democrats have other people's money, i have art.

everything in my life has affected my art. from spending summer 2008 traveling europe and seeing things i had only dreamed of to always living my life with a carefree and lighthearted outlook, i have come to learn that art is not only a depiction, but an experience. i have always found the ability to communicate a human emotion or thought through a pencil, paintbrush, piece of wood, clay, fabric, or metal almost euphoric.

my art has never been for anyone. it has always been for me. only me. i have tried to find honest art within myself. attempting to find what means something to me, disregarding the thoughts of others to find my passion for art. some of my art is thought provoking, while other pieces have no meaning, but are just art for art's sake. a number of my pieces could hardly be called conventional; my art depicts life and life is often unconventional.

the things in this gallery are not merely assignments, but a small window into the past four and a half years of my life. art has never been a part of my life; it has always been my whole life.

irving stone wrote in the agony and the ecstasy that "one should not become an artist because he can, but because he must. it is only for those who would be miserable without it."

always out of the box,

lyn

"working"

check out my name tag.... it's big.
i'm sitting at my desk. eating lunch. done with classes. "working" on lesson plans......

there's a monster in my peanut butter.

i made this.... while laying in my bed, eating pb & graham crackers, watching a movie with rutledge.

hey jude....

student teaching

OH. MY. GOODNESS.
it's much more exhausting than i had anticipated.
i start teaching 4 classes next week, pick up 5 more the following week, and the week after, i teach all 14 elementary school art classes. for two weeks straight.
i would be telling a fib if i said i wasn't ready to get to the high school, but i do enjoy the little ones.
this semester needs to slow down.
2 weeks til spring break.
4 weeks til high school.
10 weeks til graduation.
stop it.

wait, what?

victoria's secret has really out-done... or maybe under-done it this time... the new topless bikini...

saturdye & sunday's lunch

yes, i know i miss spelled saturday, i did it on purpose. to spell satur-dye....
i spent some time yesterday dying over some cardigans.
i realized about 4 minutes after i put them in the dye bath that i should have taken before pictures, but i only have after...

i know this is not a very good picture, but it's what i've got right now...  the red cardigan used to be a wheat/oat color that i wore maybe twice in the two years of it's tan life. its not that i didn't like the color, it just didn't like me. not very flattering.  the purple one (which did not turn out as vibrant as i had hoped) used to be a really awkward grey. i love grey, i own and wear lots of it regularly. but this little guy just had no hope. i wore it once and all day that day, people kept asking me if i was sick. 

i think both of these will get lots more wear now that they aren't hideous.

and now to sunday lunch. i found some russet potatoes at harp's a few days ago, and had a craving for my dad's skillet potatoes. they're basically covered in olive oil, garlic, pepper, salt, and a few little tads of other yummy spices... throw them in the skillet... throw that in the oven... when they start to turn brown, take them out and eat them. YUMMY.  i've been venturing out on my cooking. and it's becoming much easier to cook for one. i used to put away left overs then forget i had them the next day and would have to throw away a lot of food... no more. :)

roman holiday...

i was sent home from school this afternoon because of a stomach virus. 

at first i saw this as a debbie downer. but i'm turning it into a positive patricia. 

i've started an audrey hepburn movie marathon. 

started with funny face. 

currently watching roman holiday... which got me reminiscing... a little over a year and a half ago, i was in europe... wandering the streets of italy, switzerland, germany, the czech republic, france, and england. 

as i watched gregory peck and ms. hepburn talk on the spanish steps, i was reminded of the night my cohorts and i sat on the curb eating gelato... walking up and down the steps, sitting with sally infront of the fountain... watching babbo get in the fountain... 

it is still a day dream to me that i was there. that i did all those things. that i went all those places. it is sadly now, just a blur.  i so love looking at my photos, reading what little i wrote on my blog and in my journal about little trips we took. 

rutledge and i were just talking today that after we have been teaching a while, we're going back. and taking our mothers. :)

i know i never put up many pictures of the trip, so here are a few more...

 the pantheon

 the triton fountain

 licking the foot of the colossal constantine!

 the vendor we bought all our scarves from

 feeding the birds at st. mark's

 anacapri

 fiesole

 outside santa maria novella

 on top of the dumo

 first day in florence

 outside the avanti

 roman forum

 venice

 pompeii

i know these are just italy, but i've already watched funny face and i'll soon be watching paris when it sizzles, so i'm sure i'll have another flashback...