Friday, May 19, 2006

General Update

So I guess nothing crazy has happened in Morganton lately. At least I haven't heard about it. My friend is doing well. She's getting a new job and an apartment for her and her daughter. That's a relief, we're very close so I always worry about her. I started "working out" again the other day and am now very sore. I put that phrase in quotes because I don't really think what I do qualifies as a workout. I can't really do anything too strenuous seeing as how I'm an 85 year old woman. I did my Budokon home workout which is about 20 minutes of yoga and 20 minutes of karate kicks and punches with a meditation session at the end. I believe it helps me with my flexibility, which I am quickly losing, and I like the meditation at the end. I've never really been very sore from it before so I guess that shows exactly how out of shape I am. I plan on hopefully doing my New York City Ballet workout tonight. It's not quite as fun as Budokon, but it also helps with my flexibility and is something a little different from yoga. Plus, I'm taking Ballet 1 in the fall as my PE so I think it will give me a little jump start.

In other news, I just got a message from DJ's best friend wanting me to call him back. Even though I am still friendly with DJ, I don't really want to talk to this person. He makes me feel pretty bad in general, so I don't think I'll call him back. That makes me feel guilty too. I'm a little surprised that he called me at all. I thought he knew I don't really like him. I confuse myself. I feel like I'm very upfront with people and what I think about them, but it seems like a good percentage of people just don't get it. DJ and Robert, the guy in question, have always been the type of people that think that no matter what they do, if they wait long enough the injured party will get over it. They've known me for over 4 years now so I don't know why they think this philosophy applies to me. It's befuddling. I think I'm making the right decision not calling him back.

Tuesday, May 16, 2006

Illustration and Stuff

As we all know, Mom got a digital camera for Mother's Day. I installed it on her computer in exchange for me to be able to borrow it and take pictures of my illustration work from this past semester. The work was two big to be scanned. The pictures aren't very good, because I can't handle digital cameras very well, but you get the idea.

This first project was supposed to be a black and white spot newspaper illustration about dreams. Originally I wanted to draw a succubus about to attack, but decided to go a more traditonal route that would appeal to more people. Also, my teacher told me he could see that I really had a personal connection to a succubus. He had only known me for like a week, plus I don't think I act like that at all, so I was pretty offended. Anyway, obviously the basic idea for this is a child's room morphing into different animals and such while she's sleeping.




This next project was for a magazine cover about love. I think this is pretty self-explanatory. I did it with prismacolor pencils which are pretty waxy. It's been in my car for a long time so the wax has created a weird film over it in areas. You can kind of see that on the right.


This project is one of my favorites. It's kind of hard to see in the picture what it is though. The assignment was to put an animal in a human situation or make an animal into a vehicle. I kind of combined both and drew a pig in a cop's uniform as a helicopter flying over a pot field. The dark parts are the marijuana bud, which is what is actually smoked. I thought if I left those off, it wouldn't be as funny. They're too dark. I just think that combatting marijuana smoking is a colossal waste of time.


This is one is my very favorite. It was supposed to be self-promotional piece, but since I don't believe my illustration skills are as strong as my graphic design skills, I don't plan on using any of this stuff for my portfolio. I decided to have more fun with it. I also considered it my opportunity to make myself look really hot. I particularly like the little comic strip at the bottom. The redneck portrayed may be inspired by a real person.


So I'm kind of wishing summer school would start. I have about another week and a half. Thanks to some anonymous donors, I was able to register for a mythology class that will count as my last English credit. I'm pretty excited about the course, hopefully it will be interesting. I've always been interested in different myths from different cultures and how they influence our lives even today.

I've also decided that I need some distractions. According to Napoleon Dynamite, girls like guys with skills, you know like numchuck skills, computer skills...conversely I'm guessing guys like girls with skills. I don't really care that much about that, but I have decided I'm going to workout again. I've lost most of the weight I gained after high school, however, there are a few pounds that are staying just to spite me. I just want to get in good shape. I don't feel like I'm strong enough or that I could defend myself if something happened. I mean, I can handle myself in a fight if I know it's coming, but probably not if I was attacked or something. I'm also a little terrified by the fact that my fibromyalgia seems to be getting worse and worse every year. So I think I'm going to work on that. Hopefully if I get into good shape it won't be aggravated as badly.

Monday, May 15, 2006

I curse the day I offered to do these invitations. Megan has been really good about them. She doesn't really care what I do with them as long as I have them done in time and they have the requisite information. I may have just chosen a really complicated way of producing them. I also had a relatively short amount of time to work.

Anyway, here is a little bit of my process for those who are interested. I looked up some pictures of elephants and them sketched them on paper. I sketched them in pencil and them went over that with pen, which kind of made some of the elephants look psycho.



Then I scanned them into the computer and traced them in Adobe Illustrator with the pencil tool. I still tried to maintain the sketchy, illustrative quality of a hand drawing. Then I copy/pasted the Illustrator files into Photoshop. I colored in the drawings with the paintbrush tool on a low opacity so it still looked handmade with markers or actual paint. This took a VERY long time with help of the layers feature and eraser tool. The rest of the invitation was also created in Photoshop. Here is the basic finished product. I scanned it in so I wouldn't have those weird color problems from before. The colors here are still pretty washed out, but at least the strawberries don't look like grapes. Also, the margins are a little off from the actual invitation.


Here is the cover as before. I made some adjustments to the back feet and added a tail:
After you open the cover you see this, I added more strawberries, moved the image to the corner and reconfigured the text. I hope the juice doesn't look like blood. I think it does:
Here is the inside with the actual party info. Isabella is kind of strangely obsessed with laughing right now. She has a really creepy fake laugh that she uses most of the time now. That's why I included all the laughing onomatopoeias.

This is a logo I put on the back like the card company or something. I actually already had the bee from a logo project I did in Graphic Design I. I call Isabella Isabee sometimes so I just thought it was cute.

Sunday, May 14, 2006

It's Official

I'm completely depressed. I just feel like a raw ball of emotions. My best friend did leave her husband and I guess as a going away present he beat her up and trash their house in front of their daughter.

Today I just kept thinking about all the weird things that have been happening to people I know. I came to the conclusion that most people my age are just selfish and heartless. I was getting really upset until I realized that I'm the same way. I'm personalizing other people's tragedies. None of the things that have happened really have anything to do with me, but I'm getting all worked up over them. I mean, until I found out I knew the rapist in that case I was completely uninterested in it. I actually woke up with the TV on, the story was being reported and I turned it off.

Also, all my friends that actually made it college have graduated and I still have another year and a half.