Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Can you feel the pressure?

I sure can. Let's list my pressures, shall I?

-I have a 5foot x 4foot painting due on Thursday
- Start and finish a 24 x 30 mixed media drawing today
- Start and finish a 24 x 30 mixed media drawing next Wednesday
- Revamp my art piece for the Emergence show before I drop it off on Sunday
- Find a job so I can pay my bills and be able to afford gas
- Have two weeks to complete two 24 x 30 nature vs. culture paintings 


This is art up the wazoo. Normally I wouldn't care, I like art motivation, but deadlines drain me. I'll get it all done except maybe the job one, I'll just be sacrificing my life and sleep. I'll put up pictures in my other blog my-illustrated-life.blogspot.com of all the stuff when I get them done. 

Monday, March 16, 2009

Potential Proposal with Kleenex

This past weekend I thought perhaps Matt was going to propose to me. We hadn't been on a date in several...months? so for him to plan one and not tell me what we were doing seemed like a surefire thing. I did think, "well he could of been sneakier about it and not even tell me we were going out", which also made me think, "oh you silly nilly, he's not asking you on Saturday, get that out of your head!" which of course is impossible to do once it's in your head.

It actually was a well planned day. In all of the time Matt and I have been together, we have never spent a day walking downtown together, so Matt decided it was time. We went to the Van Art Gallery (which he so slyly told me on Friday we would go on Sunday when I told him "I WANNA GO"), and then we went to a super yuppie/trendy place called Joey's,

(waitress: so have you been to joey's before? 
us: *look at each other, look back at the waitress* nope
waitress: *disgusted look* ooooohhhh...)

and then we basically wandered around the streets, the chapters, and the mall. That night we were suppose to babysit Matt's niece Isabelle, but I started thinking, "maybe it's a ploy..." but reassured myself it wasn't...sort of. It would of been perfect to ask me that day, besides the fact that both of us were sick.  I'm actually glad he didn't ask then because the proposal would probably sound like this:

Matt: *gets down on one knee but needs to balance himself on near by bench because he feels faint* just a second
Amanda: *stuffed nose* nohka
Matt: Amanda will you *cough* marry *cough* me?
Amanda: ES, ES ni mill mairy new! *kleenex*
Matt: I think I'm going to hurl...
Amanda: *HACK*

So my hunch ended up being wrong (not the first time), but the day went well besides being sick. We ended the day at Matt's brother's house to babysit for the evening, which always proves to be entertaining; Isabelle is quite the attention getter. 

Here are some shots Matt and I took from our day! 


one of the interactive art pieces in the "how soon is now" exhibit


the exhibit was amazing. one of my art teacher's work was in it.



the problem of having short arms


isabelle think's fingers belong on the lens


just like uncle matt



haha the best is when she shakes her head