July 24, 2008
New Bike!
I bought a new (old) bike! Huzzah. Now I am truly a Portlander. Tomorrow: my first ride to work.
Oh sexy bike. Green, yes. Comfy seat, yes. Comfy handlebars, yes. Gears and handle-brakes, yes. Kickstand, yes. Low center frame, yes. Fenders, yes. "Strap shit on" spot, yes. Um...bell, yes.
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July 20, 2008
The People We Love
The People I love cause me to feel:
Angry
Restless
Jealous
Creative
Useful
Alone
Boring
Energetic
Bored
Different
Slow
Shallow
Valued
Unique
Embarrassed
Talented
Stuck
Also: Lately I have gotten little glimpses of what I think my future could look like. And with a few little tweaks and changes I think, this could be it, I might be excited about this. And then I see something else really exciting and amazing and new and different that reminds me that that there are a thousand ways to have a future. And that maybe what I was picturing isn't really ideal after all.
With all my self-destruction and second-guessing I'm bound to get nowhere at all.
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July 18, 2008
"The People We Love" project
I finished this piece about Molly today. Links to more images and detail below (posts on the Nesbit blog).
See planning and first stages here. See the rest of the final product images here.
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July 17, 2008
Bespectacled
I'm reading through the Harry Potter series again.
...I know.
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July 08, 2008
Check check and check
On a day to day basis, there are little things that need to be done, should be done, and things you just really want to do. I'm not really much of a list-maker; I have always been a mental-list keeper. This, of course, makes it hard to let go of the stress of a "to-do." At least by writing down your projects you can let the paper worry about each un-checked box.
I realize just how much keeping the list mentally affects me. When I first realized as a child that I preferred to keep mental lists, my lists usually consisted of:
- Pack a lunch
- Return book to the library
- Ride the bus home today
- Find passport (this one was freaking me out just a little, seeing as how I had no idea where it was since the time I moved to Portland)
- Register car in Oregon*
- Organize shload of crap in storage downstairs (lead to the finding of the passport)
- Conquer fear of the file-box (sparked by both the finding of the passport and by the amount of paperwork-to-be-filed pulled out of the shloads downstairs)
- Take car to the shop* (*this and the registration are more costly endeavors, which is why they got put off. At least I knew how much the registration would cost. This, my squealing car, I don't even want to know...)
- Pay second installment for Elly's painting
I don't think this has made me any more likely to start making lists. The sooner I make a list, the sooner I have proof of my unproductivity. Nonetheless, I do feel better for having accomplished something that lightens my mental burden.
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June 24, 2008
The Secret Lives of Toothbrushes
There is a four-slot toothbrush holder in our medicine cabinet. The four slots, in a row, are typically filled as such: John, John's razor, empty, and me (Kate's toothbrush doesn't fit, so it hangs out on the shelf above). Every now and then I open up the cabinet and, in an unexpected sense of embarrassment or claustrophobia, find John's toothbrush on the wrong side of the razor, in the normally empty spot, bristles facing mine. I can never decide if the confrontation is hostile or friendly, but it somehow always makes me feel very uncomfortable. Part of me is screaming "give me some breathing room, will you!" Part of me is quiet and self-conscious.
And then I remember that it is only a toothbrush. I close the cabinet and see myself in the mirror. I say out loud, "you are so weird."
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May 30, 2008
Day 8
I mean really, sometimes having a small child around is like having a doll. And this is what I do with dolls:
Make cute little dresses!
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May 28, 2008
Day 6
This morning I finished the spiderweb hooks. It was a beast to hang, but I finally figured out a way of drilling holes halfway into the wood from the back and then screwing in these metal hooks to line up over the holes....yeah, stupid and complicated...and you don't care (who cares what's on the back anyway?).
And see that green lovely above it? That's a work by Jamie. I like Jamie. I like her work. I love that I have her work and that it is finally up. Yay. Speaking of other people's work... I also hung a sweet little painting that Stacy gave me from her senior show. I love love love it. It's the white one with purple bits. And then there is the beautiful sculpture near the bottom. Rebecca made that. I bought it. I think it is so gorgeous. Thank you Becca.
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May 27, 2008
Homegrown delights
This afternoon I enjoyed a few delicious surprises. First the sun came out. Then I put together a little salad of radish and alfalfa sprouts (both homegrown), accompanied by veggie burger patty (I know, but really, Amy's Chicago style veggie burger is the best I have EVER had) topped with two year old aged vintage white Tillamook Cheddar. Yum. It was a surprisingly delicious meal enjoyed in surprisingly nice weather. Perfect.
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Day 5
It's nearly the end of day 5 and I am feeling good. Satisfied and fulfilled. It doesn't really matter what I am making, it just matters that I am making.
Today I continued working on this piece. I painted a layer of gloss gel medium for shine. Then I started painting the dots for the web design.
This is the completed web pattern. I couldn't get a good picture of the thing without a glare, so this is a super clumsy shot. Bah.
I will be adding two little metal coat hooks in the bottom left corner, then this thing is going by my door. Functional art, huzzah!
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