I have a hard time remembering what it was like when I was a child learning about art. I will occasionally have flashbacks while I am teaching and then forget about them again. My strongest memories were of my teaching yelling or being upset because either we used too much paint, or we were destroying the paintbrushes by pressing down on them while painting. I do remember however going to a nursing home and making pinch pots and using tools to make impressions on the pots with the elderly people. I loved making pinch pots and was happy that we got to make at least one every year. I don’t remember glazing them, but I know we did. I also remember weaving. This was extremely frustrating for me. I just didn’t understand what I was supposed to do. I often see this frustration when I am teaching it and wish I could find a way to make it easier to understand. I also remember being confused about foreground and background. What did she mean to draw things that are closer first and the draw things that were further away last? I mean the paper is flat, soooo…. I remember going to the Ringling Museum of Art, and don’t get me wrong I loved art. I just remembered that we had an older lady giving us a tour of the museum and giving us history of each painting and a little information, I was just a little bored and probably could of done with something more interactive. I was excited about this huge painting of bison, because the painting made me feel like the bison were about to chase me out of the museum. At one point we had to make bookmarks for a book we were reading. I copied the cover and everyone thought I had traced it. My teacher knew better. Often times as an art teacher we discourage copying and want the children to produce their own ideas. The how to draw books are the worst, because they only show one way to achieve an image. We should encourage copying because it helps the student see all the details and it gives them a sense of gratification and self-satisfaction. I remember art parties. Art parties were after we had received so many stars as a group. We would have some type of yummy food and look at famous prints of paintings in the classroom. I always loved art parties.
My two fondest memories were of making a bust and making a puppet. The bust was probably the size of my fist and I think I liked it because I felt that it had more detail then anything I made. Though it didn’t look like what I wanted it to. Because we were doing so much detail I over exaggerated my indentions and lines and instead of looking like a young girl, it looked like an old lady. I think it was one of the first times where I accepted the fact that my mistakes were awesome. The puppet was probably frustrating for my teacher. We were in first or second grade and sewing all of the fabric we used wasn’t ideal so she allowed us to use hot glue guns. Surprisingly no one burned himself or herself. We also use scraps to make the face and add other details. This is about all I can remember.

MY art History (which has to be turned into a map) I cant remember a lot from my childhood soooo here we go

1st large scale art piece age 3, chocolate sauce and the hallway wall
at age 6 I attended my first professional art class at my elementary school I don't remember anything I made. I just remember being confused about over and under for weaving.
age 8 I made a puppet and met john briggs a local artist who showed me how to paint
age 10 was given my first camera and I took a picture of a my little pony
age 13 I took middle school art and made a necktie using trademark characters
age 16 Took a high school art and sculpture class. everything I made blew up in the kiln
age 17 got in trouble for an alice in wonderland mural I painted on the school window because I abstracted it..and was thrown out of art class for the day. but took me like a month to come back
age 18 painted on my first canvas a celtic fairytale couple
age 19 found out that oil paint doesnt mix well with water
age 20 made my first etchings and took my first photo class
age 21 received an award for a ceramic bust inspired by the goonies which also blew up (but I glued together)
age 22 painted a mural in the breakroom of a stein mart..it was of the ocean and I had to have patrick the starfish drinking pina colada, I also taught my first art class
age 23 to present continued teaching art and experimenting with unusual art materials

I haven't written about this, but since last April I have been trying to get into school at GMU. I have faced a lot of obstacles and even had to send a second application. Yesterday they had me come in for an interview. I had to have a digital portfolio and 20 pieces of physical art. I got to the school early, even looked at the school map before I left the house so I could find where I was supposed to go. Carried 19 pieces of art (one I thought I would be able to come back for since I was early) Got lost because the first building I went into they told me I was in the wrong building, but I wasn't. Hiked up several flights of stairs all over the place and finally came back to the original building. Despite being slightly late, the beginning of my interview went well. I had to answer two essay questions then read them out loud. They liked the answer to the first question. When I got to the second question, I don't think they liked it. I don't have a specific artist who influences me and when I make something, its because it just popped into my head randomly. They didn't like that at all and kept trying to get me say an artist name. I finally ended up saying Leonardo Da Vinci. I think he is great artist but he doesn't influence me. When we got to the portfolio, it seemed to me that they thought my art was too traditional and not enough conceptual. Their favorite piece was one that I made using wads of toilet paper layered with gesso. They wanted to know the name of it and meaning. I made up a name on the spot. I called it abstract number 87 even though I had never done 87 abstracts.
They only looked at 4 items from the physical portfolio I carried, which upsetted me because it was such a pain in the ass to carry everywhere. The digital portfolio, they seemed to imply that a lot of it was high school. Though they never came out and said it, they would ask if it was high school. Anyways long story short. I sat there for an hour and realized that when they asked for a broad range portfolio, they wanted to see a wide range of concepts and ideas.. I thought they would of wanted a wide range of mediums, so I gave them that instead. Either way I don't think it went well and its making me second guess whether or not I should be an art teacher to begin with because I don't think I can make the difference I want to make as an art teacher. but I cant work as a humanitarian aid either because I can't take Toki to Ghana or Bangladesh..... sooo I'm at a lost for what my next step should be if I don't get accepted.

You know the only animal in nature that share besides humans are marmosets. They share with not just their family and friends but even with strangers (marmosets that they don't even know) They share even when they know they can't get anything in return....Why is this important, where am I going with this?? I'm not sure..but I think I want to be a marmoset.......


....so I can have strangers sharing with me and helping me.

i'm throughly annoyed with the world in general. and if i didnt have people i cared about and vice versa, i would say i'm done with this bullshit. people are assholes..huge fucking assholes.. you know what i'm on crutches if you see me struggling to get a door open and i accidentally kick it, trying to pull it dont try to ban me and don't get in my face. it doesn't intimidate me, it just pisses me off and makes me think your about to grab me, which makes me want to hit you. i dont care if i'm on crutches and my foot doesnt move when i want it to. do not get in my face and yell at me, unless i have done something seriously wrong. in this case i didnt do shit. oh and to the idiots who made cripple jokes, i hope you all break every fucking bone in your body. and too everyone else i'm sorry your world revolves around you. and too myself, i will make more of an effort to try not to appear as though my world revolves around me. so how the fuck is everyone on here doing?


( my zombie foot/leg )

when i was younger,, my dad once planted some banana seeds in the ground.. my sister and i thought he was nuts.. i mean banana seeds come on.. they wont grow.. today my mom calls us up and says do you want some of my bananas?
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there is a moral here..
but i'm not sure what..anyways got some funny pictures from last night... when i get back to dc i will post..

everything is constantly changing, people come and go. scenes fade in and fade out. the two of us stole and claimed the corner of the floor as our own. we danced like nothing else existed. the feelings, anxieties, and worries i had prior to coming in had disappeared just by seeing him. of course i couldn't function i dropped my atm card twice trying to use the machine to get money that i didnt need nor could afford to spend.the craziness of everything, not important. the drama, the people i didnt want to see. the people i got to meet replaced that fact and remind me again that things aren't static. who knows where we will be in the future. i'm happy with where we are now. and by the way, cuddling on the sidewalk while taking a break from looking for the car. was a nice kodak moment.

can buy you happiness..so everyone give me some money and make me happy.

did 10 jumpingjacks, 20 mountain climbs, 5 push ups, 10 toe touches, 10 circles backwards, 10 forward, 10 swimming circles, 20 ski lifts,10 ankle circles on each foot, 10 sec butterfly stretch, and 3 10 missippi toe touches. that might not sound like a lot but i did all of those 7 times today to help the kids warm up. and then i had them play capture the flag and do bean bag relay races. needless to say the last class had to play on the playground because i was too pooped to do anymore exercise. 4 kids went to the clinic because of the damn monkey bars.

we went to black cat again.for the most part uneventful... i had some guy tell me jackie was sleeping outside on the sidewalk (she wasnt) and then the american airlines lobbyist just sat down and started being annoying..omg you have polka dots on and you have squares on.. i made jackie wait in the bathroom while i pretended to talk behind her back about how much i was in love with her and that she was why i moved up here. and if he had any advice how i could tell her. he just says he wants to kiss me, i tell him i'm sorry but i only have eyes for jackie..the conversation was amazing, i wish i could of recorded it because it was my best acting job ever. stayed the night at some professional skateboarders' house. they watched porn and we fell asleep. the next morning the guys wanted to be dropped off at virginia tech campus in falls church to steal textbooks from the school bookstore and sell them to students cheaper, while they made money from it. sounds like something from a palahniuk book.. we actually ended up dropping them off at a train because we had no idea where this campus was. the one guy is in love with jackie as am i...

This Monster created the entire universe "after drinking heavily." Items to support this- Disco Music, Jar Jar Binks, and the decline of passenger pigeons due to the popular McPidgin Sandwich sold at McDonald's. Evolution and carbon dating was a ploy created by this monster to confuse us And for his own entertainment. Pirates are actually like angels, and are divine beings. Christians and Hare Krishnas distorted this fact, in reality Pirates are peace loving explorers and givers of good will. They give candy to small children.Global warming, earthquakes, and natural disasters are the result of the dwindling numbers of Pirates since the 1800s. The chart on the following link proves it.http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:FSM_Pirates.jpg

Heaven is filled with beer volcanoes and stripper factories. Hell is similar, but the beer is stale and the strippers have VD.There aren't 10 commandments, but rather the Eight I'd Really Rather You Didn'ts.

This is all True because wikipedia says so.

( The Eight I'd Rather you Didn'ts )

so yesterday at school was awesome.. pretty much the main reason i was there was to supervise a college student teaching class and making sure she was doing ok.

one of the second grade girls when asked what polite means, replied "it is when you dont spit on people"

i love it

so be polite.

i think the reason why the cops dont allow people to go near plane crashes is because they dont want someone to walk in there and lie down in the wreckage ..and then get up and say "What was that?"

went on a bike ride around our nation's capital. the Potomac basin looks so much better on a bike than any other way. except you are scared that you might fall in. also it is not a good idea to try to ride your bicycle through the Arlington cemetery. i cant wait for cherry blossoms to be in bloom. the past weekend was awesome. we went to cape hatteras. if i was a surfer i would of been in heaven. it was nice to be with the family and have all 3 dogs together..toki freed she ra by chewing through her leash. (i think she meant to chew thru her own..poor puppy) ate frog legs for the first time, but didnt really like them. here are pictures from the past month.

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thats it...haha...
no wait...ummm...ummmm...is this mike even on???
like where is the camel toe..its fucking delicious..
*and chai and captn..delightfully evil..
*quarters on strings will not get you a free newspaper.. instead the machine will take your quarter and no newspaper will appear.
*diving for donuts in the dumpster.. its a good thing we didnt eat them.
*driving and getting lost and deciding to write every random word in your head on you arm ...well thats just stupid
watching mr. show, drinking amazing shiraz, and smoking jasmine..well you get the picture

this is insane..god we were sooo lucky.

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been job hunting. not really getting any response yet but its ok i'm enjoying the freedom and exploring my new world now that i have a chance. monday we went camping in the mountains. we planned it out for once..but we still have poor planning skills. we stopped at luray caverns and with toki we walked around the largest cave on this side of the us. (i was supposed to carry toki, but most of the time she wanted to walk) we stopped at quaint little antique stores and found a car buried in live sunflowers (most amazing) after luray.we drove to shenandoah and i pitched the tent while jackie looked for firewood. unfortunately it was raining so firewood was wet. jackie tried to whittle using my wine key. i went off to buy firewood. in the mean time jackie talked to the neighbors and even though i'm sure we could of started the fire ourselves.the kids came over with a piece of their fire in a shovel and started ours (they started theres with pvc thinner, not as good as diesel according to the youngest) they made fun of our little tent and said we should sleep in the car.. we put chicken dogs(or were they turkey dogs?) on the sticks that jackie whittled.. i ate half the pack. and then it started pouring. so we sat inside the car listening to music until it let up then we made s'mores. after drinking whiskey and wine we decided that it was time for bed. but we couldnt figure out how to put the fire out.. we each tried to pee on it. but we were both scared that we would somehow splatter the embers and burn our asses. so we only did it on the side (god made it easier for men to pee on everything) then it started pouring again.convinced that the rain would kill the fire. we climbed into our little tent with toki and fell asleep. the next day we drove to the highest point on skyline drive. and looked at the sea of clouds. each mountain looking like an island. we decided to head home. on the way home we stopped at more quaint shops and a glass gallery where i bought a sperm made out of glass. we also stopped at unicorn winery and took some vineyard grapes and some other mementos because they were closed and we couldnt get over the dissappointment of not being able to buy unicorn wine. last night i had the most amazing thai food. that i took home and said sweet nothings too. i'm determined that there has to be some way that i can legally marry it. though it will be gone in the morning having left via my tummy.

u know i was always under the impression that i was one of the craziest people i know..i should of known i was wrong...i got lost in arlington trying to find a house to drop off a book i borrowed from an ex coworker..pulling into a gas station a woman (or was it a man with a high voice) jumped on my car and tried to give me a banana and ask me how my weekend was.not knowing what to do i let her proceed.she gave me a piece of paper with her name(which was Sweet..that doesnt really help me figure out if she was a he or a she.)and invited me over for champagne..then left...eek. i know.i'm also under the impression that i'm going to get myself killed by the time i'm 30. hopefully i'm also wrong about that too..i met a a new friend last week.i met him in a weird little way.walking by the torpedo factory art museum on my lunch break, i was daydreaming and lost in the windows wondering what it was like to have a studio there.not realizing that there was someone on the other side of the window staring at me wondering what it was like to be outside.a guy made a funny face at me.i laughed and went back to walking to my car where i was planning on taking a nap. got to my car realized i had to go potty..walked back to the museum..used the bathroom and walked by the same window where i got another silly expression and i made another laugh and got invited in.(i should of continued to the car for naptime) hung out with him the next day. went to museums(where he sung really loud and freakishly,um its a museum.ur scaring me dude and in a bad way.) he is also very strange,nice but strange.(and i mean strange in a bad way..not the good type of strange) he invited me surfing tomorrow, but i declined..i dont feel safe if i dont have an out.i think this is why i like to have my car with me everywhere i go.also i received my paycheck of zero dollars and found out that my job was claiming more than i made so i was paying taxes on money i didnt have..so i stopped going to work..i finaly sent a text message to my boss to let her know i wasnt coming back.so tomorrow i'm hoping to go dancing or camping..not sure. i will decide when i wake up.hopefully dancing so i have some normalcy.

drank wine... mom called me and made me do plucky impressions, decided after finishing the 3rd bottle of wine. (i had been drinking for several hours) to go swimming at 12:30 in the morning.. on the way there. i notice the american flag tied to a pole.. and decided it needed to be free from the oppression of the pole.. while untying the knot a guy in a uniform showed up (rent a cop?? guy in a costume??? i dont know) and says "What are you doing?" ;me "nothing" he says to jackie who is holding a beer in her hand " you need to throw that out or i'll fine you." jackie "ok" he grabs it and pours it on the ground " where do you live?" i make up a random street and a random address which apparently wasnt so random after all. him"you need to leave the property" us "ok" we walk to the entrance loop back, climb the fence and jump in the pool. pretended to be lifeguards and jumped off the lifeguard tower.. climbed the fence and went back to the apartment.where the code decided not to work.so i climbed onto the balcony. the end... anyways needless to say i've been busy. my sister came..the cousin came...i hate monuments..... i heart museums.