Grumpy Toes

My toes are not happy. No, they are not. I got myself some glitter toes kind of a while ago (weeks? months? I can't remember), and was told by the lady who did them that they wouldn't come off. And you know, that's great in theory, but in real life application I feel like there should be a good method to get it off on purpose, and there really isn't. I finally resorted to chipping the glittery stuff off piece by piece, and now my nails look very sad indeed. I looked up pedicure prices online, and even at the beauty schools it'll be about $20, so I guess they'll just have to look sad for a little longer. One of my toes is pretty happy, though. It was hurting all last week and I couldn't figure out why, and then Chris stepped on it while we were dancing last Friday and now it feels better. Go figure.

Enough about my toes. I have kind of a crazy week ahead... or at least, a crazy day. I have all sorts of stuff due on Tuesday, including studying for a test, and I'm supposed to go to work on Monday so it could be a late night. I'm actually really, really hoping that I can get someone to cover for me tomorrow, because it's stressing me out just thinking about it. Today wasn't very productive, either, because I had to finish my egg drawing. Technically it was due last Wednesday, but because Chris accidentally threw away my special art paper last Tuesday night when I was going to start working on it, my teacher said he'd let me turn it in tomorrow. My teacher actually thought it was really funny--he said it was like the dog ate my homework, only it was my husband. I thought that was kind of a funny comparison. I don't know if Chris thought so.

Anyway, here's the drawing. Sorry it didn't photograph well:



Like it? I call it "The Difficulties of Interracial Relationships" (I used white and brown eggs :). See how the front two eggs are in wuv? And their relatives are watching them, disapproving? Ha ha, I had to try to insert something to make this drawing interesting, because drawing eggs is so boring. I can't even begin to say how happy I am to finally be done with drawing eggs. For some reason, almost every drawing teacher feels the need to assign an egg drawing, probably because of the tediosity of it all, but I'm finally done! Oh, and as long as I'm posting artwork, I'm sure you want to see this:



I call it "Beyonce in the Garden", mostly because the guys in my art class thought she looked like Beyonce. She's actually a statue sitting in the memorial garden next to the HFAC, but Beyonce works for me. The idea was to use different types of line in this drawing, and even though I was sure my teacher didn't like it (it didn't look a thing like any of the other drawings that were there), he gave me a 9. That's right, a 9. Out of 10. He's kind of a harsh grader, so I was pretty proud of myself :)

Well, it's really, really late right now, so I think I'm going to drag Chris to bed. I don't have much else to share, anyway. Unless you want to see more of the Egyptian voodoo doll?



I thought so :)

College Days and Weekend Adventures

As per usual, it's been quite awhile since I last posted. School has started, and I find my new major to be infinitely preferrable to my previous one. Of course, I'm in all the intro classes, so it's not exactly exciting yet, but I decided today that if I would rather draw a crumpled up paper bag for ten hours than read a chapter on the immune system from my old textbook, then I'm probably in the right major.

In fact, I seem to recall promising somebody (can't remember who) that I'd put up some of my artwork on my blog. So here you go:

Voila! C'est magnifique, no?

No?

Yeah, that was the obligatory blind contour drawing that they for some reason must make us do at the start of every drawing class I've ever taken. The basic idea is that you're not allowed to look at your paper at all, so proportions and lines end up all messed up because you don't know where your hand is on the page in relationship to where you've just drawn. I've always pretty much hated it. Still, this should be the last basic drawing class I ever take, so this should be the last time I ever have to do this again. Should.

I have enjoyed my Intro. to Digital Processes class, though. You pretty much sit there for 3 hours and mess around on Photoshop, which is something I like to do in my free time anyway, so it's like play time for me.

Seriously, how is this even a class?

Ha ha, my Egyptian voodoo doll :) Yep, that class is a lot of fun.

I also like my 2D Design class. It's pretty easy and fun, and my teacher's a really nice guy. We spent the first little while inventing shapes, then we talked about unity in design, and we've started working on negative space (which reminds me, the FedEx logo has received over 40 awards worldwide. Can you guess why?)

Our last assignment was to design a personal logo using our initials. One of them had to be white, and you had to be able to tell what both letters were without it being too obvious. I really, really liked the first design I came up with, but to my dismay, a few too many people were unable to identify both letters. What do you think?

Anyway, I altered it just a little bit, and this is what I came up with:

I was kind of sad at first, but now I think I like the new one better (not that there's a world of difference between them). I think the white letter is more obviously an "S" now, too. It seemed pretty obvious to me, but I've gotten everything from an A to a lowercase D, and I guess since I was the one who made it, my perception's probably a little skewed.

In other, non-school related news, Chris and I went on a weekend adventure last week. His work was having a party in Park City, so we went up and got to go on the alpine slide.

It was fun, though I'd probably like to go faster next time.

While we were in Park City, we decided to stop by the World Market, since there isn't one anywhere near Provo. Let me tell you, that place is amazing! We definitely spent over an hour there, maybe two. They have all sorts of food from different countries, as well as jewelry, little statuettes, scarves, furniture, cooking tools, and lots of other stuff. We bought some fun flavors of Jones soda there, as well as two bottles of Torani's flavoring syrup which Chris says is all over the place in Oregon, but for some reason is very scarce in Utah. I also bought a cool soup cookbook, and coveted a cute little dessert cookbook.

Chris doesn't understand my obsessive love for cookbooks. Neither do I, really, but I definitely love 'em.

After getting a little lost on our way out of Park City and ending up in Salt Lake rather than Provo, we eventually made our way back and got some dinner at a little Chinese place on Provo Center Street. Turns out that good Chinese restaurants can be kind of hard to find in Provo, but this one was really good and relatively cheap. As we ate, we checked out the BYU game score on Chris's cell phone and became thoroughly depressed, and we got to have fun trying to back out of our parking spot into game day traffic when we were finished. Then we went home and made some Italian sodas from our newly bought Torani's syrup and played Guitar Hero 5 together. It was a good day :)

Life has definitely been a lot crazier since school started, but overall it's been fun. Things are a lot better now that they've hired a few new employees at Pita Pit and I'm not being overscheduled anymore. I even volunteered to make dinner this Wednesday for a girl in our ward who just had a baby, realizing to my delight that I would actually have time to do so. In fact, maybe I should try cooking more often--Chris is a little too happy that we're having "real" dinner this Wednesday, which is probably a sign that we've had too much Zatarains and Hamburger Helper in the recent past, but what can you do?