Wednesday, February 27, 2013
2. Subconscious paint-dabbing leads to unintentional abstract art, or something. I like to dab the excess paint off my paintbrush and onto a piece of scrap paper whenever I'm painting. It helps keeps those unexpected blobs of paint to a minimum. and I always end up loving the way the "excess paint" pages look in the end. I try to save all of them. I feel like they are the most honest paintings I've ever made, because they aren't made for anyone at all. They aren't even really paintings. I dab the paint wherever I want, and do whatever feels right, without caring how it looks or how it will be perceived by others in the end, because in the end, it'll get thrown in the trash. Or so I think. But I end up keeping them for myself, haha.
3. Days are getting longer. I drive by this sign every day, and they just changed the message to "Days are getting longer!" and it makes me so happy because it's true. The winter is really hard for me. (Seasonal affective disorder and what not.) So when I see this sign on my way home it makes me beam. I love it.
4. Coffee and reading in my car. I spend my mornings before work in my car, drinking REALLY STRONG COFFEE and reading Game of Thrones. I'm such a slow reader, but I'm almost done with the first book! That's like, huge for me. Franklin's already halfway through the second book. I just can't seem to catch up. Maybe I should hide his book somewhere, so he can't read it for a while, bwahaha.
PS: I'm going to try to do one of these posts every week, to keep myself on track, so I don't go weeks without blogging, like I have in the past. Getting off track is the worst :/
Saturday, February 23, 2013
Gosh, other than that, I've been so lazy! I've been wanting to update my blog for weeks, but I kept ending up on the couch watching netflix instead, ha! I wish spring would get here already- I'm getting really sick of this cold & gloomy weather. blah.
What I'm listening to: Stars Of Track and Field - Belle & Sebastian
Friday, February 1, 2013
polka dot shirt: ross
cardigan, belt, oxfords & plaid skirt: thrifted
deer brooch: stoic & pariah (cute deer brooch)
The past few weeks, I've been having a lot of lucid dreams. It's really creepy & really awesome at the same time, haha. It's this weird struggle of me becoming conscious within my dream, trying to wake up, and my brain sort of rerouting me, and keeping me trapped in the dream world. It's really weird. The first time it happened, it was incredibly horrifying. But each time it happens, I gain a little more control of the dreams, and I can manipulate the world around me, just slightly. A few days ago, I was dreaming - I was in the middle of a dimly lit room, and then suddenly I thought, "Hey, wait! I'm totally dreaming right now! This isn't real!" and I reached down and felt the carpet on the floor, as if it would prove to me that I was dreaming. I figured it wouldn't feel like real carpet, and that would be proof enough? but it DID feel real! Damn - there went that theory. Then I thought, wait a minute, my brain's just tricking me! So I thought, "If I'm dreaming, then I'll be able to do somethin' impossible, like make my hand disappear." So I looked down, and concentrated really hard, and slowly, my hand became transparent. Ha! I knew it. I finally proved to myself I was dreaming. So guess what happened next? I woke up :) but in a different dream! haha. A dream in which I just woke up from a lucid dream - and I believed it completely. What a trip.
Brains are weird.
Dreams are weird.
Oh, and in other news, Franklin and I are thinking of putting together a project for a kickstarter. Have any of you ever used kickstarter before?