Yesterday I made some faux leather bow bracelets. For now they are just in Olive or Black, but I want to make other colors as well. They have a clasp and chain to secure them as well as a little bead at the end. If you would like to order one just email me at email@example.com. They are only $10!
A few weeks ago I stumbled upon this video on another website. It is from Seattle based artist, Macklemore, who is more well known then I realized. Macklemore, who works alongside his producer, Ryan Lewis, just released their debut album “The Heist” on October 9, 2012 which has already hit #1 on iTunes. The following video for their song Thrift Shop, has over 8 million views on YouTube, and once you watch it you will know why. Enjoy!
This beautiful post was written by Stephanie Georgopulos of Thought Catalog and is called “I Want A Tuesday Kind of Love”. Re-reading it tonight is exactly what I needed. I needed to be reassured that what I want and crave isn’t some ridiculous, outlandish dream that only happens in movies. In fact, reading this made me realize that the Tuesday kind of love is everything they leave out of those sappy love movies, yet is what makes love in real life, well. . . .real.
“I Want A Tuesday Kind of Love”
I want a Tuesday kind of love. The sort of thing that involves little dreaming and scheming; the sort of thing that comes paired with too-strong coffee and too-loud songbirds and the drone of the news at 6 a.m. or any time before the sky finds its identity, really. A Tuesday kind of love that isn’t indulgent, one that doesn’t stop the earth from spinning but maybe keeps us grounded in spite of all that uncontrollable movement.
I want to split the bill and pay the bills and not get lost in some unsustainable delusion where the rest of our lives become inconsequential. I want us to be human, I want to argue, I want to take too long in the shower. I want to hear about the horrific lines at the DMV, about a boss who doesn’t get it, about plans to pick up the laundry after work. I want stories of strangers on the bus, of a child who looked lost but turned out not to be, of chance encounters with high school classmates because these seemingly colorless instances are meaningful when filtered through the eyes of someone I care about. A Tuesday kind of love, breathing relevance into otherwise monotonous moments.
A Tuesday kind of love is this: commuting to work knowing that someone cares about what you’re going to have for lunch; understanding that you do not have to be your dynamic, charming, weekend self this time; this time you can butcher sentences and make bad jokes and trip over thin air and it won’t change anything. A Tuesday kind of love is when weekends and weekdays are one and the same, expanses of time where unpredictable, irreplaceable closeness exists, swells, bursts. Tuesday is directionless conversation about things that happened five hours or five years ago; it’s knowing where he keeps his receipts and when he has a doctor appointment; it’s ordering Chinese food or taking his parents out for dinner because they’re in town or forgetting to eat because you’re full of each other’s words and there’s just no room for anything else.
I don’t want to dream through our lives together, don’t want to sleep in, don’t want to put on my sunglasses and pretend that life’s a vacation. The fantasy is that I want to exist in reality; the fantasy is to be there for someone on a Sunday morning but also on a Tuesday night, when the haze and laze of the weekend has worn thin and seems far away as ever. I want a Tuesday kind of love.
I know it has been quite a long time since the last time I posted, and honestly there really is no reason for it. Today however I saw these breathtaking photos from a place in Arizona called Antelope Canyon and had to share. I normally bag on Arizona, but believe you me, one day I will go here and see these first hand.
photos :: from here
Last night was the opening reception of Render, the 2012 Bachelor of Fine Arts Exhibition . All together there were 15 artists, including myself that participated in the show.
Just to get a better understanding of it all this, here is a brief rundown. . . in the art department you can get your bachelor of arts, which means that you study art across the program in a general sense. Then if you want, you can apply for the BFA program, where you will pick your concentration, (ie, drawing, ceramics, glass, sculpture, etc.) and delve more into that. If you are accepted into the program, you then begin a semester long project which will be shown in the BFA Exhibition at the end of the semester.
Though the reception was last night, the show stays open until May 11th, so come down and take a look!
Render :: 2012
As for now, here are some pictures I took last night. . .
All of the participating artists.
The Graphic Designers piece in the commons gallery.
Miyako :: Sculpture
Trish :: Sculpture
Brandon Ng :: photography
One of my favorite pieces in the show! These are all portraits he took using a really old wet plate process. So great!
Ikaika :: Photography
Saumo :: Painting
Nate :: Ceramics
These pieces were great as well! Hard to believe they were ceramic.
Hillary :: Glass
Her glass bridge was so beautiful and amazing!!
My favorite professor and great artist Fred Roster, got me a beautiful lei.
My piece :: Waypoint ::
I treated myself to a new pair of Nike running shoes, which are three days away from being on my feet (according to UPS). They are the Nike Free Run +2, in grey and yellow. I have only heard great things about them so I can’t wait to see for myself!
Also, check out this little video they did to promote the new Nike Free Run +3.
Graphic designer Erin Hanso, did this wonderful series of prints called “Need to Want Less.” She says,
When I was 8 I wanted a puppy
When I was 10 I wanted parachute pants.
When I was 12 I wanted an Ogilvie perm.
When I was 14 I wanted a boy named Robbie.
When I was 16 I wanted a car.
When I was in my 20’s I wanted to make bad choices.
Now I want everything.
I only need enough to survive.
Her website Recovering Lazyholic
also has a 12 step program and a support group for, you guessed it, people trying to recover from being lazy. It is bizarre, yet true and funny.
Hope you enjoy & Happy Aloha Friday!