crafternoons

I've been working on my arts again (though not as voraciously as I'd like). Mostly this is consisting of collages, doodling, and jewelry making. Funny how certain color stories emerge.

I found my old (ten plus years kind of old!) arsenal of stickers. Wow, it's been thrilling. And that is not to be said in a monotonous, mocking tone. Really! They are splendid and multifaceted. Who knew.

reruns

Returning to your hometown after years away is strange. Sometimes it feels like a rerun. You're older, hopefully wiser, but you find yourself often going through the old motions. You no longer walk around the city exploring, instead hopping in the car to go to the store a mile away. You buy shit food that you loved in middle school. You binge on said junk while watching hours of television. You don't work on those newfound skills, but instead drink lots of soda and gossip about locals. 

I've been watching the OC in excessive amounts. I didn't think it would be good with the passage of ten years (and all the lovely television I've met since then). But it is SO ENTERTAINING. I'm still shocked and wowed and surprised. 

I'm trying trying ​to be new in this city. I will not be a rerun of myself, unless it's the good parts. 

2013

I'm excited about the new year and I think it's going to be great.

sow the seeds

In varying attempts to organize my life, I started creating a spreadsheet to track what I spend my money on. It seemed like a good idea and it seemed to give my mom some ease about my life. Of course it was color-coded with assorted hues (hello useful art school education!) and helped enliven the horrifying and often lamentable realities of where my sweat soaked dollars went. And not exactly as a surprise, the most repeated color correlated to food. This lovely turquoise power-color showed up again and again: Foodstuffs. Edibles. Eatables. Chow.

I am a girl with an appetite. But more so I have a true interest and enthusiasm for food. Learning and research often goes with my avid purchasing. I love it and will probably always love it. Sometimes I daydream about all the things I could buy if I did not care about food. But hey, maybe I just want to care about food! It makes me emotional! It challenges me! It nourishes me! So, whatever, maybe one day I'll have a little more money and get to travel to exotic locations to try more food.