Teri's Vox Populi: March 2005

Last Day of Rest

Well - it's my last day of spring break, and I still have a TON of work to do. I wish I hadn't procrastinated all week - but oh well, that's how I do things.

Well - I'm off to work on some geometric shapes and write an essay! woo hoo

Last night was fun! Tova, some of her friends, and I went to The Standard (in Hollywood) for a charity event for Sound Art (an organization that brings music education to children). Interesting venue, EXPENSIVE drinks (probably good, because I was good to drive home when we were leaving), great music (Architects of Sound, and John Do were spinning - always makes for a great evening). Didn't find any green beer - haha - the night survived despite.

The next three days are filled with school work - blaaahhhh. I farted off this whole spring break, and now I'm gonna pay for it. Ok - off to get my hands dirty.

Are you wearing green?

Happy St. Patty's Day everyone! :)

Artistic Personality

It occurred to me today, while having lunch at In-N-Out with fellow classmates, that people's personalities are directly connected to their art. I realize this isn't really that profound, and probably isn't new news to many people, but it was an epiphany for me. I never really understood before, when a professor would say that even if everyone was tracing the same thing, it would be different - each personality would come out onto the page - but now it makes complete sense. I joked about certain characteristics exposed in other's pieces with my friends, but I really can see a lot of personality in each person's work - especially a set few individuals.

The theme of the week for me seems to be "commitment issues". Two professors in a row have said that I need to get more commitment with my lines and really go for it. It's interesting that that part of my personality would show though - so, I vow to work on that - in my work and in my life. So, no more holding back and striving for complete control, I need to let loose and screw up a little here and there - really just let go. This feeling of perfectionism runs deep with me - I've been afraid to ever really get dirty and screw up...but now I'm inspired to fail miserably and learn immensely from that, rather than somewhat succeed and get by (which is what the accumulation of my life is to date). Finally - I feel empowered.

Stupid Stupid Stupid

Darn Ink Blot test...stupid procrastination...why must I be SOOOO good at something that's so bad for myself?! I mean, if procrastination were a subject in school...I'd be all "A"s. LOOOOK AT ME!!! I have a drawing to finish right now (before class starts in 2 1/2 hours), and I'm STILL PROCRASTINATING...

Ok - back to work.......after I go brush my teeth.

Things I will do to avoid doing homework...

Take an inkblot test:

Teri, your subconscious mind is driven most by Peace

You are driven by a higher purpose than most people. You have a deeply-rooted desire to facilitate peacefulness in the world. Whether through subtle interactions with love ones, or through getting involved in social causes, it is important to you to influence the world.

You are driven by a desire to encourage others to think about the positive side of things instead of focusing on the negative. The reason your unconscious is consumed by this might stem from an innate fear of war and turmoil. Thus, to avoid that uncomfortable place for you, your unconscious seeks out the peace in your environment.

Usually, the thing that underlies this unconscious drive is a deep respect for humankind. You care about the future of the world, even beyond your own involvement in it. As a result, your personal integrity acts as a surrogate for your deeper drive toward peace and guides you in daily life towards decisions that are respectful toward yourself and others.

....cool!

I'm stalling

Ok - I've resorted to posting a million times today just to avoid doing my homework. *sigh* I guess I better get to it. :(

Horoscope

Capricorn (Dec. 22-Jan. 19). Someone is trying to love you, and you are not allowing it. Why is that? Let go of past fears. Hanging on to them only increases the likelihood of a repeat performance. Your connection with a Taurus is strong.

HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Boy are they mistaken. Nobody trying to love me here...thank God...no time. Unless...Brad Pitt, if you're trying to love me, I think I can manage to allow that! :)

Found

Oooh Little Bo PEEEeeeep

Woo hoo!!! Finally Appreciated

Woo hoo - just saw my work was published on Shwing!.com

*cheerleader style* GooOOOOO ME!

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Midterms Completed - 1 week away from Spring Break

I've just realized that I'm not as interesting as I used to be. Either age is ruining my image, or art school is depleting me of any creativity other than class work.

I was reading through an old journal of mine, and came across this dream (June 18, 2003). Yeah, yeah, I've resorted to using old material - so what!

A morph between my high school auto shop teacher, and my college photo 2 teacher - was teaching a class on styling hair. Basically, this class was mandatory, and if you didn't get an "A", something bad would happen to you (I can't remember what that was now). Anyways, he basically told me that I had to cut a section of my hair for some strange project - so I went to my friend Tova to do it. When I came back with the chunk, he told me that I had to cut off 1/2 of my hair...for some other assignment. So, for some reason, I drove miles and miles away to see my mother - who proceeded to cut off 1/2 of my hair, and while I was cleaning up, she had magically knitted my hair into a scarf. I was totally freaked out about that, because I thought that the hair had to be in a useable fashion, but I had to get back to the class (it was like an emergency of a heart-transplant sort of nature that I had to get back to class), so I took my new hair scarf and bolted out of there. I started to drive back to class, but because it was such an emergency, of course, everyone was Sunday driving (driving slow), and freaking me out. So, I wound up getting to the front of this huge line of cars at a red stop-light, and then I had to back up for some strange reason (I think I went past the crosswalk line, or something), and I got pulled over by a cop. I told him my story, and he was in complete understanding, and for some strange reason, he disappeared, and suddenly I was talking on the phone, saying...."hello....hello....hello...." like the cop had hung up on me. Anyways - I continued rushing back to class, and then I woke up.

I don't remember my dreams anymore - hopefully I will soon.

And to wind it up - here's a picture I drew in Life Drawing class: