GreatMinds - EleanorRoosevelt

Great Minds

I finally finished!

I put it up on DeviantArt if anyone wants to download(FREE wallpaper) it or buy a magnet or mug.  It looks very nice as a computer desktop wallpaper.

Now I can work on the other two drawings.

WOooooOOooOOoo…..

GreatMinds - EleanorRoosevelt

Overall I am pleased with how this turned out. I hope you enjoy it.

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Better Attitude? Yeah… Riiight

Today was the first Monday of the new year.  2015 is in full swing and my attitude about the new year and its possibilities did not fly very high.

THIS IS A RANT!!  I am venting my irritation at my day.

I started the day tired, my brain just would not stop thinking about things.  I even abstained from caffeine Sunday to ensure that I could sleep.  That failed.

I exercised this morning.  My heart rate pounded with the slightest exertion.  Four days of lazing around and the lack of sleep did a number on me.  I also tried some “core strengthening” yoga poses.  My back (Dr. says I sprained it) is very tender and hurts.  Sitting all day did not help it at all.

I almost missed lunch due to the volume of work that kept walking into my office.  A poorly scheduled meeting, person after person after person, parading in and out of my work space.  I did not get half my work done.  I cannot image that my office mates got anything done either.

The “better” attitude that I planned on entering the new year with quickly evaporated.

There are days where I really just want to live in a hole and not see, hear or speak to any people or things.

I really did try to have a positive attitude about today.

I was going to go in and kick butt, take names and do my job so well that I would out do my records for 2014.  I was going to have a better attitude towards my co-workers and do what I could to help them.  I was going to get stuff done!

In reality the gym kicked my butt. I took names, and promptly lost them in the flood of emails, voices and post-its.  How quickly this year went to crazy was the only record I set.  I was able to keep my head above the proverbial water, just barely.  Not much got done.

Some days (like today) I would not mind being unemployed.

I hope everyone’s Monday went better than mine.

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Freak OUT!

PAX Prime 2014 has descended upon Seattle, and I am working it.  (Table Top if you want to stop by and say ‘Hi.’)

freakoutEvery time I work an event I get REALLY nervous.  It does not matter if I am an enforcer (PAX,) minon (ECCC) or as a photographer for a gig. 

People freak me out, and not always in a good way.  Yes, nerds and geeks are still people.  Even though I have more in common with the type of people that attend PAX and ECCC they still freak me out.

I hate small talk, and therefore suck at it.  I constantly say inappropriate things, or have no clue how to respond, and it only gets worse if I do not know what to expect or “something” is not going to plan.  This year my unplanned “something” is that I was not able to go up the day before and get my enforcer badge and shirts.  This sucks!!!

All I can hope is that my spouse remembered to ask where to get them tomorrow.  Yeah, I do not like relying on people either.  People mess up perfectly good plans on a regular basis.

So, why do I keep doing this to myself?

Well, I enjoy it once everything starts.  Even the guys who will not look at me because I am a “girl with boobs” (this is way stranger to me than getting hit on.)  I like to see what people wear, who they bring, and listening to what they talk about.  It is really neat.

I also never got to do this kind of stuff as a kid.  I kind of missed out on the crazy parties and general weirdness that people experience in their late teens and early twenties.  I get to snatch bits of fun in my thirties instead.  Not a bad trade, I am old enough to value the experiences.

How do I get through it?

I have a lot of experience with customer service.  Once things get rolling I can become what the attendees expect in an Enforcer at PAX. 

Little+girl+make-upThe big and best tool I have is MAKEUP! 

It is about to get girly for a bit.

I do not usually wear makeup.  I dislike how it feels and it takes a bit of time and maintenance, which I find annoying.  I am also super sensitive to mascara and eye liner and can only use a few types (more work.)  The bonus of makeup is that it is a mask, you can look like and become someone else.  We do not call it “war paint” for nothing.

I like to dress up for events and allow other sides of my personality out, though it can be tiring. This year at PAX I will have purple hair with blue stripes (well the front 1/4 will.)   I will also be busting out the colorful eye shadows and lip gloss (ooo lala.)  Stuff I do not get to do on a daily basis.

Once my warpaint is on and I am caffeinated (Chai latte please,) you will never know that I was nervous and that people freak me out. 

Have fun this weekend!

Some of me will.

FYI, I use Espionage Cosmetics.  They are a local company and have a great product.  I will be wearing the Gamer Girl color set and circuit board nail wraps (ran out of the d20’s.)  If any of you people out there are looking for some good stuff.  It is very vibrant and hangs out for a really long time.  I am pretty sure they have a booth.

 

Shooting Myself in the Foot

No, I am not really going to post about self sabotage.  Not directly, anyway.

This title has more to do with how someone could take the contents of the post.  Basically what I have to say is probably going to be a bit of professional self sabotage.  The topic has been weighing on my mind so I am going to post about it anyway.

While having dinner with an artist friend, the topic of what artists talk about when they hang out together came up in passing.  He joked that he would talk about the latest hot chick he had drawn.  If I drew people I would probably do the same (well maybe hot guys instead) but I do not draw/paint people.  This was just a passing topic, but it stuck with me.  Why don’t I like to draw people?

The answer is pretty simple.  I do not like people.  I do not see beauty in the human form.  I see aggravation and stupidity.  I suppose that is what happens when you work customer service your entire life.

Here comes the part where I “Shoot Myself in the Foot.”

This painting was tons of fun to paint.

This painting was tons of fun to paint, until I added the hand holding back the hair.  It just looks so wrong.  I know I should practice painting people, but they irritate me so much!

I wonder what happens to people when they become customers.  It is like they lose all sense and become dribbling idiots, that cannot process a simple directive or thought.  I am always amazed at how someone can transition from being an intelligent, logical and sophisticated individual to a bumbling idiot when they walk up to a person standing/sitting behind a desk waiting to help them. This phenomenon is not exclusive to people who do not work customer service, even we fall victim to being stupid when we become customers. Anyone can become a customer.  You do your best to be a “good” customer, but those are few and far between.

What does this have to do with art?

Artists create things that cause some kind of response, be it emotional or logical.  Some people think that the human form is amazing and find it beautiful and even relaxing.  Others (like me) do not see that.  The human form is complicated and only causes negative stress. It is hard to keep things in proportion, features create odd shapes and getting the skin tones correct is difficult. I paint scenes and things to get away from people.  No people in my paintings means no stress in my paintings.  Nature is much less stressful for some artists to draw/paint.  I can spend hours driving myself insane painting hundred of tiny tri-colored flowers and be perfectly relaxed.  The second I start adding human elements like a hand or bit of arm I start getting stressed out and stop having fun. All because I have negative thoughts associated with people.

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Go for a Walk

This world we live in encourages us to get from point ‘a’ to point ‘b’ as fast as we can. We have no time to dawdle, no time to see the world around us and no time to interact with people. All things that are important in society and to artists.

Driving is the fastest way the average person can get to where they are going. Driving also allows us to take things with us, “in case” we need them. It also keeps people at a distance; it is hard to communicate to another person on the highway through tinted windows. Driving alone has become a shelter to some people and a cage to others. There are people that will drive the 20 ft to their mailboxes or drive 3 or 4 blocks to get to work.

As an artist I walk where ever and when ever I can. I walk so I can see things in this world.

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One of my morning walks in the fog. A street light is filtered by the fog and a tree.

I walk in the summer to see the flowers in bloom, fighting with the concrete and brick for space to grow. I walk and see the people in their summer cloths, squinting into the sun and dancing. People who say hello to everyone they pass on the streets, the light thawing their hearts and letting their light out to compete with the sun.

I walk in the fall to see the leaves change and fall. To see the way the angle of the sun changes how the trees and buildings look. I walk and see how the openness of people changes when the weather is colder. Once happy outgoing people now shrug into their coats and nod as they pass. Their light once again covered by the clouds.

I walk in the winter to see the bones of the forests. The way the light changes and the ingenuity we humans have in creating artificial lights to line the streets. I see the generosity of the people that are warm to the people that have less; their light shining, no matter how dimly, once again.

I walk in the spring when new life starting to find its place amongst the cracks in the sidewalks. I see the businesses become bright and shiny again and people start truly coming out of their winter shells. I see how “new” everything is too many people.

I also see how things remain the same or show age. I see how the new curtains and awning of that shop hide the rusty struts or how the new paint only covers the public facing sides of a building. I see the hope in people’s eyes that this year will be better.

I can see all of this and more, just by taking the time to walk, to see the world around me. You cannot see the world speeding down the highway, taking the road well traveled. You cannot see the world through tinted windows that separate you from the other people on the road.

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Taken on my way home on 30Jan2015. I was running behind and would never have seen the sun interact with the trees like this if I had been “on time.”

You cannot connect to the world if you are not willing to take the time to do so.

Go for a walk. Look at the ordinary things. How well maintained is the fire hydrant on your block? Is it red, silver, yellow or blue? Is the paint new? Is there trash around it? How about the street lights?

Go for a walk. Look at nature. Is nature winning and growing out of the sidewalk? Have the birds set upon the wires in an interesting pattern? Is the light hitting something and changing the colors? Did the leaves change color in an interesting way?

Go for a walk. Look at the people. Are they having fun? Wearing interesting cloths? Do the shop owners look happy? Do their goods look good? Are they standing in unusual positions to look at things?

Take a camera, if it will help. You can document your view and refer to them later. The camera will also help you see in a different way.

* ALWAYS ASK people if you plan on using their photos, it is the courteous thing to do and may prevent legal issues later.*

I strongly encourage people to walk. Not because of the health benefits or environmental benefits. I encourage people to walk so they can truly see and experience things.

Go for a walk.

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Just an interesting design created by the drying wood. I took this while I was walking at a local beach in early January.