Why the long faces?

This week has been crazy rushed. I could write a list of at least ten events that I missed by going to my cousin, Eric's wedding. But it was worth it anyway. However, it was Friday morning before I realized that "hey... I haven't done my "work of the week" yet, I I won't have time before the week is out." So right there, as I sat in seminary, I started to draw.

 I drew it on the back of one-fourth of an old seminary hand out. I had to rip it in fourths so that my teacher wouldn't say, "Oh! There is a whole sheet of paper next to Alayna's desk. I must take it away before she releases her creativity onto it and somehow undermines my authority in this class!" (she probably doesn't sound anything like this, but that is my reasoning.)

I, however, am not fully satisfied. For some reason, whenever I go to draw a face from a picture, it ends up all stretched out, not like heads are in real life. Why the long faces??? 

I honestly don't know. That is just how I draw.

This is a picture from the new "For the Strength of Youth." Pamphlet.

I did some cool stuff at Ikea too, and these are the pictures form Moms camera.

Random figures. Do you see the "dejected" one?  It's my favorite.

Who knew wooden arms could be so strong!!! ;)

Walking the dog like a pro.

Dancing couple... with and orange chair sneaking around in the background.

The first Orange Mirror... (it certainly deserves the capital letters.)

It looks the same but, you see, it is vertical. I had a moment.

I can make do with this one... it is more portable.

Owling with an owl.... a very CUTE owl.

You can get away with anything at IKEA....or rather, I can.

She kind of brought the camera to the store FOR me, because she said, (And I quote) "I knew you would do something fun and creative here."
It was a fun weekend, and a fun store.

The Cello

The Cello.
I play it. But not very well.

He got super intense.

Others play it.

 Very well.
This is Elder Ringer.
He plays the Cello.
To a major degree.
(As in "Major," at BYU)
He has only played once since he went on his mission.
He got SUPER excited when he saw that I had a cello last time, but "restrained" himself from playing it.
But he got to play it this time. I was amazed, and - as Ari would say- kind of creepy.

 I wonder if this will work...

And still others play it better.

And then there is always this guy. He has SEVERAL of the most amazing videos. But this is one of my MOST favorites.

The best video ever.

So I can't play like these guys... but I do pretty well at decorating my case.

A new sticker every time you look.

There are several lies on this case. Here are three of them.

Here is another one... as far as you guys know.

One of my favorite lies.

Came in an Easter egg.

That's a big, lie. I am nowhere near old enough.

I'll never get caught... so this is also a lie.

The cello is a beautiful instrument, and some day I will be able to play it better. Not in time for the major concert at the Smith Center... but someday.

T-Shirt Time!

This week was Emily Adams BIRTHDAY!!!
I remember her telling me that she had wanted this saying on a T-shirt. I have the ability to make some pretty legit T-shirts. This project-although it may not be artwork in the traditional sense (what part of art is traditional anyway?)- has actually taken a lot longer than many of my other ones. The initial phase- the design- actually could have been counted for last week... but that might have given it away. So I played it safe and saved it all for this week.

Of course, it didn't occur to me that I hadn't actually taken a picture of the finished product until I wanted to blog about it. Maybe I'll get a picture later... if I remember....

This is a print out of the design on "overhead paper." Remember overheads?? They used them in school....

This is just to prove that it is, in fact, see- through.

This was one attempt to print it out at our home "laser printer." It didn't quite work. The printer ate it. Somehow dad found it and extracted it, but the printer hasn't worked quiet the same since.

I have just skipped about 3/4s of the process, and instead show the result of my "rough draft" for Emily's shirt. There is something about the white that bugs me. It is SUPER thick, and you have to rinse out the screen after every use, or else some parts don't show. I am just now beginning to realize this.

AND... there you go. Work of the week number.... I'll check later, but it is probably like.... 15. Or something. ;)

It Almost Doesn't Count...

I tried to do an actual work of the week... but it didn't quiet work. Plus, it is supposed to be kind of a secret. So instead, I did a quick but awesome primitive photo-shop job. The photo "editing" took me to "paint." So I played with it.

I bet you can't tell what part was photo-shopped!!!! ;)

Scrambled

Maybe I will never actually get around to really DOING another "in-my-spare-time" artwork. But what I chose to do with about NINE hours of my time on Saturday was both "artful" and a LOT of work. I am counting it as my "Work of the week."

I helped decorate for the wedding of a family friend.

Here are just a few pictures of the decorations. I hate seat covers. The ribbons have a cool jewel thing around the knot. 

abstract/modern tree.

An impossible ceiling.

And just for Easter.... I painted my nails. ;)

A Full Week

This was a rather exciting week for my artwork, as it was the first time I have actually done it as I had originally planed for it to work. I wanted it to be something I work on throughout the week... not something I toss together in an hour on Sunday night. 

here is the picture, from a National Geographic.

 But, I kind of cheated. This is actually a project for my Art 1 class.

My teacher called them "Persian Miniatures" and stressed the importance of the boarders, but I don't think that it is small enough to be called "miniature."

 Here is another part of the interesting story. I went to turn it into her when I was done. I will now replay the scene. (the words in italics are my thoughts.)

She said, "Oh, that is really beautiful," I know.
"you should keep it for your portfolio."
I was planning on it. "But shouldn't I still turn it in for you to grade?"
"You take it home, and I'll just give you points for it. That's how we should do it from now on. Just show me when you are done, I'll give you points, and you can take it home."
quickening heart pace. Slight panic, "What about the things that I've already turned in?"
"Oh. I think I have kept most of them," WHAT? "which ones did you want back?"
ALL OF THEM!! THAT IS THE WHOLE REASON I TOOK THIS STUPID CLASS! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO THROW AWAY OR KEEP MY ARTWORK INDEFINITELY... "Um, the one that is framed in the office," crap, was she planning on leaving that in the office? Heck no... "The monkey one... most of them, actually."
"Ok... I'll..." I don't actually hear the rest of what she said, because I am FREAKING OUT.


I get every essay I have ever written back in both my English and History classes. I get every sort of insignificant worksheet I have ever filled out in Spanish back form Ms. Barnish. Why would an art teacher  not give things back? If the teacher wants to keep something for an example for the project then they ask the student. They don't throw it away, and they don't keep it. It is up to the student. Always.



I guess now I know why she has so many beautiful examples of her projects...





To move on and attempt to end this post...better.... I give you this picture.

In the past, my Seminary teacher took away the paper that I doodled on to stop me from doodling in class. So I stopped. But this "project" was something she couldn't justify taking away... you can't discourage drawing when the kid is drawing the prophet...

This kind of made me realize that people are art-haters. This stinks.