Like a rolling stone...

I'm just gonna say, intersession was nuts. Wheel throwing was pretty fuckin awesome. In another life, huh? Now that the spring session is coming up, I have to admit: I'm feeling more lost about what I want to do, make, create, who I am as an artist, what my style is....all of those things. More lost than ever. I am just so scared that I will let myself down....and that is how it happens right there, folks. I'm scared. But it's okay. I just decided, right now, while watching Bob Dylan on PBS that I CAN figure it out. And it doesn't matter if I don't live up to my own standards. In fact it's probably a good thing I can't, because I'd have to be some sort of robot-super-hero-clone to live up to my own expectations. And THAT would just be damn creepy.
I've actually been productive in the knitting sense. I knit some pocketbook slippers, a Tychus, some Vinnlands, finished Ludog's gloves, and started him some socks. AND I have begun a journey to the other side. I just this very night purchased a kickspindle and some roving. Oh shit son. Whether I feel good about school or not, I do know that I am going to be all up ons some spinning. Word.

Darling snowfall

Car's still broken. It's in King Midas's hands now, hope he's not snowed in.

The Go! Team? Rocks. Ludog just called me a nerd. Well, W/E they're awesome. I like Lesly and the LY's, too, freaking string up the rope.

Camera? Camera? Camera? Camera? Camera?

Gimme a month, I might post some pictures. By Gods, I certainly have enough to share if I wasn't so damn lazy with it. It's so big and heavy...and and.....and....okay I'll quit whining. I do enough of it. For real though, if I don't quit bitching so much, I'm going overboard. Like walk to plank type shit.

Yoga? Yoga? Yoga? Yoga? Yoga?

Inneya* folks get ::ahem:: depressed? I'm breaking boulders right now, though I'm not through much rubble yet. Finals pretty much cancel out all other needs.

Speaking of finals, right now I'm:

1. screen printing cloth for a hooded...thing? I need to figure out a name for this. If I had my sketchbook with me like a good girl I could scan the picture.
2. Another thesis piece, this one about self image. I'll just say copper and onion skins.
3. writing a 10 page paper on knitting for craft history. and when I say writing, I mean procrastinating.
4. Woven sample for curtain collection.
   
5. 2 sample books: one shibori and other resist techniques, the other fabric manipulations and embroidery.

These don't sound bad, do they? Interesting and a lot better than chemistry, right? I'll keep telling myself that for the remainder of this week.

Doing my part for the enviroment

My car broke down. In front of a parking meter. A faulty parking meter. IS okay? Sure, I'm not contributing to the build-up of green house gases or the deterioration of the atmosphere. Until I fix it that is. Cause I have to.

That is such a sucky thing, to HAVE to use a car. Suck. Yeah, there are buses, but what good are they when you have one class after another and have to trust the bus to be on time? Lordy, what I wouldn't give for some acceptable public transport. Like in Boston. SIGH.

School isn't driving me entirely mad, at least. Seems that things are falling into place again. (might be in part due to the Sam-E.)Oh, yes, don't remind me that I made this blog to talk about knitting. I don't knit anymore. Where's the time? To be honest, since all I do is make things all day, when I have a chance to sit still, that is exactly what I want to do. Sit completely still, not thinking.

Played wonderful surrealist games last night.

Squeeeee!!

Anthropologie, dude. Anthropology. They get me every time. I'll just point out a few "must make self peel eyeballs off screen"s.
HAT:
BOOTS:BLOUSE:
SWEATER:
HEELS:

Happy birthday merry christmas!

at least I'm consistent.ly inconsistent?

Ahh dear god I have been rolling in a molten river of lava for two weeks. Or just struggling with my life. (life lava)

How can a girl who has been an artist since she can remember feel like she can never be an artist? Cause I don't know. Ugh. I just want to be done with school. It just shoves frustration after frustration in my face. I have this wonderful opportunity to just make art, no job, no real responsibilities (ahem, sorta), surrounded by supportive peers and faculty all interested in helping me be the best I can. But I am just frozen. I can't make, and when I do (since I have to) I don't do the things I want to do. I am making myself miserable with this internal tug-a-war.

I keep thinking over and freaking over that I should have saved my money and just gone to beauty school to work with my mom. But that would have been too easy, right? I might have had a chance at simple happiness. I guess I just like to struggle....

Why yes, I'd love some chardonnay.

Thanks for asking. Oh dear the dead weight of a deadline. sigh. There is so little time for knitting now that school has arrived. And how do I battle this atrocity? I simple incorporate knitting into as many projects as I can. I AM a textile major, and we DO have about three knitting machines at our studio.

Shit fire, I said the damned word--machine. Well, don't give me too much shit. I have to eat and sleep. If I hand knit all my projects I would be even grumpier.

So, what's next on the list? I'm working on screen printing some fulled coffee mug holder thing-a-ma-jig. YEAH! Screen printing knit fabric! Hope it goes well....

News Flash

Just in case yall are wondering, when your highly anticipated blueberry tea is too hot to drink, putting some cream in it to "cool it down" is not a good idea. It's a real bad idea, because it will "curdle it up" and fuck if I have to boil some more water.