Wednesday, December 9, 2009

poetry. something old. a study in extended metaphore.


Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life.
—Jack Kerouac




Clear pins freckle her face,
Commemorating loss and love and hope,
Every ink spot is a new beginning.

A web of measurements entangles her,
Showing the lengths that affection will travel,
Marking distances from eyes and nose to mouth and heart.

Her hair blows blue in the breeze as tears overflow,
Bringing optimism to islands of despair,
Cleansing continents of hatred

Streaks of yellow, orange, pink, and green blush
Call her cheeks home,
Distorted around her previously curved forehead and chin

Millions of words are scrawled upon her eyebrows and earlobes,
Like wrinkles where they settle,
Keeping track of how long she has breathed life.

In her eyes are thousands of children,
Some wait at red lights while others stand still,
In front of doors they will never learn to open.

She is stationary moving only when her mother chooses to,
Watching the rotating screen of clouds and seasons and
Letting the sun kiss her face through a window

experimenting.

I've been experimenting, but when am I not? :)

































































That's all for now. :)

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

the squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten worse.

I think I should try harder to write nice things here and not just post pictures.
but today grows busier by the moment
so here you go.





































































































Sunday, October 11, 2009

Misc.

some more lovely, random pictures.
just three this time.
I'm working on more, though.


































Sunday, September 27, 2009

Oops. :P

I haven't posted anything for a few days! Grr.
Well I was at the anime convention AWA this weekend and squeaked out of Georgia just in time before the floods came. :O
The weekend was pretty dramatic but I think I've recovered haha.
A good but scary movie that I saw last night is called 'A Tale of Two Sisters'. You should definitely watch it! It's veryyy good and only mildly gory. :P If you get creeped out at night, be warned. Last night's sleep was fitful. >>

That's all, just wanted to check in. I'll probably be trying to get back into taking new pictures tomorrow. Maybe more of my doll! :D

Monday, September 14, 2009

Wherever you are, it sounds beautiful.

Here are some random pictures that I definitely didn't take today.
But I like them anyway!


















































































































































asldkfjasdf.

I forgot to tell you something about myself, world.
I never finish what I start.
But here;




























































Friday, September 11, 2009

Day 2.

This will be posted on the same date as Day 1 because I am stupid and didn't post it before midnight last night.
Today is Sept. 11th. I'm not sad, but I do feel something.
It's not just a normal day.
One of my uncles was in the North Tower. His building got hit first. He and his co-workers had no idea of what had happened, but began to evacuate. They heard the South Tower get hit while they were trying to leave. They still didn't know what was going on. They were told, initially, that everything was fine and they should go back to their offices. A few turned back. My uncle kept going. He walked 30 miles home that day, in medical shock from the events. For over six hours nobody in our family knew where he was. Several weeks later he was watching Toy Story with his children and suffered a nervous breakdown.
His twin also worked in the WTC (in another building), and had decided to take the subway home. He was in contact with his family, but he got home hours after the uncle who walked.
I just don't want people to forget that something important happened today.
It's a drop in the bucked compared to the daily lives of people in other countries, but it still means something to me.
It changed everything, and I think people forget that. We get used to things. It's been almost ten years, of course we have trouble remembering what it was like before.
I don't really know what I'm trying to say here. It's not very poinent and it probably won't stir any emotions in anyone who reads it, I just think things need to be out there sometimes.

I'm going to edit in the pictures later.

Day 1.

So here I am, at 11:22, finally editing the pictures I took today...
I am not a very successful blogger, my friends.
I actually forgot that I was going to do this when I first woke up and didn't remember until it was too late to get a real grasp on the day. So think of this as kind of a half-assed introductory post. Five pictures.

1. Me. This is me. I use photoshop to change colors. I forget about projects. I have lots of homework.

















2. This is my bed. I love my bed. It's really messy, and I don't like that it's messy in this picture, but this is how it always is.














3. This is my even messier workspace. I will tell you, it's not my fault. I have no storage. Stuff has to go somewhere...















4. I have a BJD. google it. it's not like a barbie at all.















5. This is my living room. Note my brother. (oh look now it's midnight...)

















That's really all for now.
Somewhat disappointing, I'm sure.
Tomorrow we'll explore other aspects of my life.

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Blog goals.

So I said that I just want to post my pictures
but I kind of want more than that!
I want to be witty and entertain people.
I want to make a blog about my life that people will care about.
But- not abstract thoughts about my life, no no. That doesn't work for me. I have meltdowns.
So I have to think of something, right?
And I did.
I thought about how I love my camera and want to use it more.
So I am going to doccument my life, every day!
I'll take pictures of the people, places, and things that are important to me.
And each evening, share them with you!
I am already busy
this goal will be difficult.
I will start with 10 days, and work my way on.
Day 1 will be tomorrow. The titles of the posts will be 'day 1', 'day 2', etc, etc, etc until perhaps 'day 365' but let's just hope for 'day 10'.
Tonight is for charging batteries!
Au revoir, lovies.

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

three.

Lately I have been listening to The White Stripes.
It feels nostalgic and nice, I'm pleased.
I'm also happy because I realized that you can save curves in photoshop and load them again on a new image!
Here are some more photos. Some of these are quite old. You can click on them to view them fullsize.




























































































































































 

Sunday, August 30, 2009

two.


Hello again!
Just here to share some pictures that I've taken recently but haven't done anything with.
These are really just misclanious things that I've played around in photoshop with. :]

 

 
 
 
 
 
I used basically the same process for each picture. 
A few screen layers or soft light, if needed.
Three selective color layers:
1. R: -100, +10, +100, 0
Y: -100, +10, -30, 0
N: 32, -8, -12, 0
2. R: -13, -11, +12, 0
Y: +26, +8, -20, 0
N: +10, 0, -8, 0
3. N: +18, +28, +23, -14
and then a blue exclusion layer with the opacity set down to 30-80%
a reddish/berry brown layer set to lighten, like in the 1st-5th, or exclusion, as in the last two.
Base layer duplicated on top to soft light.
etc, etc, etc,
and a 3px black border. :)