U ever want to be an Indian for a night? Try Wigwam village motels. They're around the country. They're cheap. And you stay in a teepee. Really.

birthday

For the last two weeks i've been waiting to see what's gonna happen for my birthday. Since it fell right smack dab between the two springs breaks my friends have, I figured we'd have a good time, twice. Here it is Sunday, a week past my date, and I have to go back to school tomorrow, most of my friends have left town... what have I done for my birthday? nothing. twice.  Friday my ex took me to steak and shake and then across the street to a real restaurant, where dinner would cost more than 12 bucks for both of us, and bought me a bahama mama. my first official legal alcoholic beverage. He also got me a piece of the 7 dollar super chocolate cake with ice cream, which was delicious except it didn't taste delicious mixed with a fruity pineappley rummy drink. it tastes delicious with milk. but i'm not complaining, he had no obligation to even see me after the way i broke his heart in november, after 3 and half years of serious dating. but i guess the "friends" line now means he expects to be able to take me out for my birthday. Or he's trying to get me back... either way I think i'm a cheap date. 

on my birthday my mom had won these free tickets to a premiere of that stupid looking movie 'knowing.' and she guilted me into going. so we met when she got off work at 4 and had dinner and waited around til they let us in the theatre. sat squeezed between gawky teenage girls and middle aged couple thinking this is their date night that will revamp their whole relationship. The guy thinking he's going to get laid because he laid out 20 bucks on theatre snacks and the woman giving me this up and down eye ball look that clearly says she disagrees with the length of my dress but god she wishes she still had legs that good.  So there I am hoping the husband doesn't look at me to much because her self esteem is already on a downward roller coaster, and i'm feeling more than a little self conscious as well as pissed that i can't go see the two friends i have that called wanting to hang out with me that night. Neither of which have called since monday... which tells me it was really not a big loss...but still. the movie was terrible and i hate feeling like a sardine in a movie theatre. 

oh and last saturday i got a birthday card in the mail from my aunt and two nephews. I think that's a new low for me, one card. I didn't even get a call from my brothers or other nephew or grandparents or... yadda yadda. one card.  and i bought myself one of those giant chocolate chip cookies at kroger. 

god turning 21 sucks ass.

First Attempt at Pictures

My first attempt at adding photos....

Old painting... me when I was 18. Oils. 4'x4'

This is an old sketch. Sort of a "stock image" you might say. It's a chipmunk. A fat one. Content, lazy, barely breathing. 

I love prismacolor markers, which is what I used in the sketch. I go through em so quick. Thank god they're easy to conceal. 

However I do not endorse concealment of any kind. I try to never conceal, however ... well. Yeah.

Chimpie out

First Entry

 This is my first blog, so I'm sorry if it takes me some time to get into this. Not that I expect anyone to be reading...

I turned 21 on Monday. I'm a student. I'm an artist and book artist. I make my own shoes and jewelry. I also sew and quilt, which I come by quite naturally as my mother and grandmother and so forth and so forth are all quilters and cross stitchers. I plan to use this blog as another opportunity to show my artwork to others and just a way to get my name out there. I plan to post pictures of artwork, of my jewelry, art quilts, prints, sketches, flip-flops, my handmade lizards, etc...

I also have two cats, that I call my kitlets, whom I love oh so much. Lily and Lulu, barely a year old. Found in the snow in Memphis, TN, a friend of mine took them in, only to find out she was allergic. So I agreed to adopt one, and then saw how perfectly adorable they are together; cleaning each others ears, sleeping with their heads together, chasing each other down the hall, playing hide and seek, and so on. So I took both. 

I live (currently, at least) in Waddy, Kentucky. Which is about 40 minutes east of Louisville, and ten minutes west of Frankfort. And three hours northeast of Memphis TN, which is where I was living a year ago. And a year before that I was living in Baltimore, Maryland. College has been a bitch. There's not much more reason for it. I hate packing my stuff up and unpacking, but I do love a new place. Where you're unknown. It's like starting over. A tabula rasa... that philosophy class this semester has been great. Easy too.

That's my little introduction speech.

So, for the first time,

Chimpie out.