HONK!

Remember back at the beginning of the year? One of my New Year's resolutions was to learn an obscure instrument? Well, we've had this cheapo Irish tin whistle laying around the house for months and today I decided to pick it up. I have images of Riverdance and blonde, frizzy women jumping up and down on a smokey stage. Eh, anyway, the point is: I'm going to learn it and get good. I might even play Twinkle Twinkle Little Star for you if you leave nice and encouraging comments and say good things about my hair (thanks Carissa).


Actually, I mean, I don't want to toot my own horn here (pun!!) but I can already play one line of a Lord of the Rings song. I know, I know. Bask in my awesomeness, all of you.

Post Numba Two!

Admit it, it's true.

Tick

My professor picks up the painting and pretends one side weighs a lot. She points to the offending element, "Ashely," she says, "It's really heavy."
"But Marisa," I say, "I'm breaking the rules of composition." Hhh, clearly.
She sort of rolls her eyes and gives me a look, "Well, yeah, but the point is to make it work."

Thank you for your honesty.

Composition aside, I'm getting better, no? I feel kind of like I'm ready to get serious about painting.



My mom and I are sitting silently in the living room, waiting for our totally awesome new pendulum clock to chime. The first minute of ticking was kind of peaceful. Like a heartbeat. The longer I sit here though...tick tick, tick tick, tick tick, TICK TICK TICK TICK TICK TICKTICKTIKCK!!!!!!!

I'm afraid when I inherit this clock, it will be going somewhere far away from my bedroom.

Smmmmmhaaa. I'm back.

The foul-nobody-wants-to-hang-out-with-you-Ashely has moved out and I have reclaimed my property. She was driven crazy by some good tea, some great reading and cozy pjs and made for the high hills.

I saw a friend today I haven't seen for months and we picked up right were we left off. We only had an hour or so to grab a coffee and speed talk our way through the latest news in our lives but I'm so happy I got to see her. Long distance friendships are just too sad. Wouldn't it be nice to have the benefit of diverse experiences in friends but still have them all close enough to go shopping or meet up for some coffee? Yes. Yes, I think that would do nicely.

Victory.

I. Did. It. For all of you doubters, I give you this proof:

Grump.

I've been in a horrible mood all day. I feel sort of like kicking a baby.* If I said something mean to you today I won't feel sorry about it until tomorrow. But don't worry, it'll happen. It always happens.

Today is Friday. I'm going to gorge myself on pizza, get high off of some instant coffee and read Persuasion which is shaping up to be one of the best books I have ever read REGARDLESS of the fact that I have seen the 1995 version of the movie more times than I can count and every day for the past week and a half.

I'm feeling the collage vibe lately. This one's in progress.


*clearly, I would never kick a baby. I do not kick babies. I do not kick babies, puppies, or bunnies. I might kick your cat though. Because he deserves it.

Six Degrees

I'm bouncing (read: stumbling, crawling) back from a fantastic, fabulous, friend-filled, four day weekend. (I hate myself for that sentence.) I spent my free days gorging myself on Jane Austen and Chinese food. Man. If only every weekend was so perfect.

Speaking of Jane Austen. I've been on a binge of chick flicks lately. It started with "Sleepless in Seattle" which of course reminded me of "An Affair to Remember." Then it was...well. Here. I'll draw you a diagram. Also, it will give me a chance to show off my tech-savvy skillz.

So clearly, I am either 1) becoming more obsessive compulsive in my advancing age, 2) Have absolutely no life and need to get a constructive hobby or 3) cooler than you.

I'm going to go with 3).

I want to see how far I can keep this going. I'm not going to limit myself to just chick flicks either. My own little six degrees project. I predict that I can get to "Jurassic Park III" through 6 movies. But I have to watch them all in order to get there. Hhhh...I change my vote: 2).

And in a desperate attempt to keep my Drawing a Day(ish) alive:

This is the finished version of the "Frustration" painting. It's keeping the name.


I made my poor friend Katelyn pose for me yesterday. I didn't want to stare at her too long at one time because it was awkward so I'm going to go stalk her on Facebook to finish it.

Be Mine

Happy Valentines Day my lovelies!!

Go do something romantic. If you don't have anyone romantical, go make yourself some coffee and curl up on the couch with a good movie. Maybe some knitting. Slippers. Tissues for wallowing in self pity.

Relaxation...

You know those times you try really hard with all the good intentions but just end up failing in the end? That's the way I look today.

It snowed! Well, actually, it snowed about 2 minutes up the road...in the same town! It hasn't snowed this low in years.

It's a 4 day weekend and it came not a moment too soon. I need a break. We've only been in school for a few weeks but seriously, guys. Srlsy. I'm already feeling rejuvenated. I have some friend-dates scheduled this weekend, all of which I am completely looking forward to.

See that squiggley on the right? I call it "frustration." Luckily, we'll be working on it more in class.

A Phone In

As neighbour so delicately put it, "Your blogging has been SUCKAGE lately. Just thought you should know." Ugh. She's right. I'm phoning in and posting some excellent videos. Well, I think they're excellent. You may think they're just meh. Some are funny, some are cute, some are musical, some are just awesome.

The whole video. One. Shot.



neighbour says this reminds her of Milo. I say Milo would have happily munched on the guy's face at the end of it.



This one makes me almost change my mind about not having kids. Ideally, someone else would have this kid and let me have full parental privileges at times I specify.



I don't remember if I've posted this commercial before. Now, this one makes me almost want a Honda. Who am I kidding? This carless artist would take a scooter if someone offered it.

An Excuse

I haven't been posting too many drawings lately (specifically in the past few days. Before that, I was just being lazy.) because I've had a bit of a flare up of my tendinitis. I'm trying to take it a little easy. It's brought on, I think, by the cold weather. Like an old woman with rheumatism. I'm all wrapped up in gauze bandages, hopped up on some Tylenol and needing some sympathy.

Post Script: tonight, my mom and I watched "Fireproof." Despite my best efforts to scoff at it, it was actually pretty good and has made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. I recommend.

I'm Taking a "Sick" Day.

I did a little vanishing act at school today, and by vanishing act I mean, I never went. Neighbour is here, and I'm spending the entire afternoon with her. That and I didn't exactly finish a project that may or may not have been due today. I was too ashamed to show my face.

So here we sit, completely caffeinated, each of us blogging and watching our favorite best friend movie, "Persuasion." I can't believe how many times I've seen this movie and it has never gotten old. I'm about to start some knitting and after neighbour leaves I'm going to pull out a good book of the Austen tendency and my day WILL. BE. COMPLETE.

Owuh Em Gee

Guys. I need to share some wonderful news:

Coffee Lovers Face Lower Dementia Risk

It just so happens that Dementia is the #1 thing I don't want when I get old. EXcellent.

Best friend, neighbour, just sent me a coffee card in the mail yesterday. Thanks buddy. You just prolonged my life.

The Winners!

So I forgot to post my personal choices for top Superbowl commercials. Though there were many disappointing entries this year, I managed to scrounge up 3 winners.

3rd Place


2nd Place


1st Place

Painting #3

Something's wrong with my skills.

Superbow XXIIVKJDSMTQ

Ah...Superbowl Sunday. To be completely honest, I had no idea it was today until I realized there were about twice as many people in the first service at church. No one wanted to miss the all-important 5 hour pre-game show.

My mom and I are having a last minute Super Bowl Commercial party. We have to take advantage of this day. It's one of only a handful of days in the year when you can eat like a slob and no one even looks at you sideways. BBQ chicken? Salt and vinegar chips? Yes. Please.