I have been trying to get used to using my Pentax, I have successfully developed my first roll of BW film (since high school) and find it virtuously pleasurable. I am after all a very passionate woman and when it comes to good food and beautiful art, well I can't help myself from being ahem..vocal? Anyway, I have been experimenting with different films until I can start developing my photographs onto paper myself (next week). I'm sure most of you will be receiving copies of my finest work for various occasions such as birthdays, Christmas, and random times of the year where I feel it necessary for you to have a piece of my art for your wall! Here are some pictures I took over the last week with some colored film 400 speed (expired film of course) using my Pentax.
This is a back end of a truck in early morning, seconds after the sun hit it. I loved the steam coming off the frost! In the future I will use better film to catch the details, I know that expired doesn't really get that for me.
Introducing Trixie to Emerson, that was fun.
Stairs at school, I loved the way the sun was making it look so warm. I was almost convulsing I was shivering so hard! It's freezing here right now.
I was getting my hair cut and liked this reflection off the foil. It only lasted a minute or two while the sun set.
Carl our shop teacher, he's seriously amazing. He didn't want to get his picture taken so he tried to cover his face with a broom handle!
This is Carl with is hands over a client's hands helping them work.
Frosty fences and playgrounds...
Fake rose petals were strewn all over the playground at the park next to my house.
So fun! I will get better at it too. Better film and better exposures when I learn how to judge my light a little better.
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Monday, January 24, 2011
Hey!
Imma Cartoon!!
I did this all by myself, and it only took me 5 hours, although frustrating I am finally getting the hang illustrator! It's a bit blurry because I had to stretch it to make it look normal-esque for the blog, hopefully I work out those kinks!!! I will be posting my projects through the semester ;)
But I went from this...
*sings* TO THIIIIIISSSS!
Such a fun project.
I did this all by myself, and it only took me 5 hours, although frustrating I am finally getting the hang illustrator! It's a bit blurry because I had to stretch it to make it look normal-esque for the blog, hopefully I work out those kinks!!! I will be posting my projects through the semester ;)
But I went from this...
*sings* TO THIIIIIISSSS!
Such a fun project.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Puffy lips...
I will attempt to post pictures of my gross lips, but until then this is my interpretation of my current look, swollen, crusty lips, sans stringy blond hair.
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Poisen Ivy Lips...aint NO joke.
Well actually it is.
When I was a kid I was highly susceptible to poison oak and other forms of plant life that release their toxins into your skin like salt in water. I remember my mom taking me to a hippie Dr. or "shaman" with a long white ponytail and at 9 yrs I remember him getting quite upset with me because it was the third time that summer I had been in. I remember him growling at me saying " You have a heightened allergy to poison oak and a heightened sense at finding it!" I remember him giving me small, green, chalky, poison oak pills....at the time I didn't like that too much, it didn't make sense to me. But without the pills my eyes would eventually swell shut and I would look like "a chubby Japanese person" I hated when my parents would make fun.
Enter the mango, I love mangoes. I could eat those til I 'ploded! However I have a weird allergy to mangoes where I get this weird rash on my lips, so I can only eat the flesh, my lips can't touch the seeds or the skin. I knew that I had this allergy but I didn't care I scraped the skin clean a few days ago and now I am suffering. I looked up this strange allergy and found out that mangoes have the same chemical (Uroshiol) as poison oak and poison ivy in their skins, only a smaller amount. Those who are susceptible (me) gain a beautiful, swollen gob for a few days. I walked into work today and my co-worker accused me of getting popped in the mouth! At lunch I was trying to eat soup but ended up looking a lot like "The Beast" when I would take a bite, it would kind of just spill all over and only half would end up in my mouth. When I finally looked up the issue I couldn't help but start singing "poison ivy" and dancing around my co-workers and explaining the science behind the show.
In addition, I talked to my mom today and told her about the issue, she thought it was funny. She then told me that dad has gotten a "medical marijuana card" and they are both very pleased that he can now carry it around legally...up to an ounce. Oh and my sister's army boyfriend left his sniper rifle in the backseat of the car and my sister drove around town with it for hours...even days.
You can't make this stuff up.
When I was a kid I was highly susceptible to poison oak and other forms of plant life that release their toxins into your skin like salt in water. I remember my mom taking me to a hippie Dr. or "shaman" with a long white ponytail and at 9 yrs I remember him getting quite upset with me because it was the third time that summer I had been in. I remember him growling at me saying " You have a heightened allergy to poison oak and a heightened sense at finding it!" I remember him giving me small, green, chalky, poison oak pills....at the time I didn't like that too much, it didn't make sense to me. But without the pills my eyes would eventually swell shut and I would look like "a chubby Japanese person" I hated when my parents would make fun.
Enter the mango, I love mangoes. I could eat those til I 'ploded! However I have a weird allergy to mangoes where I get this weird rash on my lips, so I can only eat the flesh, my lips can't touch the seeds or the skin. I knew that I had this allergy but I didn't care I scraped the skin clean a few days ago and now I am suffering. I looked up this strange allergy and found out that mangoes have the same chemical (Uroshiol) as poison oak and poison ivy in their skins, only a smaller amount. Those who are susceptible (me) gain a beautiful, swollen gob for a few days. I walked into work today and my co-worker accused me of getting popped in the mouth! At lunch I was trying to eat soup but ended up looking a lot like "The Beast" when I would take a bite, it would kind of just spill all over and only half would end up in my mouth. When I finally looked up the issue I couldn't help but start singing "poison ivy" and dancing around my co-workers and explaining the science behind the show.
In addition, I talked to my mom today and told her about the issue, she thought it was funny. She then told me that dad has gotten a "medical marijuana card" and they are both very pleased that he can now carry it around legally...up to an ounce. Oh and my sister's army boyfriend left his sniper rifle in the backseat of the car and my sister drove around town with it for hours...even days.
You can't make this stuff up.
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
New life
I have been living in the weird space, I'm still the new kid at home and at school, and I feel as though I am changing rapidly. All these changes can be exhausting like bones growing, but the most important thing is that I am truly happy. I was thinking of all the sadness over the last few months (mostly in the last 6) that have been so incredibly difficult to swallow, I felt as though I would die. Depression runs in the Fox family and I have successfully been able to avoid synthetic medications thus far. But there is definitely a big struggle when it comes to depression, it got pretty bad there for a while but after listening to Heavenly Father's suggestion's I was able to overcome the worst of it. Though I am changing, I feel more independent than ever, and the world is beautiful again. Even though art school is really stretching my artistic side by making me think in asymmetrical shapes and seeing negative space (and kind of freaking me out to be honest) at night I lay in my bed and think to myself...."can I hack this? Could I be good enough?" It's quite scary but rather refreshing but mostly exciting thinking of the possibilities and roads my life could take.
My roommates are perfect for me, the are incredibly righteous women (which I need around 'cause I tend to fall off the turnip truck..if you get my drift) we were at church on Sunday in the Clyde building on BYU campus and my roommates kept talking about a big fish they were going to show me. I agreed and forgot because I had no idea what they were talking about, after Sunday school we went to the basement and there were fish tanks with fresh to salt water creatures swimming around in their little worlds just for me, and big, heated rooms where they were growing things. That's when I really knew, these girls are perfect for me. The owner of the house Heidi said I could do whatever I wanted in the back yard, I have many plans which I will discuss later when I have more time, my photo class starts soon.
Life is good now, and peaceful. I just have to master the art of appreciating life and enjoying it without worrying when things will get stressful or sad again. Things are remarkably balanced, I would not have enjoyed this so much if they hadn't have been for so long. It's a whole new season for me and I am ready!
My roommates are perfect for me, the are incredibly righteous women (which I need around 'cause I tend to fall off the turnip truck..if you get my drift) we were at church on Sunday in the Clyde building on BYU campus and my roommates kept talking about a big fish they were going to show me. I agreed and forgot because I had no idea what they were talking about, after Sunday school we went to the basement and there were fish tanks with fresh to salt water creatures swimming around in their little worlds just for me, and big, heated rooms where they were growing things. That's when I really knew, these girls are perfect for me. The owner of the house Heidi said I could do whatever I wanted in the back yard, I have many plans which I will discuss later when I have more time, my photo class starts soon.
Life is good now, and peaceful. I just have to master the art of appreciating life and enjoying it without worrying when things will get stressful or sad again. Things are remarkably balanced, I would not have enjoyed this so much if they hadn't have been for so long. It's a whole new season for me and I am ready!
Monday, January 10, 2011
Friday, January 7, 2011
Real Woman Beauty Tips
Women are constantly bombarded with new easy ways to get.... Fuller eyelashes, smaller butts, tighter arms, flatter stomachs, larger breasts, thicker hair, bluer eyes, better sex, tighter clothes, less clothes, less modesty etc. It's not just the "world" either that are pushing these issues, women in the church also value some of these superficial quick fixes. There is nothing wrong OF COURSE with wanting to look nice and healthy, but sometimes I wonder if we are placing looks above health and going overboard.
I like my hair. It's shiny and soft, I condition it every other day and keep it up most days.
I would like to work out more but time is a bit constricted at the moment.
I actually LIKE my butt, it's firm! ;)
I have a kick A personality. Just sayin...
My boobs are big enough, thank you.
I'm a little socially awkward and have weird quirks but hey, it keeps everyone around me giggling and on their toes.
I have always thought I actually looked more beautiful when... I am in tune, doing good for others, happy. My Amy sent me a quote/ poem by Audrey Hepburn or Sam Levenson both are attributed to this poem/quote anyway it's spurring this rant.
She says:
For attractive lips, speak words of kindness.
For lovely eyes, seek out the good in people.
For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry.
For beautiful hair, let a child run his or her fingers through it once a day.
For poise, walk with the knowledge you'll never walk alone.
People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived,
reclaimed, and redeemed; Never throw out anybody.
Remember, if you ever need a helping hand, you'll find one at the end of your arm.
As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands:
one for helping yourself, the other for helping others.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she
carries, or the way she combs her hair.
The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes because that is the doorway
to her heart, the place where love resides.
The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mole, but true beauty in a woman is
reflected in her soul.
It is the caring that she lovingly gives, the passion that she shows,
and the beauty of a woman, with passing years, only grows!
- Audrey Hepburn
I like my hair. It's shiny and soft, I condition it every other day and keep it up most days.
I would like to work out more but time is a bit constricted at the moment.
I actually LIKE my butt, it's firm! ;)
I have a kick A personality. Just sayin...
My boobs are big enough, thank you.
I'm a little socially awkward and have weird quirks but hey, it keeps everyone around me giggling and on their toes.
I have always thought I actually looked more beautiful when... I am in tune, doing good for others, happy. My Amy sent me a quote/ poem by Audrey Hepburn or Sam Levenson both are attributed to this poem/quote anyway it's spurring this rant.
She says:
For attractive lips, speak words of kindness.
For lovely eyes, seek out the good in people.
For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry.
For beautiful hair, let a child run his or her fingers through it once a day.
For poise, walk with the knowledge you'll never walk alone.
People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived,
reclaimed, and redeemed; Never throw out anybody.
Remember, if you ever need a helping hand, you'll find one at the end of your arm.
As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands:
one for helping yourself, the other for helping others.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she
carries, or the way she combs her hair.
The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes because that is the doorway
to her heart, the place where love resides.
The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mole, but true beauty in a woman is
reflected in her soul.
It is the caring that she lovingly gives, the passion that she shows,
and the beauty of a woman, with passing years, only grows!
- Audrey Hepburn
Thursday, January 6, 2011
I HATE MOVING.
This is why I will stay in one place for years. I don't like moving books, clothes, furniture, food and all the piddly little things that get in the way. I end up giving away half my wardrobe because I don't like moving it all! This moving experience was nicer though because my friends Logan and Sara were able to help me, they have a truck and they know how to use it!
So they came on Friday the 31 and in 18 degree weather trudging through snow and ice, they helped move me! And I am so grateful to them!
The new place! It has a red door...
My room, it's small but there is lots of storage.
living room and dining room, all the walls are different colors! I love it!
kitchen stuff
On the back porch
After I moved in it took a couple of days but I am finally settled! It looks cluttered but feels like home.
Take a vintage skirt 20 sizes too small for you, add vintage apron = cool wall
Thank you home depot for contributing your paint sample cards.
If I don't control myself I will put googly eyes on everything! I have a slew of these old Hawaiian vacation photos and I have big plans!
My dad and his big catch!
Trixie is happy too, she went exploring and found our new room suitable, though she says she's disappointed in the lack of hidy holes and secret entrances to the other rooms.
So they came on Friday the 31 and in 18 degree weather trudging through snow and ice, they helped move me! And I am so grateful to them!
The new place! It has a red door...
My room, it's small but there is lots of storage.
living room and dining room, all the walls are different colors! I love it!
kitchen stuff
On the back porch
After I moved in it took a couple of days but I am finally settled! It looks cluttered but feels like home.
Take a vintage skirt 20 sizes too small for you, add vintage apron = cool wall
Thank you home depot for contributing your paint sample cards.
If I don't control myself I will put googly eyes on everything! I have a slew of these old Hawaiian vacation photos and I have big plans!
My dad and his big catch!
Trixie is happy too, she went exploring and found our new room suitable, though she says she's disappointed in the lack of hidy holes and secret entrances to the other rooms.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Jessica!
My friend Jessica and I love to go out and eat, then it's usually followed by me trying to get her to take some pictures. She hates it and throws a fit then doesn't really act serious, THAT"S OK I still love this girl!
OH yea... we went to Sammy's!
So good.
OH yea... we went to Sammy's!
So good.
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