Iam:
Twenty
From Long Island, New York
Attending Long Island University - C.W. Post campus for art therapy and fine arts (though I'm wayyyy more passionate about the fine arts!)
An amateur sculptor with big visions for a short person
An employee of Old Westbury Gardens
Not a vegan (which everyone seems to be?)
Not a drinker, smoker, or drug user
In love with VH1 reality shows (I love those classless skanks!)
Far too giddy for my own good, but surprisingly short fused
A stereotypical angry artist, swearing and throwing shit about
An avid listener of synthpop, futurepop and EBM
Also an avid listener of Murder by Death (they're so wonderful they get their own line!)
Open to random messages (feel free to send one, because fuck knows I'm too nervous to :D)
Current modifications:
4x Ear lobes (3x Left, 1 Right)
3x Helix (Left)
2x Navel (Inverse, Side - Left)
Standard nostril (Right)
Orbital (Rook to helix - Left)
Nape
Septum
Tragus (Left)
Sternum surface piercing
Fetal fun! Me and my clay fetus head (a work in progress at that point)
Mod-Tracker
Artistic Endeavors
Eye: Front view
Piercings!
Sternum Surface Piercing: Done by Brian Decker of Pure Body Arts (Brooklyn)
The Beasts
Marvin: : ) She's a cutie
lol facebook official
2010/02/08 14:24 Yeah. Now things are facebook official with Jim. Haha now maybe everyone won't think it's a huge secret? I don't know, everyone that finds out seems to be like I WON'T TELL ANYONE. And we're like o....kay? I guess we have something to hide...or should?
I have an hour and thirty five minutes until the art league meeting starts. So I'm sitting in the commons area, in the cafeteria, waiting it out. I wish I remembered my god damn protocol outline so I could have written one up for when I have my geri group/for my art therapy class. Whatever, it's all good. I have paint on me. I wore shit clothes, yet still managed to get it on my not-shit clothes. I'm just that incredible. Need to finish a bunch of my painting at home though. The drapery, the god damn tea pot (this part of the still life is annihilating me). At least we have a three day weekend this weekend!
Got called (or rather emailed) into work this weekend. Two weddings. KIND OF EXCITED! I hope it's Telmo. I really do, I miss him. haha I can admit it. But I get to finally get some money flowing again. Even if it is for four hours of work. Until April. Ugh. Good thing I save my money. Excited to get back there, though, as I've missed the place. I hope I don't have too much homework coming to me this weekend. Eep.
2010/02/03 17:04 I've been pretty busy lately. Classes are in full swing again, plus interning 16 hours a week. Two art history classes is such a bad idea. Medieval art history is just a bad idea in general though. There's a lot of reading to do for both classes, so I'm trying to get everything done. I think I'll probably end up giving up on that aspect of the class, as I so often do. My psych class is a joke, per usual. Sculpture hasn't gotten too intense yet; we made molds. I always find ways to fuck myself over on what should be easy projects. I made a sculpture out of Marvin (my tortoise) out of clay and then made a mold of it. But I made her as a complete 3-D form, no flat bottom, so I had to make a ridiculous clay wall, had ridiculous undercuts and everything was pretty much insane. I'll probably cast one or two more of her and the rest I'm still restoring. That's what tomorrow afternoon will be for. My painting class isn't too demanding yet. Thank God, and I hope it stays this way, literally HALF of the class dropped/didn't show up; we had 12 students, now we have 6, and only two of us are art majors. Since everyone is pretty much having a fuck my life mentality towards everything (painting is hard and too time consuming!), my professor was like well... you all seem to be struggling and most of you aren't art majors - I'll probably reduce the amount of projects and give you more time on them. I really really hope he sticks to that!
And interning... I already have 30 hours done as of today (including orientation time). I need 150. I thought I was doing pretty well personally, but apparently I'm too shy. I guess I just know for myself I was doing better than I normally do around people I don't know, as I was making an effort, but apparently I need to up it. I thought I did better today, but my supervisor made no indication of it. I need to actually run my own group with the geriatrics next Friday, so I need to create a directive, At least that will get one of the protocols I have to write out of the way! Friday my supervisor won't even be there, so I'll have to find the office by myself (which I managed today, and I'm hoping I can do next time! - I get lost at least once a day), go to the meeting about the geris by myself (thus try to find my way there) and spend the rest of my morning there, break for lunch, then follow around another art therapist until the end of the day. Plus paperwork, which kind of confuses me. And if I have to fill out the admissions by myself, we may have a problem. Ugh. I kind of resent this all, since I really don't have the intention of being an art therapist - I plan to be a sculpture professor one day (I hope), and this is just like my back up plan (though the more likely of what I'll end up doing).
It's kind of sappy and pathetic, but at least on Friday I can look forward to what, essentially, can be coined date night with Jim haha I finally told Marcy about how he's actually my boyfriend now and she didn't seem too happy, but I don't blame her. Meanwhile, our mutual friend found out yesterday, stopped Jim and I and forced us all into a group hug and started gushing over how happy he was and how he knew it all along. Haha cute.
2010/01/25 22:34 First day of my painting class, and I couldn't imagine it taking four hours, as no one has their supplies. How the fuck did he turn it into a four hour class?! My professor somehow managed to talk for four hours, showing slides of works' of the masters and of students. And showing us how to stretch canvas and explaining how to gesso it. He said buying the canvas already stretched and gessoed is expensive, and it costs like $40 for a small one, so buying the stretching bars, canvas, gesso, staple gun and staples is more cost efficient. So I go to Utrecht with two of my art buddies (and thank god for them for soooo many reasons!) to find out that along with all of the above mentioned being extremely heavy and expensive on its own, buying it pre-stretched is not expensive. And like the most expensive one was like $11. Which is cheap in comparison to all of that stuff and the time that would have went into setting that up. Love my friends!
Jim and I are kind of acting ridiculously cute and coupley. I like it though. Unless I misinterpreted him, we're in an "official" relationship. I'm not really flaunting it though and telling people. I only told my sister, who seemed excited. If I told Marcy, she'd have a fit. And if I told her he made things official in the middle of me telling him how Brian won't formally ask Marcy to be his girlfriend, she'd kill me. So I'll tell her. At some point. When I feel more official about it.
2010/01/22 01:29 Finally finally FINALLY made out with Jim. I'm excited. It was cute. I'm glad I've actually known him for a while and didn't just jump into things like with what happened with Sean. KNOWING the fucking kid for a month and a half and then slut-bag McGee jumps in. Luckily not the case with Jim. I've had my sights set on him since a year and a half ago, and we started to become acquaintances about a year ago and then this past fall semester we started to become friendly since we were both always in the sculpture studio. It took so long to even get to a point of even being a LITTLE touchy (and I mean the whole touching an arm by means of flirting), so I'm happy we didn't really do anything too much tonight. I'm not fucking up again, I learned, and I'm quite content. It was cute, he was telling me to call (or text, because, I was blunt, I hate phones and calling people) him tomorrow and over the weekend. I just hope he's not clingy. Yeah, I'm a little scared of that. But it shall remain to be seen. Until then, I'm quite content!
