Tuesday, December 23, 2003

::I Was Looking Over My Old Artwork::


I had forgotten how much I used to just sit and sketch, paint, mess with pastels, whatever. It's not like I'm any good. I've never taken any formal classes on technique. I just like to doodle. I let my mind wander just to see what kind of stuff I can come up with. It's a hit or miss kind of process. Sometimes I love the outcome, other times it's horrible, then there's the majority where it falls in the eh...whatever range. I like to make things that are just cool to look at. I'm one of those people who needs to be visually stimulated to be satiated. That's one of the reasons why I love cruising the strip in Vegas at night. The lights are great. I love to sit and watch the sunrise or set. I can sit on the pier and just stare at the sea. On warm nights during the summer I'd go to the beach and lay out to stare at the stars and listen to the waves. I love to people watch, we're such funny creatures. I'll go to Seaport Village to watch the kites do air stunts or just watch the boats cruise the bay. There have been times when I'd just stare out my front window and watch the neighborhood kids play a game of football. I like to play the role of the silent observer. Taking in whatever catches my eye. That's the approach I take to my art. I just want it to look interesting. There doesn't need to be meaning behind it. If someone can make an emotional connection to it, that's really great. My intention is just to stimulate one of the senses and seeing what happens from there.

Among other things, today is my older brother's birthday. That old geezer. Tomorrow is Christmas Eve. Brenna and I will be dropping off presents to friends so that Christmas Day will be spent with our respective families. They will drive me insane. They always do. Then I will desperately be clawing at the door for some relief, which will not come. I'm still looking for something to do on New Year's Eve. I actually have the day off, which is most awesome. I have a couple of options, I just don't want to commit. The more I think about it, the less I want to get smashed. I mean give me good music, good people, good conversation, and I'm set. If they don't have good food, I can always use Super Sergio's or Denny's as my back up plan. I'm just looking to get my boogie on. A little tail feather shakin', naw I mean? So if you're going to have a partay with some booty bass, I'm there! Haven't had a good night of dancing in a long time. Hmm...dancing...so much fun.

So Let me just take this time to wish everyone a very Merry Christmas. May your New Year be prosperous and full of joy. If Christmas isn't your thing, well Happy Hanukkah or have a Blessed Kwanzaa. Point of it all, enjoy the company of your loved ones. Mine drive me crazy, but it always ends up as time well spent. Take care of yourself and each other. Season's best to you all.


Random Blurb: Don't get too fucked up on New Year's! I don't want to hear any black out stories.

posted by Rochelle @ 10:54:00 PM