Brevity/sketchy

Tonight I managed to reserve time to go and draw!  There's a fun live model "anti-art" school thing that happens all over the country called "Dr.Sketchy's" and models are usually burlesque (costumed) models... perfect for me.  They call in all different body types and costumes... plus it is all very low key and no pressure.

This was the first time I've ever drawn from a live model (or at least one who knew they were my model) so I was pretty psyched to be able to do it.  I got through arts high school And earned a BFA in costume design without ever having a life drawing class... it's a rather sad gap in my education.

Brevity/recovery

Post Tech (a rather rushed tech full of 12-16hour days) I am left with a disaster of a shop, a car and a house... I am left with that burnt feeling and still work keeps coming, life barely slows down.  Spending the whole weekend cleaning, purging, organizing... bowing out of a canoe trip in order to try and get my feet under me before the next push gets intense.

Brevity/distraction

Things that I need to buy;
1. Pants (old pants all too big)
2. Cell Phone (old phone is 5+ yrs old and starting to die)
3. Luggage (old luggage just about disintegrated traversing European cobblestones, but this can wait)
4. Postage Stamps (uh... you know because they don't take these things for free)
5. New Eye Liner (down to an inch nub)
6. oil change for the car

Things that I actually managed to purchase;
1. New headphones. 

Yep.  That's it. Shopping failure.

Brevity/Eurydice

Just opened two shows... next one is having fittings tomorrow... next after that needs to be designed in rough draft by Wednesday... sewing all of Sunday... oh yea tired.

Never turn your back on the ocean...

Yes... rip tide is dangerous... but this made me laugh anyways...

Brevity/a Sunday

My internet decided to die at home, but the dog and I held it together... we went to the park and got caught in the downpour.  I then drug him into a torture chamber filled with soap and water, followed by an apologetic pig's ear.  The damp morning was soon followed by sewing nasty packing blankets into set covers... sadly it is taking longer than I would hope for... I would of course hope for the magical ability to wiggle my nose and have them assemble themselves, but somehow that is not working. 
Dog is tired of this joint.

Me too.
I'm going home to make myself something warm and garlic-y for this cold rainy Sunday.
Peace out.

brevity/vomit

I don't know what the dog had eaten for Fat Tuesday, but by the morning it was on the living-room carpet. The dog stood hungover, nose to the door, pleading in a silent chant; "open the door... open the door... just open the damn door."


--yea the day got better. The dog got better... I may however use this morning's vomit in my great American novel someday.

brevity/sewing pains

I have one more day working as a stitcher.  The hourly wage sometimes feels luxurious (as opposed to the flat fee payment I often get).  The lack of responsibility is refreshing... and yet it grows old quickly.
Sitting in bad chairs doing repetitive work takes its toll on the body.  Daily trips to the gym help and yet my right knee aches from the up and down and side to side motions required to operate the machine.  My back hurts from the lack of support, my left shoulder has developed a large knot that has become persistent and my ass is getting sore sooner and sooner in the day.  I really don't know how people do this all year.  I especially pity the stitchers who have (and do) have to do this work in cramped, dark sweat shops. Ouch.  I am ready to get back to my other jobs.

Brevity/twilight

Went to work... saw a run through...  watched the sunset...

Brevity

Fighting a cold today,
Sewing at home where it is warm,
sleeping soon I hope...

The camera that I've been piecing together from ebay auctions came in and my friend lent me his lens to make sure it works... I dare say it takes some rather stunning images... I hope I can get equally satisfying results from the lenses that I actually got. The only downside to this baby is that the automatic flash is stuck and will not turn off, leaving me without any special features... but still not so shabby.

brevity 5

Aside from a regrettably unproductive day it was also rather theatrically traumatic... sigh. Had to put down my still very very behind schedule show to tend to other clothing disasters.

brevity #4

Still dreaming about work. If my marathon were a week I would be in the middle of Wednesday. If my marathon were a marathon I would be staring at my wall hitting me in the face. Must find positive things to concentrate on. Must push past wall...

dream stitcher...

I've been dreaming about sewing. I've been dreaming about making to do lists. Times when I'm not sewing or shopping are times when I have to think about sewing or shopping... I should also do the paperwork and invoicing that need to be done to make all of this insane schedule pay bills rather than make them all late. My social life is sewing with my dog. Movies I watch are background while I work. I suppose it's time to sleep again. I hope I dream about tropical islands or travel, flying, hell I'll even take that murderous clown that sometimes makes repeat appearances in my dreams, please please anything but sewing.

Brevity #3

Still drowning in work. Got caught in a classic car parade trying to get to work in my filthy Honda Civic, it was the worst possible annoyance of pollution, conspicuous consumption and tourists all making me excessively late to work. Got stuck in the gridlock trying to escape town. Trying to edge off of my tipping point.

Brevity #2

Another 14 hour work day.
I'd lose my head if it weren't attached.
Downtown looks eerie at 1am.

Brevity is the soul of wit?

Today I saw a beautiful journal in the book store. It was that perfect size, just smaller than a paperback and about as thick. Bound in a hot-pressed bristol cover and gold along the edges, it smelled of freshly pressed paper. "A line a day Journal; a five year memory book"... beautiful. It tempted me, and yet it was $16 and started in January... seems a bit wasteful. What is more is my resistance to twitter-think; I guess I'm torn. The short format can be beautiful. It can be haiku, it can be simplicity... but on the other hand there is the common usage of "going to the grocery store" "can't wait for that TV show that I love to come on" where it becomes difficult to distinguish between insight and inner dialogue. On the other hand it gives you little excuse to shirk on writing Something every day... I think I shall try it here-- for free nonetheless! So possibly not every day, I think that even when I don't manage to take photos that I want to share, I may try posting more often with quick posts.... they shall be tagged with "brevity" and will likely be three lines or less.

For today;

Feeling downtrodden after working through the night and still being hit in the face with disappointment in the morning; I mended my soul with a change of venue. A dinner at my favorite sushi restaurant helped. It's odd how stuffed shrimp and hamachi can make things feel a little better.