Hey Hanna!

I think a grand total of 6 people read my blog now. Here and there. I'd like to say HI LEVI, SIMON, GREG, HANNA, MOM, AND DAVE!

If you read this and are not listed above, you have one of two options. 1) smile silently and continue reading this post, or 2) Message me and be like "heyy... ME TOO D:< " And I will have no choice but to include you in the next one, and be very happy that I have more than six readers.

Also artwork.

He came over to look at it after class, and he was leaving. He looked right at me and said "wow. That's Me. It's weird to look at myself like this." And I was like "OH THIS OLD THING!?!?" ...well no, I was more like extremely flattered happy.

This was my design for the Chamber Singers CD cover. I don't know if I ever shared it here.

 And these are doodles I did of various people in Chamber Singers. Simon, Levi, Gabby, Jimmy, Will, and Victoria. I'm going to draw more soon, since half these people then made my doodle their profile picture on facebook, which I find painfully flattering. That night I was all smiles.

Here's an epic fail attempt at Nathan Fillion. His eyes freak me out. 

And here's some random Brazilian girl's profile picture. There's a thing on facebook where it gives you a completely random person's profile picture and asks you to draw it. This is the one I drew. I really like it, really.

Mary is Done

I'm proud.

But Dean totally blew me out of the water, again. Someday I'll paint and draw like him. Someday.

Another scribble

So if I'm in Drive Up at work, I am either a) being worked to death helping the drive up customers as well as the people in the lobby (Oh, BTW I work at TD bank), OR b) Bored out of my flipping mind.

Today I occupied myself.

And here's a few other things I've been working on.

My work in progress painting of Mary.

My awful... AWFUL I HATE IT Self portrait in the style of Alphonse Mucha. I'm not quite through with this...

Doodle Dump

Not only was it slow at work today, I didn't have our ALMOST new Head Teller hounding me to be doing something bank related. Like reading about Credit Cards. ... because why wouldn't I want to be reading about our CREDIT CARDS?!??!?

 More of my Wanderland drawings...

 These are based on true stories. And I posted them on Imgur, but apparently I find them to be way more amusing than anyone else.

Also the word "Imgur" just there was a link. So was this one.

"WE'RE CHILDREN WE'RE CHILDREN WE'RE CHILDREN WE'RE CHILDREN"

Just some inner dialogue.

Needed a change.

First off, here is my (practically) complete Alphonse Mucha copy. I realized I still didn't have the updated picture here yet, so let's get the art on the art blog first, before I rant about my looks.

Ok. So I was frumpy. I felt frumpy. I didn't feel attractive. I wanted to feel attractive. So here's my transformation.

 So this was me, walking into the hair salon. It was 8 PM on a Saturday, and JC penny salon was still open, and this wonderful girl Whitney cut my hair. She was very excited when I said I wanted something asymmetrical and edgy, so I had to tone her back when I said I work at a bank, and that even if I wanted it to be, it couldn't be THAT cool...

 She didn't have time to style it or anything, which was fine, since I wanted to color it at home. (ooof stupid work vest...)

 Lathered all that dye in my hair...

 plucked the sh*t out of my eyebrows...

 little eyeliner and a hair straightener later, and BOOM! I feel cool again.

I think I just needed to prove to myself that I can still be adorable. ..I think. God, I sound conceited. 

A work in Progress

The assignment this time in Painting is to do a copy of a famous figure-painter. I picked Alphonse Mucha because I love him. I love him so very much.

And yet I want to kill him. 1 million years dungeon. His work is so flat looking... and yet there are smooth shifts from YELLOW TO BLUE. I mean, WHAT? And then there's all the intricate detail.... I might die. I'll just die, that will be easier than finishing this painting on time.

I know, right? Here, they look awesome. Here, they look like I'm almost done! Everything's fine, she's amazing!

WRONG.

Here's what it's SUPPOSED to look like. I have so much work ahead of me... and so much color to remove...

Now. Let me introduce you to the two greatest artists I've ever had the pleasure of knowing on a somewhat personal (acquaintance... maybe almost friend) level. 

This is Dean. He's only two years older than me, and yet his work is so amazing and detailed and beautiful... I want to kick him. But, of course, he's super nice and says my art is good too, so I hold in my violent urges.

This is Yelena. She's from russia, and she's much older than me- and therefore has an extremely unfair advantage. Her artwork has been so meticulous and beautiful that I've literally stared at it for extended amounts of time, and debated paying her for it. She's ridiculous  I want to be her. She's also super nice, and therefore makes it really hard for me to hate her.