Thursday, December 30, 2010

2010 in pictures

I read The Secret Life of Bees over the summer. New favorite book. I. Love. It. 

This is the local fair. I went twice, once with a big group of people but me and my other single friend pretty much hung out the whole time. Then we went back to her house halfway through because it was super hot and ate a ton of bacon. Then we went back. This was taken on the second day I went with Kirstie which was the day we went on a ton of rides. This was also the first year I'd ever been to the fair. We met up with our three other friends and made a little group of fair funness. 

That is Rick Springfield over there on that stage somewhere.. We were too cheap to buy tickets to the arena to see him, but getting on the ferris wheel worked out pretty well. We didn't hear him play Jessie's Girl, and Kirstie and I were pretty much peeing our pants with excitement over it. Our three guy friends didn't care about him in the least. Lame.

We hit the ferris wheel right at sunset! I can check that off of my list of things to do in my life:)

Out door cinema:) I believe this one was The Blindside. There was also Where the Wild Things Are and The Wizard of Oz.

During the summer me and my two friends who I live between were bored. So we made inspirational signs and posted them on all the business bulletin boards we could find in town.

I drew this, it's inspired by Mari:)

 
Also inspired by Mari.



Wednesday, December 29, 2010

2010 in pictures

I began sketching more..formally. I was still using a little notebook with a fuzzy panda on the front standing on a ball. It's quite adorable, actually.

Kirstie, me and a couple of our other friends were bored in the summer..so we ambushed one of our friends houses. He wasn't there. So we attacked his room, which was crazily organized which added to the fun. His mom even brought us snacks; pretzel m&ms. Luckily we had a camera with us to document the shenanigan in it's entirety. 

I went to Alaska. This was taken at my aunt and uncle's cabin. It was probably 4 or 5 in the morning. My family was staying in their trailer, and everyone but my brother and I had left to go halibut fishing. I had a bad experience with it last time so I stayed home yet I failed to be able to fall back asleep once everyone had left. So I got up and took pictures since the lighting was incredible in Alaska because the sun pretty much only ever gets higher than the tallest treetops at noon.  I only took a few pictures though. I didn't anticipate the mosquitoes.

I finally found a sketchbook that sufficed to the size and type of paper that I wanted. So the official official sketching began!

I fell in love with the show Adventure Time With Finn and Jake. Then I got my brother addicted. Then the rest of my siblings and friends:)

I got up early to get on a train for a day trip to Seattle. While I was waiting for my mom I noticed how the sunrise was pretty and the light was fantastic. So I took pictures.

My first visit to Pike Place. Long over due, might I add. It was quite spectacular. I think it's funny that the lighting is just right that the person in the picture doesn't have a head anymore.

Picnicking and playing with my friends at a park about 20 from our town. It's a hot spot for the hipsters and hippies of the northwest. People watching is excellent, and it's right on the water. Not to mention the boardwalk and village green being relatively close, also.



Tuesday, December 28, 2010

2010:) {in pictures}

This is my family tree..I believe that it has grown more complicated since this was drawn.

I started this blog:) I like daisies. And The Doors.

The school musical was Oliver. I was in Fagan's gang of boys. Only three people in this picture are actually boys. Oliver is even a girl. It was pretty great, I'm the one with a yellow scarf.

 
My best friend and I became best friends! Kirsie is Ninja Turtle, and I am Batman.

The Superhero Epic League of Averageness. This was one of Kirstie and my first adventures together. Pwning Batman pwns at Apples to Apples. Always.

This is the finale for the temple youth celebration {TYC} for the building of the LDS temple in Vancouver, BC. I'm in the first ring next to Kirstie by the right corner of the temple.

I got my permit, and I hate driving. I used to have a  reoccurring dream that I was driving our suburban and I couldn't control it, so when it came time to actually drive I was scared out of my pants. I still hate driving. I actually had a dream where I could drive again last night, although it wasn't the same exact one.

 
On the last day of school Elise and I had drivers ed, so our friends made this beautiful piece of chalk art for us when we came back:) It is complete with inside jokes and each of them depicted as a dinosaur.


Monday, December 27, 2010

missing: summer





happy much love monday:)

loving: looking at my pictures from summer ♥  short  bangs ♥ Seattle adventures ♥ blogging friends ♥ my new camera ♥ anticipating adventures ♥ mutual dislikes of annoying people ♥ feeling like a secret club ♥ dreams about Joseph Gordon-Levitt loving me:) ♥ my brother acknowledging the premonition I had of him marrying Zooey Deschanel ♥ massive books of Fox Trot comics ♥ the possibilities in a blank sketchbook ♥ Marc Johns shirts ♥ sweaters inherited from my brother ♥ horcruxes ♥ thinking about old friends ♥ rereading my favorite books ♥ giving the perfect gift ♥ playing with my food ♥ leftovers ♥ having a whole slew of new movies ♥ the fourth season of Boy Meets World ♥ making snowflakes out of old Seventeen magazine pages with my brother ♥ elfing my house with said snowflakes ♥ pineapple chap stick ♥ peach chap stick gifts ♥ getting a letter from a new missionary ♥ writing a new missionary a letter ♥ plaid paper ties ♥ ignoring homework assigned over the break ♥ reading a book about cake that turns out to be the trippiest book I've ever read ♥ Narrow Stairs ♥




Sunday, December 26, 2010

feel, feel what it's like to be new.

where soul meets body by death cab


Saturday, December 25, 2010

& the ice is getting thinner.

Guess who got a new camera for Christmas?:)

Very first picture with it:




the ice is getting thinner by death cab



Friday, December 24, 2010

happy christmas:)







Thursday, December 23, 2010

winter




 Passenger Seat by Death Cab



Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Note to self:




Monday, December 20, 2010

don't stop {believin}

happy much love monday:)

loving: sketch books ♥ winter break ♥ sleeping in ♥ having all my siblings around ♥ watching Harry Potter with Thane ♥ water colors ♥ long sleeved shirts ♥ Adventure Time with Finn and Jake ♥ bacon presents ♥ winter break plans ♥ rereading old journals ♥ photos ♥ baked goods ♥ reading ♥ writing letters ♥ giving surprises ♥ being silly ♥ gum that actually tastes like pie ♥ straightening my hair because I'm bored ♥ not being in school ♥


Friday, December 17, 2010

we travel without seatbelts on

Here I Dreamt I Was An Architect by The Decemberists
 
 



Wednesday, December 15, 2010

{Your life is an occasion. Rise to it.}

When King Lear dies in Act V, do you know what Shakespeare has written? He's written 'He dies.' That's all, nothing more. No fanfare, no metaphor, no brilliant final words. The culmination of the most influential work of dramatic literature is 'He dies.' It takes Shakespeare, a genius, to come up with 'He dies.' And yet every time I read those two words, I find myself overwhelmed with dysphoria. And I know it's only natural to be sad, but not because of the words 'He dies.' but because of the life we saw prior to the words.
Mr. Magorium's Wonder Emporium

Monday, December 13, 2010

loving: dinosaurs

happy much love monday:)

loving: surprise haggenese ♥ feather earrings and braids ♥ oxfords ♥ reading ♥ ignoring homework ♥ cleaning ♥ being organized ♥ rainstorms ♥ rivers ♥ writing ♥ making plans ♥ Death Cab For Cutie ♥ surprise visits from old friends ♥ surprising best friends with chocolate ♥ being quiet ♥ making crappy gingerbread houses ♥ not feeling like I need to be perfect at anything, like making gingerbread houses ♥ old toys ♥ making lists ♥ freeing myself from me ♥ bantering with my friends ♥ taking pictures again!! ♥ thinking ♥ shenanigans in algebra that have nothing to do with algebra ♥ singing ♥ having only one week of school left ♥ old photos ♥ pictures of the sky and trees ♥ Mike and Ikes ♥ "oh, you like Mike and Ikes?;)" ♥ Coldplay ♥ being relentlessly silly ♥ reading dictionaries ♥ Seattle adventures ♥ making plans for future Seattle adventures ♥ finding gifts for people ♥ Facebook memes ♥ answering questions during class really well ♥ acting like a little kid ♥ listening to the lyrics of songs ♥ plans to go take pictures of Christmas lights in the dark ♥ trying to write a crazy long list ♥ dreams that tell you something important ♥ not succumbing to stupid people who are stupid ♥ styled messy hair ♥ making paper chains to Christmas ♥ writing letters ♥



Sunday, December 12, 2010

images of broken light:

And I say, it's all right. 
-Here Comes The Sun



Saturday, December 11, 2010

images of broken light:

because the sky is blue, it makes me cry.
-because



Friday, December 10, 2010

{where they are.}



Thursday, December 9, 2010

images of broken light:

This is part of a series I did around June-ish last year. Probably my first official photography attempt. I took my favorite pictures that I had taken through out all of my years and edited them on Picnik. As you may be able to tell my editing style is a bit different now, but I still love these pictures:) I gave them all lines from Beatles songs as names. The names hold a great deal of sentimental value to me, and most of them are linked to the picture or what was happening when the picture was taken or such things. I named them 'images of broken light' from the song Across the Universe, which also means a lot to me. Also, it's a pun. And I love puns. I'm still so proud of my little photo book of images of broken light.

Which dance before me like a million eyes.
-Across the Universe



Wednesday, December 8, 2010

{i'll eat you up, i love you so}

There were some buildings... There were these really tall buildings, and they could walk. Then there were some vampires. And one of the vampires bit the tallest building, and his fangs broke off. Then all his other teeth fell out. Then he started crying. And then, all the other vampires said, "Why are you crying? Weren't those just your baby teeth?" And he said, "No. Those were my grown-up teeth." And the vampires knew he couldn't be a vampire anymore, so they left him. The end.
Where the Wild Things Are

closing walls and ticking clocks.






Monday, December 6, 2010

loving: yesterday by the beatles

happy much love monday!

loving: Beatles song lyrics, especially doodling them ♥ being able to think to myself ♥ starting a brand new shiny week! It's like a baptism from my horrible week last week ♥ Death Cab For Cutie ♥ sleep, glorious, sleep ♥ singing in the shower ♥ ranting in my journal ♥ actually learning in school ♥ ignoring all the crappy things, and making a list of the things that have actually gone right recently ♥ not reading things that I know will destroy me ♥ taking pictures again ♥ the idea of writing a letter to santa filled with your wildest dreams and wishes ♥ being silly ♥ starting the school musical ♥ waking up at 9 and still having the sun barely up and spilling into my room ♥ the colors of winter ♥ Invader Zim and Adventure Time ♥ working on myself ♥ not failing ♥ blogging when I should be reading Their Eyes Were Watching God ♥ easy quizzes ♥ singing and acting on stage, but not improv ♥ being a nerd about things I love ♥ writing a little tidbit of what I think in blog posts ♥ writing in general, especially being able to epitomize what I am trying to say ♥ trying to think of as many things that I love as humanly possible at the moment, I refuse to be negative any longer ♥ watching the city lights in the dark, and the street lights change and the headlights make it through the distant downtown ♥ my warm breath against the cold window as I watch things unravel in the world outside ♥ surprise ninjas ♥ compliments on things I worked very hard on and feel like I left a bit of myself in when I finished ♥ being organized ♥ discussing what kind of sad requires cake, or soup, because whatever cake cannot fix, soup can ♥ I would like to reiterate, not falling victim to reading things that I know destroy me ♥ the movie Paper Heart ♥ writing reeeally long lists


Sunday, December 5, 2010

Note to self:



♥ 

Saturday, December 4, 2010

supposal:

She was supposed
to be smart.
So
she was.

She was supposed
to be optimistic.
So
she was.

She was supposed
to be outgoing.
So
she was.

She was supposed
to be an example.
So
she was.

She was supposed
to be confident.
So
she was.

She was supposed
to be independent.
So
she was.

She was supposed
to be strong.
So
she was.

She was supposed
to be happy.
But
she didn’t know how.

She was supposed
to be perfect.
But
she failed.

She was supposed
to be “normal.”
But
she wasn’t.

So
through all of this
supposing
she had no idea
who she
supposed herself
to be;
besides what others
had already
supposed
of her
{supposing their
supposal to be
what she
had
supposed.}



♥ 

Friday, December 3, 2010

perspective:

I don't write very much of what I think in posts because I feel very monotonous and cliche when I try to. Or I get halfway through one and think to my self, 'why the heck would anyone want to read about this? It's just me complaining or preaching my opinion.' Personally, I find it much more fulfilling to post song lyrics or quotes from other people {in addition to pictures} rather than words that come from myy brain. I don't know why that is...The reason why I thought of this was because my week this week has been exceptionally crappy. And this post about perspective means a lot to me, but other people would look at it and go, oh, just another pretty picture post. I think that the kind of life a person has is based entirely upon perspective. It's us who decides what our life is going to be rife with. Whether it be full of happiness, or regrets. Which is why I refuse to let myself be bothered by petty problems that so often come along with high school. I love that the quote 'People are as happy as they make up their minds to be' is attributed to Abraham Lincoln, who suffered from depression. The current argument is that he must not have said it because of this. I like to believe that he did say it.. because then he must have understood.


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