Saturday, August 29, 2009

Work In Progress

A little detail shot of something that's been slipping through my fingers for months. I'll get it soon enough.

Friday, August 28, 2009

Friday Night Sounds

I've been wanting to share some of my favorite songs and videos for a while now. I've made a couple musically inclined posts here and there, but I've decided to make it into a regular feature, Friday Night Sounds.

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I fell in love with this song when I picked up his album New Sacred Cow forever ago. Then soon after, I saw the video on MTV. And fell more in love.

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Digital Art Warm Up

So I have this Wacom tablet. For, like, ever.

And I've hardly used it. ...I'm pretty sure I can hear every graphic designer and artist gnashing their teeth in disgust.

To remedy the situation, I've decided to share my practice sketches.

I figure it's a win-win situation all around. I promise weekly sketches. Which means I have to do weekly sketches. They'll probably be 30 minute drawing sessions. Sometimes longer. Never shorter. Well, ok, maybe never shorter. Which means I practice more, which means I get used to working on the tablet. Which means I'll do more art with it. Which means the art I do won't look like a four year old made it. Which it kinda does now.

So. Here's to baby steps into this brave new digital world:

Friday, August 21, 2009

Me Likey

I'm a sponsor over at one of my favorite blogs, DaddyLikey, for the next few months. Winona gave me such a sweet write up, I had to share.

I'm totally shameless. I know.

But check out the rest of her blog while you're there. It's the bee's knees.

50th, Officially

Today marks the 50th anniversary of statehood for Hawaii.

But no matter how you look at it, there's so much history in Hawaii; it's amazing. Just do a little research into the newest state, and you'll totally be blown away. By beauty, by strength, by culture, by change.

I know I feel very humbled learning about Hawaii's past, and very appreciative of my life on the islands today.

Mahalo, Hawai'i!

(image from Life)

Monday, August 17, 2009

Extremely Pathetic Personal Confession #2

I just read a book chosen merely by the fact that a movie was made from it starring Eric Bana.

This is not the first time.

Saturday, August 15, 2009

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Theft : You get what you pay for

I don't normally not finish a book. If I pick one up, I'm usually good to go. Even if it's poorly written (ahemTwilightcoughcough). Even if it's a gazillion pages long (Sacajawea). Even if it's beyond cheeseball (you know the ones...the novel equivalent to Cosmo magazine).

There have been only three books in my entire life I've never been able to finish: The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn - kept falling asleep on it for some reason. Sorry Mr. Twain.
The Awakening by Kate Chopin - it's not even a long book; I don't know why I couldn't ever get into it.
And some coming of age self help get to know your body type book my dad gave me years and years ago. That one might be self explanatory.

And then I picked up The Art Thief by Noah Charney.

Oh. My. God.

It's awful.

As I was checking out at Borders the other day, the cashier said they were giving away free books if you make a purchase. So I browsed the selection...and lemme say, there is a reason they're having to give away those books. But I was like, FREE BOOK! Free! Who turns down free? Plus it's a book. I've rescued books from trash cans. I was determined to get a free book any which way. I picked up The Art Thief, read the inside cover and thought it'd be ok. I mean, it's a mystery story about art. Score.


I came home and gave it a shot. It was a little rocky at first, but I kept telling myself that was just the introduction. It'll get better soon.

Then this little gem on the top of page 10: A female character, on the phone arguing over the validity of a work of art on which she's an expert, says "No, it's not my time of the month, I ... but, I ... yeah, well I hope you get royally fucked in the ..."
No really. He couldn't write in "ass" after using "fucked?" And really? "It's not my time of the month?" Really?

But I kept going. I guess I should've known better. Oh well.

This is the paragraph that sealed the deal though on page 47 (47 out of 290. 47!):
This is the main character, an art expert who jets around the world helping various police agencies solve art thefts. Here he's giving a lecture about his work...

"People do not commission the theft of works of art they have never seen, or seen only once. They fall in love with specific works and wish to own them. It is a love affair. As you might pursue a beautiful woman whom you've seen on the street, art theft is the equivalent of seduction and conquest. Beautiful art, like beautiful women, provokes desire. A desire to possess and be possessed, a yearning to have created, a sense of peace and majesty, to hold this sublime proof of the existence of God, who must be great indeed to have created a thing of such beauty. In this manner, if you'll forgive the analogy, the patron is soliciting a prostitute; the beautiful whore is the work of art, and the thieves who provide her, the pimps. If you think of the art in terms of beauty bought-and-sold to the highest bidder, this analogy seems less ludicrous."

Ok. So let me get this straight. People fall in love with certain works of art, so they want to own them, and are willing to steal or pay high prices for someone else to steal them. Totally understandable. I don't think that really needs an analogy. ESPECIALLY one that totally contradicts the principle. And one that is UNBELIEVABLY SEXIST. Geez. Seriously Noah Charney? This is what you want to be known for? Horrible writing, even worse characters, and a book that I don't even want to read even though it was free?


I know it's just a book. I know these characters are fictitious. But still.

Saturday, August 08, 2009

Abstinence Only Education is NOT Education

Holy crap, people.

As soon as I read this, I knew I had to share. It's exactly what I think, and how I try to express my opinions on sexual education. But I've never been able to put such an amazingly simple analogy to it.

we do not combat auto accidents by not driving. we prevent them through driving and safety ed.

Friday, August 07, 2009


My hair is on the verge of blonde. It's been getting lighter and lighter for about a year now. I figured it was because I'm now living in Hawaii, which is the equivalent to living ON THE FACE OF THE SUN. So I've taken it in stride.

As in, "Oh look at all these blonde streaks! It must be because I'm out in the sunshine everyday! La la la! It's really beachy looking! And I live at the beach! Perfection!"

But, umm, no.

Turns out, my volumizing spray - Sunsilk, in the noxious yellow bottle - has citric acid as a main ingredient.

(Yes. It took me this long to realize this.)

So, it's been like spraying Sun-In on my hair for the past year. Of course I'm going to go blonde.

The Sunsilk volumizer works wonders for me...I spray it on my wet hair, comb through, and then blow dry. When my hair gets around shoulder length, it needs a little boost, and the routine I had was great. Except for the bleaching my hair part.

While I don't mind the unintentional highlights, I'd like to get back to my natural color.

Anyone have suggestions for a great volumizer? That won't dye my hair? Please?

Saturday, August 01, 2009

Just Putting It Out There

You can follow me on Twitter:

WARNING!  I'm not that interesting.

To make up for it, check out Historical Tweets.

For Serious

If you ever wanted to know what I looked like dancing to one of my all time favorite songs:

Just imagine two flailing arms and a couple extra gratuitous bum-shakes.


(via the amazing Now Voyager)