Living Flowers

So this was my next project for production.  The background I think was a nice touch, I mixed 3 different things to come up with.  Not exactly what the prof did, but hey, it's creative, right?  What I liked about this assignment so much was that it was butterflies.  No, not in that cheesy way that I am a girl, and therefore I like butterflies, but in the way that they represent a natural beauty.  It's like flowers have come to life.

A Texas Tribute

So today I was talking with my friend Tanner, who is currently in pastry school in Paris, and amidst my jealousy and his we made a discovery, there are benefits to Texas, as well as Europe.  Yes, Europe is...well..Europe!  And lately I have come to believe more and more that as much as I love the USA I prefer European lifestyles, for now at least.  But as we were talking...or typing, rather...these benefits came to mind:

1. Outdoor Swimming Pools...when you can't get to a beach, these are lifesavers
2. Cupcakes...nonexistent in Europe, certainly a travesty.
3. Chuy's...yes, they may be a franchise, but to me Chuy's is Texas.
4. Country Music...sometimes you need that song that seems to be exactly what you are thinking
5. Trucks...a very easy way to get on a powertrip when you are feeling it.

That being said, Texas is grand.

Captivating

So the cliché goes, "Every dog has its day," Well today, my proverbial dog got hit by a car...but good news, the dog lived!  It was just one of those days where everything seemed to go wrong.  Seriously, my day could have been one of the ads a friend of mine is working on for coffee makers.

6:30, intended wake up time...8:40, actual wake up time
9:00, thought pick up time...8:50, actual pick up time
I missed power yoga to do some work stuff that later ended up not needing to be turned in until later anyway.
I got a 0 on a Spanish Quiz...again.  WTF.
Someone cancelled plans on me...again.
I got in trouble for something (for lack of a better word) retarded.
I still don't have a car.

Yes, this is pretty pitiful to be upset over these things, but nevertheless, I was...among other things (of which cyberspace has no business).  So what did this wonderful day render?  "Vicky Cristina Barcelona," lime sherbet, and kettle corn.  Not so bad, I am making progress...I did not break out "Sex and the City" and cookie dough...so life is getting better.  After watching the movie, I realized I am a Cristina.  Before I thought I was Vicky...always wanting what is right, but then I realized that I am Cristina, I don't know what I want.

So...1:15am rolls around and I broke out my other rainy day quencher and self esteem guide, Captivating.  It is a book for women that helps us know our role in the world, based on Biblical teachings.  And as I was reading I came across the idea that states that all women really want to have answered to them is "Am I lovely? Do I captivate you?"  This hit me like a load of bricks. That is what I want, I want to be lovely, but for me, I seem to love sports and not wearing dresses to football games to feel this way.  I want to be captivating, I want small disagreements and bad things to go away and leave me as me.  Wouldn't it be great?  For someone just to say "You are lovely."

Aloha, production!

So now I guess I am officially turning into an "ad person."  Why you ask?  I am now officially dabbling in the world of adobe.  So now, from time to time, I will be posting some samplings of my graphic design work, and hopefully my campaigns in the future so ya'll can see what I'm all about.  This first assignment was for me to mimic a picture, but I enhanced it.  I think the fire in the tiki mouths is my best touch, and also the grass skirt.  Something tells me that this class will not really be a paradise.

Change

My mom recently told me to update my blog, on my facebook.  This was only hours after I was discussing with some friends that my mom is the only person that comments on my blog.  Irony realized.  That aside, this blog is dedicated to you, Moma.

"Amy, you are not good with change."  Mom said after I was once again bawling to her over the phone, frantically trying to find the bubble bath in Walmart.  Now, looking back on it, she was right.  I either like constant change, or none at all.  Ducks in a row are too difficult to control...I like how marshmallow peeps just stick there, and stay there (because who really wants to eat those anyway?).

I really don't like change.  Now I feel like I am a freshman again...it took me forever to explore the cafeteria the other day!  Next thing you know I will be wearing my keys around my neck.  I think change works as good with me as it did with Peter Brady.  Maybe I need to make it positive.  Or just bottle up more savings in my telephone bank...