Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Flying letters

6 days until thesis is done. I don't know if I can write any more today. Soooo tired.

I only watched about 15 minutes of the Oscars on Sunday, enough to see the Bridesmaid actresses announce the best animated short film and play a round of the Scorcese drinking game. Even before the bridesmaids handed their bottles of Vodka and little golden statues to the makers of The Fantastic Flying Books of Mr. Morris Lessmore, I knew it was going to win. The little snippet they showed of it was fantastic! imaginative! and wondrous! I bet it was even good for non-book-lovers.

My friend M.C. is an editor, she posted her excellent commentary on this little movie here, you should read it. I'll just add that it took me some places I did not expect me to go, and I absolutely love how the composer took the simplest nursery rhyme ditty and created all sorts of poignant emotive variations on it as the story went on... bleh. I told you I was through writing today. Can't properly describe even a cute 15 minute video. Enjoy!



I find myself in need of a few more creative prompts like these to keep writing today:

Just follow the light of Erendil, our most beloved star.
As the flames from the burning bras climbed higher and higher, the first all-women's fire brigade was born of sheepish necessity.
You: finish editing page 10. You: buy groceries. You: worry about my personal life. You: call mom and talk to her for hours about how great she is. You: babysit Cobb. You: brainstorm the changes in perception of reality in photographs from 1898 to the present. You: go to the NMAFA library and double check our sources.  The rest of you can have the day off. Bye clones, I'm going to sleep!!!!!!!!!!!

Tried to create beauty. I got mixed results.
I'll can only tell you this story in person. There's a lot of hang gestures involved.
The girl on the right is most definitely my every Monday.
Library, actually. I have too much respect for objects in museums to touch them, and so I would get bored after 15 years in a museum. And zoo, well... monkeys wouldn't be as good company as the classic fiction section. 
I snuck a square of lavendar dark chocolate from my boss's secret sweets stash the other day.  If you ever want to know what lavendar chocolate tastes like, take a handful of bitter greens, spritz them with your old rancid Plumeria Body Spray from sophomore year in high school, drizzle with chocolate, and enjoy. Or, spit out into the trash and follow with hurried swigs of Crystal Light.
Your turn!

Thursday, February 23, 2012

Everything this man says is solid gold.

The Good Greatsby: my new favorite funny blog. Read him. Roll on floor laughing.

It's 11:23 pm and the right half of my brain won't stop clicking. Here is a random assortment of famous artworks that I find hilarious. Have you ever seen funny art? Did you even know you can laugh at art?? Oh yea! People only seem to remember that in modern art galleries, when faced with Louise Bourgeois sculptures (at right. tee hee). Apparently Impressionism tickles my funny bone the most: the great Mary Cassatt AND Odilon Redon made my list. Who's on yours?

Odilon Redon. The Cyclops. 1914.
Mostly I love that it's by an artist named Odilon. And it's creeptastic.

Ben Shahn. Still Music. 1948. The Phillips Collection. 
Flamingoesque music stands. Painted over what looks like an Easter egg background. 

Mary Cassatt. Little Girl in a Blue Chair. 1878. NGA.

Sit up right now or I will MAKE you sit up!!!
No but seriously, this one's a compositional masterpiece if you look at it long enough. Brilliant balance of space.

Auguste Rodin. Monument to Balzac. 1891-1898. Hirshhorn Museum and Sculpture Garden.

Judith Shea. Post-Balzac. 1991. Hirshhorn Museum and Sculpture Garden.

Rodin's Monument to Balzac is already one ridiculous piece of honorary sculpture (at its creation people called it "the Frog," "Balzac in his pajamas," etc.). 100 years later the artist Judith Shea monumentalized Rodin's ridiculousness by creating a bronze of just Balzac's coat, since after all, it basically OWNS the lion's share of the viewer's attention in the original.

Look it's me, back when I was a little bitty intern! Yes my coat is simultaneously voluminous AND shapeless. But so warm! I was going for a wry grin in this picture. Just lettin' you know...


Monday, February 20, 2012

Oh yea, that crucial thing...

Have I mentioned the fact that my qualifying paper (my school's version of a Master's thesis) is due in TWO WEEKS?



Have I described to you the scene of chaos that is my room right now? Books in piles. Notes, drafts, illustrations, inspirational quotes pasted haphazardly everywhere. And in the middle of the storm, my new computer whirs, calm and serene. It holds the key, my beautiful rough draft, which I have been furiously, tragically hacking away at for the last 96 hours. That C. S. Lewis metaphor about houses that the Savior painfully remolds into mansions seems applicable here. Come on, little paper. You've got genius in you. No one has ever addressed the topic of King Menelik's diplomatic, artistic self-presentation quite like you. We can do it. Be cool. Like King Menelik.

My hero.

Also, thanks JBro for this picture, it is truly a work of art from which I get daily inspiration (possibly because the blankies make her look like a little African baby and immediately put me back into paper writing mode):


Also, congrats to my approximately 18,000 friends who have announced they are pregnant. 

Also, don't actually pay attention to my inclusion of the picture of a panic button above. I'm not panicked... that will probably kick in next week...

Friday, February 17, 2012

Cute date

Also, I thought I'd share pics of my adorable Valentine's date. I kinda like him. He always wants to hold my hand, we see each other most every day, he lets me drive his car, I get along with his parents swimmingly... but I think the age difference is gonna be a problem :)

Cobb and I enjoying a Vday cupcake at Baked & Wired. So help me, it is IMPOSSIBLE to get little man to look at a camera straight!

CHEEKS!!!!!!!!!!!  <3 

Thursday, February 16, 2012

LIFEBLOOD!

Due to some weird security thing, I have been locked out of all my Google products (Gmail, Reader, Blogger) for the last three days. That felt like an ETERNITY. Holy cow I have learned where my real addiction lies. Everyone, beware. The things that you put on the internet that you thought were basically carved into stone are, in fact, still just simple electronic digits on a tiny chip that can be gone--poof!-- in an instant.


Ahem. Adding to that rather solemn declaration, I wanted to show you this tragic video, it is officially the first Katy Perry song I love:



Do you have one that got away? I have One with a capital O, and then a few others-sort-of-I'll-give'em-a-lowercase-o. I let myself think about them this week; my Valentine's day was one of nostalgia, coming after I taught a Relief Society lesson where we all dug really deep into the reality of the healing power of Jesus Christ in times of heartbreak. I don't have any real regrets about any of those boys in my past. Either the timing wasn't right, one of us wasn't ready, or we were meant for someone else. And that's the way the cookie's gonna crumble, every time but one! I just felt like taking the holiday to try and glean some knowledge about myself, where I am, what I want, what's holding me back. I think I'm doing ok. I can love with a heart and a half, and I will get the chance to love someone abundantly someday soon. Heaven help that dastardly slow boy, wherever he is. Literally. Heaven- HELP HIM!

Hope you had a good one. I had some incredible friends looking out for me this week, even from across the country. So grateful for love in its many beautiful forms.

Only the girls in my Relief Society will know exactly what this means. Love to you all!

Friday, February 10, 2012

Granola Recipe. And a small note on e-crushes.

World, guess what? I have perfected the art of Granola. After my roommates and I downed a large batch of the following concoction in two days flat, and after I fielded multiple requests for the recipe, I decided it was time to share this granola with the world. I'm like the girl on The Saint, and this is my version of cold fusion. Enjoy having your world heartily rocked.

Lindsey's Art Hippie Crack/Marathon Training Fuel

3 cups old fashioned oats
1 or 2 cups of nuts depending on how much you like nuts (I used 1 cup roughly chopped almonds and 1 c walnuts)
2 tbl (heaping) brown sugar
2 scoops vanilla protein powder
1/2 c sunflower seeds
1 tsp cinnamon
1/2 tsp ground ginger
1/4 tsp (heaping) salt
1/3 c mix of maple syrup and honey (I used sugar-free syrup, because that's how I roll).
2 tbl unsweetened applesauce
1 egg white, lightly beaten w/ a fork
1 big pinch of stevia (Or, another tbl brown sugar :)
1 or 2 cups dried fruit (I used cranberries and apples)

Preheat oven to 300 degrees. Mix first 8 ingredients in bowl. In a small sauce pan over medium heat, stir the syrup/honey and the applesauce until everything's well mixed together (only a minute or so). Pour over the oat mixture and stir. Add the egg white and stir again. Spread out over a greased baking sheet and bake 30-40 minutes (stirring the mixture every ten minutes). Watch and sniff carefully between 30 minutes and 40 minutes for any burning. Granola should be mostly dry and smell AWESOME when it's done. Remove pan, set on a rack, let cool, then stir in dried fruit and stevia if you want it to be sweeter (I have a massive sweet tooth, so yes, I did). Store in airtight container... try not to inhale too quickly :)

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In totally unrelated news, I wanted to do a blogging series of my favorite men on the internet, since it's nearly V-day. But I couldn't think of a title for said series that couldn't also be taken very, very inappropriately ("I'm dating the Internet." "Youtube is my boyfriend." etc.) So, with less fanfare than I envisioned for them, here are my e-crushes, may they bring you as much joy as they've brought me at work and at unholy hours of weekday evenings:

The Incorrigible Idiot:

The Crooner:


The Perfect Groom:


The Smooth Talker (I'm looking at JT, but Jimmy Fallon is always charming :)


And, of course, The Sexiest Man Alive:



Saturday, February 4, 2012

Philly anyone?

This NYTimes review of what appears to be a refreshingly well-focused van Gogh exhibit had me looking up bus tickets to Philadelphia today. 






Art historian Anabelle Kienle examined some of van Gogh's lesser known (but colorific) works, given that the artist emphasized in his letters to friends and family a close examination of nature, even and especially a single blade of grass, in order to bring one's soul to peace and harmony. How did such a philosophical motto affect his landscapes and still-lifes? The works on view showcase his long, quick brush strokes, which, reviewer Roberta Smith notes, "come closest to to approximating the texture of nature, one stalk, leaf or blade at a time, without forfeiting their vitality as paint on canvas." Never in my life have I seen an artist use such vibrant blues, arresting greens, and shimmering, striking lines of paint to create works that bring peace. You don't even see these colors in nature. And yet, his works feel exactly like every serene hike you've ever taken. For this I love van Gogh, and always will. I'm so excited to see this show.