i've been feeling like a fox with sad old eyes.

Sooooo I don't really know why I write here anymore really. And I don't really know why I even post art here anymore to be honest. People seem lifeless and lame, save for a few exceptions. I'm not pulling some ego suck off trip wondering why people don't like me. I just feel like things have gotten awfully quiet and slow with a lot of artists and lurkers in general. Even I am lame at responding to comments in a timely manner anymore. I'm just as guilty as the people I'm calling slow and lame. Ffffff.

Anyhow, for some reason I enjoy turning to this journal in the middle of the night to ramble about bullshit. I should be turning to my blog instead, but this green-grey mess hole is just more comforting and welcoming to my unnecessary yatterings.

I'm going to apply for the Patchwork craft fairs in Santa Ana and Long beach, which will be in May. I really REEEEEEALLY hope I make it. I'd love to sell these necklace obsessions there that I can't stop making. Maybe I'll bring kodama lights too. Not sure yet. They just released the application forms today and I have a month to send it in. So I can worthlessly mull it over and be at just as much of an indecision as I am now.

I'm turning 25 in just a few weeks. A whole quarter of a century!! What the fuck happened? So we're going beach camping bitches. Fffffffslkvjzpieh. My brother and his girlfriend work for the campgrounds so I'm getting spoiled with a comped site, which is like thank god because they new cost $45. Guh. But I'm super excited to go chill for the weekend camping and flopping about the beach. The man and I also got all pumped as fuck today because I was like, we should make cinnamon rolls in a skillet on the fire for breakfast. And he was like, DUDEYES. And so it was decided.

At the end of March, the man and I are roadtripping up to Seattle and Portland! It's going to be a delightful trip of seeing friends that each of us haven't seen in a long time. One of my very best friends is in Seattle and I miss having him closer. But he got offered a dream job and I was the first one to be all, DUDEWTFGOOOO!!! And so he went and he's happier than ever. And I'm stoked to go spend some time with him finally.

Early in April we're adventuring, not too far, to Catalina Island. I've never been, even though I've stared at the island for all of my life just off the coast here. And uhm, the island has fucking island foxes. I better see one, or many, and then I will take them all home with me and love them forever.

And then at the end of April....dun-dun-duuun.... we're going to Hawaii. FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF. Enough said. I've never been. I'm going to explode.

There has also been a recent discussion of going to Taiwan.
Ugh. Take me beautiful places all year. *flails*



I also promise to eventually post "traditional" art again soon and not just all of my crafts. I have some pencil work in my book that is waiting to be painted. There's a piece for the movie "Biutiful" because I was so nose inspired. Seriously, Javier Bardem's blunt, flat profile against Maricel Álvarez's extremely pronounced profile was just glorious and I had to draw it. I also have a Briar Rose piece. And a Fallow piece. He's been lurking deep in my brain lately and has barely exposed himself recently.

OH! And the Stitch Fetish gallery opening went splendid. I'm still so excited and proud that I have those pieces hanging there.