I was expecting to be back on after my birthday, maybe a week or so afterwards when things with the new how were falling through. But the bank got its act together, and low and behold, another couple of weeks blew right by me and landed me moving again. I swear, once I turned 30 everything came crashing down on me; new house, new job, now new internet and the prospect of new projects from two different writers. My prints, windows, and merchandise might not be selling well at the shows (though I was excited to sell my beloved dragon throw pillow to a young girl who seemed quite smitten with it, how giddy with joy I was at the thought of it having a good home! ), but the idea of other people liking the various styles I have to offer to put a visual aspect to their stories gives me hope; hope that maybe my Illustration and Sequential degrees will actually be appreciated.
My cat is still coping with the move, having stayed with my parents and their two cats for so long, filled with empty promises of a place of her own only to finally be fulfilled. The only problem she finds is that she’s completely alone when I’m away at work, or out doing something. She pines for attention and affection when I get home, purring ceaselessly, and rushing up the stairs in hopes that I’ll follow her to the bathroom to turn on the faucet. That’s a habit that really needs to be broken.
And so I look back in the past few weeks to see what I’ve done. Artistically, I’m working on three designs for my sister and a few friends to put up on my second CafePress shop.
http://www.cafepress.com/CerynitisD
I know that I will be constantly updating and rearranging this shop for a long while…as right now it is split into three different sections, soon to be four different sections, which will eventually be split into their own sections as I organize the types of images and artwork I put up on there. All in all, I hope it makes it all the easier for people to find what they want and understand the concept behind the images I put up there. Or…it could just turn out to be futile and nobody buys anything in the end. Either way, I’ll continue on with my own progress.
I have been thankful for the part time work I’ve picked up, as thus far it’s given me plenty of days off to attempt to work around the house, go visiting with family, and work the First Fridays…thus far. The hours seem to be pretty descent, and if they keep up as they are I should be able to scrape by with what I make. Means I probably won’t be saving much money for my candle venture, but I suppose that’s what tax returns are for. If they’re anything like what I got back from the past couple of years, it’ll be seven years before I get the money saved up for my candle business; that really disheartens me as I was hoping to get started on it sooner before I start losing hope on the idea again.
I was saddened even more when I came to the realization that, except for my favorite librarian who checks up when he remembers to and a girl I role play with when I remind her to, none of my friends really read my blog. They don’t look for the art, don’t read my updates on my personal life…nothing in my feeble attempt to try and keep in touch with them. If it’s not on FaceBook, then I guess it’s not worth looking at…? I hate thinking like that, believing that my friends don’t care for me because I’m not chasing after the latest and greatest fad…which to me, FaceBook and MySpace are just that…one more thing to get needlessly excited about only for it to get ignored later one by Twitter or the next best thing that has yet to come. LiveJournal turned out that way back in the day, right? Even my librarian admitted he doesn’t keep up with that as much as he used to. So I kind of have to wonder if it’ll be worth joining up with it in hopes to reacquaint myself with my friends again…or if it’s just a trap to be easily found by others I have no desire in getting to know all over again. For whatever reason, I really enjoyed the idea that I can manage to disappear, as I found out when my high school couldn’t find me to send my 10 year reunion invite, and my ex-comic partner thought I had disappeared from the face of the earth…just because I stopped playing all the expensive games that she required everyone to play in order to keep in touch with her.
Ah well…it was bound to happen. I knew it would happen, actually. Life goes on as you venture out on your separate ways, and the people you once cared about get pushed to the wayside as you create new friendships…caring more and more about them until the time comes where even those relationships become less and less active as well. It makes me wonder what new bonds I’ll make here in town, though at the moment I can feel the bond between family strengthening now. After living with Statler and helping her prepare for the quarter auctions, she keeps me up to date with when such events are in hopes that I can help her some more with them, arranging gift baskets and such. I need to get her to come into town sometime and take her to Hobby Lobby…I think she’ll find a lot of what she’s looking for there. She also wants me around as we both learn how to run her tea business, in preparation for when I open my candle business; filing and keeping up with taxes and such…
Kermit and her crew might be temporarily moving into the area for her husband’s job, which means the little Muppets will be closer to our parents. This in turn makes my dad EXTREMELY happy, because he misses having his daughters so close to him. However, Kermit also has plans for me in helping to tutor her kids in the various forms of art. First and foremost, I need to teach them how to draw. My eldest nephew showed interest when he asked how long it would take him to be as good as I, and my niece is already taking after her namesake in leaps and bounds. I’m excited for them, honestly…and already have an idea of where to start…first by teaching my sister how to draw. This will surely be an amusing experience to add to all the rest…but at least I’ll actually be contributing something good to the kids.
All in all…I think this is a good start into my thirties. It’s fresh, it’s new…which was what I was hoping for, and as long as I keep a positive outlook on what may happen…then surely I’ll be rewarded with nothing but good memories. Actually, if you think about it…it rained on my birthday; and though walking through town on that day stirred up a lot of sadness in my heart, I believe that it helped to wash away the old and prepare me for the new. I’ve got nowhere else to go now but forward.
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Sunday, August 8, 2010
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Good News & Bad News…
…but I’ll let you decide what you think is good and bad.
The move to the new house…is yet again delayed. If this keeps up, it might just not happen at all. I’m not going to complain, as I’m still on the job hunt…but a part of me is still relatively tired of living out of my suitcase; and I feel horrible because it seems like I’m continuously breaking my promise to my cat about her having a domain to claim as her own. A part of me feels that it would be beneficial to her weight health.
However, I might…just maybe…possibly landed myself a job. I submitted my application, immediately requested to see the manager about an interview…and despite having all of their positions filled, he wanted to talk to me the following day. HOW AWESOME IS THAT?! I managed to positively express my experience, reflect my knowledge on the day to day work situations, and though he expressed that he couldn’t give me a lot of hours right away, he did feel the need to have someone with two defining qualities that is hard to find in one person; detail orientation and creativity. And here I thought I wasn’t good at multitasking. HA! I proved myself wrong!
Now, raise your hand if you remember that lovely painting commission that kept this blog oh so busy while I fretted and squirmed and squealed over for about a month or so! Guess what?! I’VE GOT LAYOUT PICTURES!
Before my handy work with a paintbrush…
Aaaaaaaaaaaand after my handy work with a paintbrush…along with more detailing work on the owner’s end.
Commence grinning and squealing like I’ve lost my mind again! Doesn’t it look awesome?! I’m so excited! AND I HELPED! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
The move to the new house…is yet again delayed. If this keeps up, it might just not happen at all. I’m not going to complain, as I’m still on the job hunt…but a part of me is still relatively tired of living out of my suitcase; and I feel horrible because it seems like I’m continuously breaking my promise to my cat about her having a domain to claim as her own. A part of me feels that it would be beneficial to her weight health.
However, I might…just maybe…possibly landed myself a job. I submitted my application, immediately requested to see the manager about an interview…and despite having all of their positions filled, he wanted to talk to me the following day. HOW AWESOME IS THAT?! I managed to positively express my experience, reflect my knowledge on the day to day work situations, and though he expressed that he couldn’t give me a lot of hours right away, he did feel the need to have someone with two defining qualities that is hard to find in one person; detail orientation and creativity. And here I thought I wasn’t good at multitasking. HA! I proved myself wrong!
Now, raise your hand if you remember that lovely painting commission that kept this blog oh so busy while I fretted and squirmed and squealed over for about a month or so! Guess what?! I’VE GOT LAYOUT PICTURES!
Before my handy work with a paintbrush…
Aaaaaaaaaaaand after my handy work with a paintbrush…along with more detailing work on the owner’s end.
Commence grinning and squealing like I’ve lost my mind again! Doesn’t it look awesome?! I’m so excited! AND I HELPED! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Sunday, March 7, 2010
I’m Painting Again!
Which is wonderful! A good thing! Especially since I’m getting paid for it. And though I’m probably taking longer on it than I probably should, it’s keeping me from stressing over bills and finances and such that I should be worrying about due to the lack of a job I once had. Then again, I have another one to hopefully look forward to in the coming months, which Lady Noble and I have been getting together and discussing over the past couple of weeks while Lord Noble works on fixing my main computer. In the mean time, I’m documenting the work I’ve gotten done for this project…which is painting the background panels of someone’s model train layout. And I thought it might be nice to share the progress here every week, just to show how things are coming along.
While I was painting this earlier, I was chatting with a friend over MSN and turned the webcam on so he could watch me paint. Not that he could see very well what it was I was painting, but I was generally having a good time being in a happy frame of mind and remembering a few of my high school art classes. When I was first working on some painting projects, I remember a friend of mine simply ignoring her own projects just so she could watch me paint. Just watching was in a sense therapeutic to her, and I remember promising her to videotape myself while we were in college incase things got too stressful for her and she needed to unwind.
Yeah…I’m horrible at keeping my promises, and I remember hearing that where she had gone to college had done a number on her health, but she’s now working as a pretty successful photographer…so…something must have gone her way. Anyways, it got me to thinking about figuring out a way to set up a webcam so that…well…anyone that’s interested could watch as I go along. Other than MSN, I’m not entirely sure how to go about that on here or any other site…but it’s a thought that I might take up with one of my few friends who know a little more about that kind of thing. When I get my main computer back, I’ll look into getting a camera for it and set it up in a way so people can better see what I’m doing, instead of watching me dance to the music I might happen to be listening to at the time.
So…anyways…more on the painting, what kinds of materials I’m using, and such next week. Enjoy!
While I was painting this earlier, I was chatting with a friend over MSN and turned the webcam on so he could watch me paint. Not that he could see very well what it was I was painting, but I was generally having a good time being in a happy frame of mind and remembering a few of my high school art classes. When I was first working on some painting projects, I remember a friend of mine simply ignoring her own projects just so she could watch me paint. Just watching was in a sense therapeutic to her, and I remember promising her to videotape myself while we were in college incase things got too stressful for her and she needed to unwind.
Yeah…I’m horrible at keeping my promises, and I remember hearing that where she had gone to college had done a number on her health, but she’s now working as a pretty successful photographer…so…something must have gone her way. Anyways, it got me to thinking about figuring out a way to set up a webcam so that…well…anyone that’s interested could watch as I go along. Other than MSN, I’m not entirely sure how to go about that on here or any other site…but it’s a thought that I might take up with one of my few friends who know a little more about that kind of thing. When I get my main computer back, I’ll look into getting a camera for it and set it up in a way so people can better see what I’m doing, instead of watching me dance to the music I might happen to be listening to at the time.
So…anyways…more on the painting, what kinds of materials I’m using, and such next week. Enjoy!
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Looking Forward to a New Year.
I don’t like considering the middle of winter a good time to celebrate the new year; especially so soon after Christmas. It makes the holidays crammed into a short amount of time, and very stressful to those who struggle with making ends meet. Spring seems more like an accurate time to declare a new year, as the melting snows wash away the grime and problems of the previous year to reveal a fresher outlook and prospects of starting a new life.
A new life, starting anew is a continuous theme in my mind. Where I am quite fond of the dragon, I am constantly drawn towards the idea behind the phoenix, reborn in a burst of flames…forever given the chance to start anew. So it is no surprise that I find some sort of joy in drawing and even painting such a majestic creature.
Now you might wonder why I’m looking forward to the new year, and thinking about the possibilities of a new life. Two of my friends showed up out of the blue…the Nobles. I thought I had lost them, as a few months ago I had tried in vain to get a hold of them. And now, here they were at the shop I work at, healthy and as happy to see me as I was to see them. I worked with the Lady Noble at the last shop I worked at before being hired at the art and train shop.
The thing about the Nobles that makes them different from anyone else I’ve worked with or for was how…open and friendly they were. I went to the gift shop in hopes to find a job after getting laid off from the hotel at the far end of the street. I knew the owner there from when I worked at a candle shop before, and he was always offering me part time work…but being stubborn about wanting weekends off, I always declined. Lady Noble was managing there now, and needed a full timer to help her out while the boss was opening a new shop down in Florida. I don’t know what it was that earned me a place in her good graces, but I was hired, shown the ropes, and somehow we managed to get along swimmingly. Her husband came in on occasion, and admired the work in my sketchbooks…bought two copies of my comic and asked me to design an image for a reward certificate he was giving away in his writers club.
For the first time for as long as I can remember, I actually got along with the authority figurehead of my job. My boyfriend and I went out to dinner with them, and with their family helped man the shop during some holiday where we expected it to be really busy. It was a lot of fun, and I really enjoyed the work because of all the interesting stories and descriptions behind the items we sold. Being able to talk about something makes it easier for me to be comfortable around strangers, and if I do it well enough, it gets that item sold and helps towards my paycheck. Honestly, I’ve missed the good times.
It all ended rather badly; the shop in Florida had failed and with all the break-ins we had experienced in one month, the loss of the money with the few sales we had took its toll. I was understandably laid off before the Lady Noble…either quit or was fired. I witnessed the whole argument between her and our boss, but I can’t remember the specific details. Just a lot of tension, miscommunication, and tempers flying. Our boss offered me my job back, but with the uncertainty of how he was going to pay me and the warnings from the Nobles, I opted to look for work elsewhere. I didn’t want to be in between the conflict I thought would ensue between my manager and my boss later down the road.
The thing about the Nobles that makes me admire and respect them so much is their courage, strength, and chemistry. The Lady raised her first son without his father, found an indescribable love with Lord Noble…followed by a daughter and another son. Indescribable, I must add, in the sense of how they poke and make snide remarks to each other is…at least to me…a cover for the deeper compassion they have for each other. How do you think I came to this conclusion? He staid by her side as she dealt with a rare form of cancer in the eye…and unexpectedly survived. They are truly worthy of their married name, and though I’m sure they’ll pick on me about it later…I am honestly honored to know and to have worked with them.
So it was much to my delight when they came to find me at work and tell me that the Lady Noble will be opening her own shop much like the one we used to work at. When she initially left the original shop, she promised me if she was in the position to again, she would hire me first thing. I declined her offer at the dollar store she used to manage, primarily because it was a 30 minute commute, and I don’t have a car of my own to use as freely. However, she plans on opening this new shop back down on the same street we worked on before…that or start it out at the flee market or the mall.
I’ve agreed to hold off on my plans to move back north once my lease is up to help her out with the shop. I look forward to the change, as familiar as it will be, and am positive that something wonderful will come from this. What it might be, besides the opportunity of working with my favorite manager again, I have no clue. It’s not the change of scenery I’ve been hoping for, but I am already feeling better than I have in a very long time.
Oh…and it would seem that our beloved little kitten believes she’s a shoe-in for the pages of Playboy. ^_^ I know the picture is fuzzy, but my phone was the closest, least distracting thing I had that I wouldn’t have caused her to move before getting the shot. And I also apologize for how large the other pictures above are, as I explained before I don’t have my usual program to crop and size them down. My boyfriend’s niece is checking to see if a friend has a copy of it…but we have yet to hear back about that. My sister is, however, giving me an extra flat screen monitor she has, so I’ll have something lighter. ^_^ Yay!
Oh yeah! Check out my second blog. ^_^
http://throughmonoclecancer.blogspot.com/
A new life, starting anew is a continuous theme in my mind. Where I am quite fond of the dragon, I am constantly drawn towards the idea behind the phoenix, reborn in a burst of flames…forever given the chance to start anew. So it is no surprise that I find some sort of joy in drawing and even painting such a majestic creature.
Now you might wonder why I’m looking forward to the new year, and thinking about the possibilities of a new life. Two of my friends showed up out of the blue…the Nobles. I thought I had lost them, as a few months ago I had tried in vain to get a hold of them. And now, here they were at the shop I work at, healthy and as happy to see me as I was to see them. I worked with the Lady Noble at the last shop I worked at before being hired at the art and train shop.
The thing about the Nobles that makes them different from anyone else I’ve worked with or for was how…open and friendly they were. I went to the gift shop in hopes to find a job after getting laid off from the hotel at the far end of the street. I knew the owner there from when I worked at a candle shop before, and he was always offering me part time work…but being stubborn about wanting weekends off, I always declined. Lady Noble was managing there now, and needed a full timer to help her out while the boss was opening a new shop down in Florida. I don’t know what it was that earned me a place in her good graces, but I was hired, shown the ropes, and somehow we managed to get along swimmingly. Her husband came in on occasion, and admired the work in my sketchbooks…bought two copies of my comic and asked me to design an image for a reward certificate he was giving away in his writers club.
For the first time for as long as I can remember, I actually got along with the authority figurehead of my job. My boyfriend and I went out to dinner with them, and with their family helped man the shop during some holiday where we expected it to be really busy. It was a lot of fun, and I really enjoyed the work because of all the interesting stories and descriptions behind the items we sold. Being able to talk about something makes it easier for me to be comfortable around strangers, and if I do it well enough, it gets that item sold and helps towards my paycheck. Honestly, I’ve missed the good times.
It all ended rather badly; the shop in Florida had failed and with all the break-ins we had experienced in one month, the loss of the money with the few sales we had took its toll. I was understandably laid off before the Lady Noble…either quit or was fired. I witnessed the whole argument between her and our boss, but I can’t remember the specific details. Just a lot of tension, miscommunication, and tempers flying. Our boss offered me my job back, but with the uncertainty of how he was going to pay me and the warnings from the Nobles, I opted to look for work elsewhere. I didn’t want to be in between the conflict I thought would ensue between my manager and my boss later down the road.
The thing about the Nobles that makes me admire and respect them so much is their courage, strength, and chemistry. The Lady raised her first son without his father, found an indescribable love with Lord Noble…followed by a daughter and another son. Indescribable, I must add, in the sense of how they poke and make snide remarks to each other is…at least to me…a cover for the deeper compassion they have for each other. How do you think I came to this conclusion? He staid by her side as she dealt with a rare form of cancer in the eye…and unexpectedly survived. They are truly worthy of their married name, and though I’m sure they’ll pick on me about it later…I am honestly honored to know and to have worked with them.
So it was much to my delight when they came to find me at work and tell me that the Lady Noble will be opening her own shop much like the one we used to work at. When she initially left the original shop, she promised me if she was in the position to again, she would hire me first thing. I declined her offer at the dollar store she used to manage, primarily because it was a 30 minute commute, and I don’t have a car of my own to use as freely. However, she plans on opening this new shop back down on the same street we worked on before…that or start it out at the flee market or the mall.
I’ve agreed to hold off on my plans to move back north once my lease is up to help her out with the shop. I look forward to the change, as familiar as it will be, and am positive that something wonderful will come from this. What it might be, besides the opportunity of working with my favorite manager again, I have no clue. It’s not the change of scenery I’ve been hoping for, but I am already feeling better than I have in a very long time.
Oh…and it would seem that our beloved little kitten believes she’s a shoe-in for the pages of Playboy. ^_^ I know the picture is fuzzy, but my phone was the closest, least distracting thing I had that I wouldn’t have caused her to move before getting the shot. And I also apologize for how large the other pictures above are, as I explained before I don’t have my usual program to crop and size them down. My boyfriend’s niece is checking to see if a friend has a copy of it…but we have yet to hear back about that. My sister is, however, giving me an extra flat screen monitor she has, so I’ll have something lighter. ^_^ Yay!
Oh yeah! Check out my second blog. ^_^
http://throughmonoclecancer.blogspot.com/
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