topiary cats

topiary cats

Friday, February 29, 2008

Vector Cat Moves

He's extremely primitive and rough......but fun to do nonetheless.

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Vector Cat

I have decided to make good use of the day at work to make a vector cat.

He's admittedly not great, a little rough around the edges, but since I am on a quest to absorb all things Flash, he was a nice practice experiment. He took me a long time. I could have drawn him in seconds with a pencil. Vector drawing takes me a while; I'm not quite used to it. Maybe a Wacom tablet would help but they're expensive and I am saving everything to move to Minnesota next year.

I am bored with this current stage of my life and the daily cycle. I'm bored with being single. I don't want to be alone anymore because I'm BORED of it. A different experience would be nice. I alternately love and hate NYC. On the other hand I can't really complain about the being single thing because I am putting ZERO effort into dating. I am saving as much as I can to meet my ambitious savings goal so I can leave the city next year and buy a house.

My apartment is a mess- yes I promise its a lot worse than your place no matter what you might say- and I have absolutely no motivation to do anything about it because the cleaning takes a long time and stays that way for about 20 minutes. Longer if Daya is not home. I love Flylady and I certainly could be a better housekeeper but if there is anything I hate it's doing the same thing over and over again without cumulative results or acomplishment. House cleaning is definitely NOT cumulative. A while back I felt depressed and thought that cleaning might help me feel better, so I cleaned everything spotless and I still felt crappy. So, the motivation isn't there. If I want to force myself to clean I invite people over.

The constant focus is on moving. For years I felt so trapped in this city, and I am glad to see a different future. And I won't raise a child here.

There is so much in my environment that is not congruent with who I am as a person. I can say I love nature how much but it's been YEARS since I spent any significant amount of time in it. In that way a deep part of me feels completely drained and I *need* to reestablish that connection.

I miss being in the art world. I have the temperament, ability, and mind of an artist and I work in a very uncreative environment. How did I get here? Being an artist is the single most definitive and constant thing about my entire life- and I haven't touched a paintbush for months. I have no portfolio of recent work to show. I wish I had a job that allowed me to grow artistically and paid me for it. But I suppose I'm fortunate enough to be able to do things like vector cat in downtime.

Maybe tomorrow I'll animate him.

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

If you need a laugh...

I'll write actual words in a post soon! :)

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

parent.swapChildren(child1, child2);

Serena tagged me.

That was really nice of her. So I'm tagging her back. And Julie too.


I'm still plodding through ActionScript 3. The GOOD news is that little by little, the code is making more sense than it used to. But I still have a looooong way to go. I'm taking it slowly and being nice to myself.

Painting you ask? The closest I have come to painting is *thinking* about cleaning my brushes. Oh, and the palette too. I should paint, I kind of want to, even. But I am in a slump and my inner-energy is at a low. Which is a crap excuse. But do you know how hard it is to paint with a toddler around? And keep a resonably clean apartment, too?

I'm tired.

Sunday, February 17, 2008

More from the Met

I will never, ever get tired of the Met. When we leave NYC, it will be one of the things I dearly miss. Here are a few images from today; it was a Greek day and today I didn't get a chance to visit The Penitent Magdalene, Vermeer, or Rembrant. I guess that's ok, I saw them last time and I'll be back soon.



I like the shadows on the wall here:

Mosaic from Daphne (Roman):


The Met

Sometimes I really do love New York. Especially the Metropolitan Museum of Art, which is one of my favorite places ever. The Met was one of Daya's first ever outings to Manhattan- the first time she was there she was three months old. We go periodically. We went today.

On the way, we stopped to pet pussy willows. (I like pussy willows. When I was Daya's age we had a tree of them growing in our back yard)

Daya appreciated the Greek vases.

She growled at the ancient Greek lion...

...and ran around sculptures...

...and tried to break into the library....

...and climbed marble stairs...

...and then passed out on the bus!

Then we went to Barnes and Noble and played in the kids' section.

You can read lots of things at Barnes and Noble. It's always a meaningful and enriching learning experience.

Monday, February 11, 2008


Here is a story, I'm not sure how to start it.

On Saturday or Sunday morning, I was getting dreessed. Daya was, as she often does when she is awake, hovering and being generally clingy. So anyhow, I was getting dressed, which I don't mind doing in front of Daya. As is the general way of women, I put on a bra and a shirt.

As soon as I finished getting dressed, Daya walked over to me, put one hand on each of "The Girls", and said "Nice!"

(So sorry, I'm *not* posting pics so you can decide if she's right or not)