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5.words.or.less.

nobody@vox.com(.tiff) — Tue, 22 May 2007 08:21:42 -0700

In 5 words or less, who are you?
Submitted by dejablu503.

...a vassar college alumna.

(Well yes, I am an alumna since a few weeks ago, but the grass walking officially takes place on sunday. Today I took my very last final of college. There are no words. No words. They should have sent a poet.)

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up.to.date.

nobody@vox.com(.tiff) — Wed, 16 May 2007 09:56:39 -0700

yesterday morning at 10:40 am I had my final critique with the art department. a solo, one vs. five affair that lasted a clean 20 minutes. they had no band things to say about my senior project (yes!) and were captivated by these tiny collages I made in addition to my cnn drawings (swell!). that is all taken care of. one paper and one final left until freedom (so close).

the rest of the day was spent waiting in a stand-still line for 3 hours to get tickets for the various events during senior week and catching up on lost sleep from the night before. There was a heady heat outside of AC territory, and at times it felt like northern new york had suddenly become kansas.

Our school has this tradition called 'Primal Scream' that happens at midnight the night before finals start. It happens both semesters; students collect around the central quad between all of the dorms, and when midnight strikes everyone explodes in a collective, cathartic scream. If you came upon the scene with no understanding of what was going on, it would probably appear to resemble a campus-wide sacrifice. Not to mention, following all the screaming a herd of naked seniors come running around the dorms. A good handful of my friends decided last minute to participate in the nekkid bits, but I decided to keep it on the down low and just watched them run around instead.

It was a surreal night, followed by a heavy, solid, duration of sleep. I'll be done in a week. Is that scary or what?

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photography version -.05

nobody@vox.com(.tiff) — Mon, 14 May 2007 16:17:53 -0700

In the era of digital cameras (and in the case where one '.tiff' seems to break/loose/destroy/malfunction any digicam she gets her paws on) two packs of developed box camera pictures from the local 1-hour photo can actually be quite refreshing. There is a certain aura of candidness about them that digital photos lack, regardless of whether the pictures are posed or spontaneous. It seems that the local Rite Aid also used 'digital technology' to 'enhance' the photos that I refused to use flash on. This left the few of them oddly pixelated and grainy, but with an eerily enjoyable aftermath.

zombie trashcans

I bought two cameras after I got back from spring break and had the joy of exposing them between my house mates, Chico, and I early this afternoon. There were some convocation photos, some 'display o' sauce's and some other nice photos too.

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the.final.countdown.

nobody@vox.com(.tiff) — Sat, 12 Aug 2006 16:44:14 -0700

In two weeks, the summer will be officially over and I will be flying away to the East to finish off my last year in college. As was expected, summer will finish before it barely begun. I'm pleased that I chose to come back home for the summer. I read more books on my own than I ever have before, had amazing opportunities, and remembered what it felt like to be in California again

I had time to think and rest, something I desperately needed before I start my senior year. As soon as I get back to the east coast I'm going to be living in a house with four incredible guys, taking three courses, working on my senior art project, working a part time job, and working an internship in the city two days a week. I'm excited to get back in the busy swing of things, but I'm scared of everything flying by too quickly. I always get nervous before I go back to school, but this time (unless, I go to graduate school at some point) will be the last summer before school starts, so I'm a little more anxious than usuall. It'll be exciting and wonderful, but I really don't want to grow up yet.

So I have two weeks to get my ultimate rest on. Two more weeks to maybe read a couple more books, hang out with my sibbies, say goodbye to a few more friends, and maybe do a few paintings. So its the final countdown, but just to make things fun, this is too:

Europe - The Final Countdown

Europe

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