Day 26: Ceramics

Day 26- A picture of something that means a lot to you

When I was living in McKinney, I had a lot of time on my hands. I worked during the day, but beyond that, I had no responsibilities or obligations. I was bored and needed something to do. I decided to take a couple of continuing education classes at the local community college, and I fell in love. First, I took Novel Writing. It was cool, and my writing evolved. No, I have not written a novel- okay, maybe a few chapters. Then I took a ceramics class. Coolest. Class. Ever. I went one night a week for about 8 weeks. I have so many cool things and memories. I miss it.



These pieces mean a lot to me. I love that I made these with my hands. The torquoise piece is my favorite. :)

Days 24 & 25- A Picture of My Day

Day 24- A picture of something that you wish you could change

I'm skipping Day 24. I don't know, I guess I'm happy with my path. I feel like anything I'd want to change will just sound like I'm unhappy with the way it is. So, yeah...on to day 25!

Day 25- A picture of your day

My days have changed quite a bit since I began this blogging journey. I went from being the night time assistant manager to the day time store manager. I've had to adjust to going to bed a whole lot earlier and getting up way too early for my liking. However, I get to come home during the daytime, which I like. And I get to come home to this:



My apartment is pretty beautiful right now. :) Yeah, I know you're jealous. ;)

Day 23: My favorite Book

Day 23- A picture of your favorite book



I read this book for the first time in high school. It's about an inch and a half thick, and I read it in 2 days.

It's exciting, sad, heart wrenching, joyous. It's set in the gold-mining era, and yet, it applies to today. It's based on the book of Hosea in the Bible and completely brings it to life.

I have reread it probably 5 times and loaned it out a thousand times. The picture above is actually my 3rd copy. The first one was loaned out to a fellow flight attendant and never returned. She bought me a new one. The second one was loaned out to a Chick-fil-A coworker and doused in soda. He also bought me a new one. I apparently loan them to great people. :)

I have never met someone who didn't love this book (or cry reading it).

Maybe I'll reread it this week. :)

Day 22: I wish I was better at...

Day 22: Something I Wish I was Better at

When I was a freshman in college, I took a class called Intro to Fine Arts and Media. It was literally worthless, but it was part of my major. My teacher didn't teach...he told stories or followed bunny trails. We didn't really take tests, and other than one big project, I don't think we had any other assignments. Other than one. We were required to go out and attend a fine art presentation of some sort. We could go to the symphony, ballet, an art museum, or a dozen other things. There were specifications, such as bringing back your admission ticket, or a program.

Being that Karissa (my college roommate) and I were both huge procrastinators, we waited until the very last day before our paper was due, and we went to the Kimball Art Museum in Fort Worth. I know I had been to museums before, but that day, it was like something was awakened inside of me.

The art was beautiful. It was inspiring. I fell in love.

That summer I got the opportunity to go with my parents to Washington DC. If you have ever been there or seen the Smithsonian, you know there is a vast art museum. I was in heaven.

Since 2003, I have been to virtually every major art museum in the country. I've been to the ones in NYC more than once. I want to go to Europe so bad.

When I saw Van Gogh's "Starry Night" at the Museum of Modern Art in New York City, I started crying. I was standing in front of one of the most important pieces of art in history. It moves me.



Two of my other two favorite artists are Claude Monet and Wassily Kandinsky:





I have a print of a Kandinsky in my bedroom. I love it. It would be a true dream to own a real one one day.

I mostly love modern and contemporary art. I tend to lean toward impressionism and abstract art. The weirder, the more I'm likely going to like it. I love Picasso's random, seemingly jumbled paintings, as well as the clean lines from Piet Mondrian's paintings.

I love it all.

And I really wish I was better at it. I try my hand at it, and if I really love you, I'll even show you some. But I'm not good. I've had no training. I want training. Maybe I'll take a class, get a degree, you never know with me. ;)