Laika Studios

This week I started Flash animation class (I've accomplished the bouncy ball- watch out Disney!), and I got to thinking about Laika Studios which is located somewhere in or around Portland. "Coraline" was filmed in Hillsboro, but I don't think that is the company's permanent location. Anyways, I found this clip which is a bit unusual, but Henry Selick is in it which could make it worth watching for some people:
http://laikastudios.com/entertainment/

Nice hair, guys.

Faux Hawk

Faux Hawks. An amazing gender-neutral hairstyle I would consider having if I weren't growing out my hair. Amazing that it is though, I can't help but sense of bit of pretentiousness from it as if the person wearing it wants the rebel look without the cost a real mo-hawk demands, which is to shave part of one's own head...

...Still, it's my favorite modern hairstyle.

Two Unrelated Things

I've never heard of this place in Portland. I wonder how I could find it:
http://www.dreiseitl.de/index.php?id=526&lang=en&choice=17&ansicht=bild6

Also,

This stresses me out. It feels uneven, and I can't stop looking at the red circle. Art like this excites me!
Found image on http://www.portlandart.net/archives/2009/09/looking_at_new.html

Bowling

Last night my brother hosted a "Quitting My Awful Job" party. At the same time I was internally celebrating my "Getting Back My Old Job" party. For my brother's party we all went bowling.
Ever since I got a digital camera about 6th months ago I've taken hundreds of photos of my family and friends whilst partaking in road trips, reunions, and parties. When I began this blog I realized that I have very few photographs of me. This is what happens when you are the dedicated photographer in the family (next to my dad who has a thousand dollar camera but only takes pictures of birds and strangers [not in a creepy way]).
I found myself again taking out my camera from its little Mary Kay bag (the camera fits perfectly there!) and snapping shots of my family hurling 10-14 pound balls down towards the evasive pins. I thought, "Hey, maybe this is an opportunity to get some nice pictures of me while other people are waiting to bowl." So, I handed the camera to my mom and asked her to take some pictures... this is what I got:

Not quite the lovely portrait I was looking for. After I finished laughing, I thought about what it would be like if this picture WAS considered an artistic monument in photography- or painting, or sculpture. So I embedded myself into the world of fine arts to see if I could find a place where my clumsy and awkward charm might fit in.Taking a stroll through the Portland Art Museum

Edvard Munch

Edgar Degas

Claude Monet

Toulouse-Lautrec

Dai Dudu, Li Tiezi, Zhang An, 2006

Scinvisible Tattoo Revue

Salvador Dali... I feel at home here.

What's to Come

This blog is meant for my selfish purpose to write anything about anything- or anyone. I am not trying to be a journalist. Writing, let alone speaking, has never been my forte. I became an artist because I hated to read (although I've grown out of that) and because a topic that was mathematical in any meaning put the gears in my brain to a screeching halt. Maybe having a blog will gradually improve my "okay" sentences into an exciting grammatical, satirical, adventure.

This is all I have to write for today. I'll just end by previewing what may come out of this blog:
1. Reviews and biased opinions about postpostmodern art and everything that comes before it.
2. Reviews and biased opinions about my own art.
3. Girlish ogling over apparel that I can't afford.
4. Girlish ogling over celebrity men that I can't afford.
5. Dark and dreary comments about how life is unfair (this is predicted to happen about every 28 days).