Honey Bee

Today I was on the computer, going about my daily web checks, and on Apartment Therapy's children site, Ohdeeoh they had a spotlight on a nursery that I absolutely fell in love with!


Not because it's a nursery. I'm in college and have no need for such things. But because of the ceiling!!




It reminds me of the television show Pushing Daisies. I loved that show! The colors and everything! I miss it so much.
And this seems like a cool way to capture the whimsy and quirky-ness of it in your home!
Good to keep in mind.....
that's all.
-Brenna Kathleen

Rainy Day Hug Story

I wrote this in my Old Testament class. I was still taking the class notes, so don't worry. I posted this on my facebook already, but I still wanted to put it up here.


Once upon a time,

There was a girl who was sitting in a class. It was wonderfully rainy and cloudy outside, and the girl wanted to go out to enjoy it. Alas, she had to stay and learn in her class. She was also very uncomfortable, because there weren’t any desks in her classroom, so she had to balance her computer on her lap, and it made her legs fall asleep.

The girl couldn’t wait to get out. She wanted to go around and hug everyone she knew. The sad part was, she wasn’t sure all her hugs would be welcomed by the unsuspecting people of Biola.

She was sitting next to her roommate, a small girl with a spirit that opposed her size. She wasn’t sure if her roommate noticed just how bored she was with this class, but she didn’t mind much. The girl just kept writing her story, trying to pass the time.

She remembered again, how much she wanted to greet her acquaintances with a hug that day. And looked back on a conversation she had with her tiny roommate, as well as her other, foxier roommate. They discussed how it’s sad that a hug may be taken as a weird thing to do. The girl felt that a hug was the answer to many problems, and is a necessity in order to have a good friendship with others. But mostly she just liked sharing in a quick warm cuddle with the people she cares about.

Determined to upset the status quo, she vows to herself to muster up the courage to hug her friends, even if it may seem awkward at times.

And so she continued to wait in her class, counting the minutes until she will be free to hug all who cross her path.
The End

Nature Art Adventure

Here are some pics of the adventure I went on this past weekend with my roommate, Kendall.










Yay! enjoy!
-Brenna

Backgrounds

Tonight the roommates and I went on the usual walk around campus barefoot and with frisbee in hand. We took the normal route. Up the stairs in back of Hope, through the walkway in McNally, past the Library and the art gallery, between the SUB and the cafe, past the music building, and to the front of Emerson.
We usually like to throw the friz around while at the well lit and spacious area in between Emerson and Horton.

However, on our way there we ran into one of our friends, Ian, who was on his way back to his room.

My being an art major, and Ian being an art minor with a major in film,
We stood about and had a nice chat for a bit, then Jojo and Kenny got impatient and started throwing the frisbee. I stayed and continued talking with Ian.
We talked about art classes and how we learn more than just art from the professors.

While we were talking about difficulties in staying committed to one drawing, I was thinking back on my last semester's figure studies class. I always saved the face for last. And I never wanted to actually finish it. I was never able to do it justice, and that discouraged me. it still does to this day. One of the reasons I don't sketch regularly s because I don't like that my sketch doesn't look like the actual object.
Ian offered his thoughts on it, like fro some reason besides drawing that I didn't want to finish it, saying that you have to start out small and build up to the greatness of the desired sketch.
It made me think about how I like people's stories. I've been going around asking people to tell me their life story, which is very hard because the people that I really want to hear are the ones I don't see that often. But it made me think about how I love the background of things. Like with DVDs. I love the second disc. The one with all the behind the scenes footage, and the "making of" bits. I enjoy those more tan the movie itself.

I've always been a backstage kind of person. I prefer working in the darkness behind the actors, where i"m not in the spotlight, but still in the thick of it, helping out in anyway I can, making the show possible.
So I can't fill in the faces because I don't know the model's story. Or if I do, how can I put everything they've been through into on sketch? I could draw in laugh-lines or scars, the result of those stories. But I could never put in their actual story.
Maybe that's my purpose as an artist. To strive to tell people's stories. To draw or sculpt the face in a way that people can get a sense of what they've been through, or at least to make them wonder so they'll look into the person's story too.

During our talk, I asked what Ian wanted to do with film. He said he wanted to incorporate it into the theater somehow. He then told me how his dad does work for their church back home and how that inspires him and how he wants to put on a show here at school. I was so excited when I heard this. Just the other day I was reminiscing about the shows I used to be in, and then this summer how I worked at the theater. I was close to begging him to let me help him. When I told him I'd love to lend a hand, he was so excited! He said that he needed help with it and I would be welcome, so YAY!!!!! Kenny and Jojo are excited to help out too.

We'll see what God has in store for me. I find it a true blessing that He revealed things to me in a conversation like that.
It was a wonderful night, and I feel very blessed.
-Brena Kathleen

Coffee revival, sore legs, and a chance to go au naturale

So yes! The coffee maker is not dead!!! YAY!!! I'm so thankful for that, it was not something I needed to deal with. I ended up running it a couple times, just letting water go through it to clean out the grounds that had clogged it.
I used it on Monday(today is Wednesday) and it worked great!


On Sunday, we busted out Kenny's DDR mats and had a work out session. My legs are still super sore form it! But it was fun and good to get up and move about.

For my next 4D Design project we have to go out into nature and create an art piece like Andy Goldsworthy.....



Isn't his stuff awesome?!
He creates art from things he finds in the specific environment he's working in.
The pics with the color changes are actual color changes that happen naturally. He just takes them and puts them together so it seems almost artificial.

It reminds me of when I was young and my family used to go up to our cabin at Hume Lake. My older brother and I would amuse ourselves with building various forts and such out of what we found around. We dug out this pit and carved steps going down and seats into the walls of the pit, and then we wove branches and twigs together and made a dome roof for it. It was like a hobbit hole. So legit.

Because I've always been the type of person who creates something out of what I have lying around, I'm super pumped to go do this project! Just me, a pocket knife, and the wilderness! I'll be doing that on Saturday, so hopefully I'll update soon after that. I'm thinking of filming a bit up there too, I'm going to ask my roommate to use her camera, since mine has bad video quality. I may have to use mine though, I'm not sure if she'd be keen on letting me take it into woods or anything.

I haven't had a chance to update in a while, and it's bad because I never remember what I've done. I haven't updated the vlog since my 4D project, and that wasn't even a real update. Oops. Perhaps I'll go film a bit when I'm done writing here.

I learned The Beatles' song "All My Lovin'" this morning on Ulysses the Ukulele! I LOVE that song. I don't know why, I just do. So I'm pumped to know it now. I haven't really played in a while so my fingers are sore from not working on my callouses in a while.

Ceramics is hardcore. We have to make 8 mugs! 4 hand built out of red clay and 4 thrown on the wheel with white clay. I do this thing where somehow, I get an idea in my head of what I want to do as a design or with anything. And I do it, but it turns out that it's the most time consuming idea ever thought of. So yeah, I've been working on the 4 hand built mugs for a couple days, and I just finished one. Actually, I still haven't put the handle on it, so even the one isn't finished. Good thing is my teacher isn't super duper strict about a due date, so I think I have some time over the weekend to work. And I can change my design enough so that it (hopefully) wont take as long with the next three.
As for the wheel. It's hard! I can't even make a cylinder, which is what we have to make in order to move on to making the mugs. I can make a perfect bowl though!

Since I'm taking 18 units this semester, I have a bunch of projects and work to do that piles up. So I have to choose the ones I want to do really well in, which sucks because I want to do my best in everything, but some get put on the back burner because I don't view it as a priority.
Like my English and Old Testament classes. I, personally, value the art classes more. Because it's what I want to do with my life, that's why I'm spending thousands of dollars to study it. And the art projects I have to do are really time consuming. I can always work on it. It's not like a math problem where you solve it and it's done. It's like a paper or music. You can always tweak it somehow. Which is why my GE classes bother me so much. I'm taking English right now. And that class is all writing. I don't have time to go over and over my essay and revise it, because I have an art project I have to do that too.
So there you go, I'm not failing the other classes. I'm just not going above and beyond in them. I don't have time to.

It's a crazy life. And it just gets crazier as the years go by.

Speaking of years. I'll be 20 soon! On the 21st.
Isn't that wild? I don't feel like I'm 20. I feel like I'm 10. I remember when I turned 10, everyone made such a huge deal about me going into the double-digit years. Now I'm leaving the teens behind for good.

....it's about time, too.

more updates coming soon!!!
-Brenna Kathleen