For Bryan

My friend Bryan has cancer. He's not even sixteen, he hasn't even lived yet, and he may die. He had his forst operation last Monday, and the doctors could only remove ninety percent of the malignant tumor in his head. Bryan needs prayers.


Cancer is a monster.

mute but sound

the tv's on mute.
the music is
floating.
watch
as the images
contradict the sounds.

football!

I love high schol football games they're so fun. I was there with a couple friends last night. It was awesome me threw stuff at people and had a great time. Oh and used cherry licorice as a straw to drink Dr. Pepper!

Our team lost. Oh well.

I love paint

I bought a pair of bright red high top Converse.

Converse, incidentally, are made of canvas!! Anything made of canvas begs me to paint on it.

So, I did. Now they have big sunflowers on them. hahah, talk about custom...

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dearest Anonymity,

follow the power lines with your eyes.

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it is so strange, the way everything connects in my life; the way random people that i thought would never even have met each other know each other very well. and i find these things out so accidentally. i really don't understand it.

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isn't it funny, the way boys treat girls, and vice versa?

how a peice of crumpled straw wrapper thrown at one's shoulder can say, "i find you attractive" is a mystery to me, but it does somehow.

he has such lovely brown eyes.


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inconspicuous ghost.

he played an ivory piano

and breathed soft the harmony

of the melody sung by the keys

in an otherwise silent coliseum



but there was no audience

only the insects

under the floorboards

the ravens in the rafters



and

one

very

inconspicuous

ghost

Something New in My Life.

Well, I am officially an album artist. This opens so many doors for me. I am making artwork for musicians... I still can barely believe that this opportunity has knocked on my door this early in my life. Album art has always intrigued me, and I draw a lot of my artistic inspiration from music, so making album art is ideal, and finally I get to be what I have wanted to be for a great deal of time!

Much of this, well all of it actually, is thanks to my chance encounter with Tyler in the school library. Despite my aversion to people randomly seating themselves in front of me and starting a conversation out of nowhere, I am very glad that Tyler did this, cause if it weren't for him and his band, I would not have had this opportunity.

But, (of course, there's always a but) Opportunity could not have chosen a more inopportune time to impose on me. I'm still swamped with loads of other responsibilities. Life enjoys making things stressful for me I think.

I'll make it work somehow.

Oh, before I forget... electro-shock therapy is really interesting. I have physical therapy (because of my ladder incident) and my therapist treated my tense shoulder with electricity. A fascinating experience, actually. I enjoyed it.

Well. It has been a while, hasn't it?

Since my last post I have....

-Started school

-Deprived myself of necessary sleep

-Fallen off a ladder at work

-Gotten poked in uncomfortable places by a Chinese doctor

-Done about eight tons of homework

All this in the past five days! I am completely exhausted. And everything has changed this year. Once again, (as usual I should say) I feel completely out of place unless I'm with select people, and even then, if certain people are combined there are awkward situations. I miss last year's group... It was so good, until people changed. Now everything is over-dramatic, even more so than last year, and I feel like I'm wasting my time trying to befriend people because they hardly ever end up being deep, thoughtful, or interesting, unique people. It's very frustrating. I had hoped this year would be better.... but no...

I'm jumping to conclusions. It's been a week. Maybe things will get better? If it did I would be pleasantly surprised.

I have no time to do anything I want to. It makes me so sad. Homework, work, school, chores... they all consume all my day. All week I have had no time to sketch, or play my guitar, or just relax and watch a movie, or post anything on my blog. This can't be healthy. Humans need time to do the things we like to do or we get depressed and angry. But today I'm actually sitting at the computer for more than 2 minutes, and not rushing through my email. It's amazing. I hope the year gets less hectic and I won't have to cram a lot of work into not a lot of time within a few weeks. I wouldn't count on it though. Advanced classes tend to take a lot of study time.

I looked at myself in a mirror before English class today and I looked so pale, it scared me.

I need more hours in the day.

cross-legged

sat



cross-



legged





on the floor yesterday.

~*~

and the castles grew

out of the clouds

as the imgainary piano

sang to me.

~*~

the spider spun her web

in a corner somewhere

in my skull.

~*~

wish you were here.




[I got one of the pictures to work... I guess I'll just have to post the other one separately :(.]

Busy Weekend.

It's been a while since I've posted. Well. Starting Friday I have had a ridiculously busy weekend. Friday night I worked my first shift on the job ever, and it was supposed to be a five hour shift. It ended up seven hours long. So Saturday I went job hunting (I don't get many hours at my current job so I'm looking for supplements) with my friend. Then, a few hours later when I had been home a while, my best friend and her dad came to pick me up and we went to see The Dark Knight. There were some complications: we wanted to go to the theatre that had the huge screens, but, of course the showing we wanted to go to was sold out. THEN we went to the other theatre, and there was a showing five minutes after the one we had originally wanted, so we went to that one. The screen was smaller though. The theatre was absolutely packed.

Different subject now: Dark Knight Review
The movie was absolutely amazing. It was funny, in a dark sort of way I guess. Or maybe I just have a strange sense of humor, because no one else seemed to be laughing at it. Heath Leger had an amazing performance, too bad he couldn't live to see this movie! He really was the highlight of the film I think, because his character is just so... unique. He is not your typical villain. He's not after the money, he just wants life to be interesting. I don't understand why he chooses to make it interesting the way he does, but then again no one does. Amazing performance. The only things that disappointed me were the switching around of the cast. yes, Alfred and Bruce were the same, and a few others, but Katie Holmes didn't play Rachel. And the Scarecrow was a different actor. Officer Gordon was the same though. It sort of has a Sodom and Gomorrah feel to it... there is practically no good left in this city, but there are a few good people, and maybe there's hope for them, but the city, as a whole I think, is beyond repair.

So, back on subject: I got home late, stayed up till 1 watching something on TV that I don't remember then went to sleep and had weird dreams that I can't remember. Sunday: got up, went to church, the new Freshmen came in, so it was really kind of loud. Freshmen like to clap it seems. Then later, I went to see Hellboy II: Rise of the Golden Army. Not nearly as good as Batman, but it was an amusing movie with a lot of creative monsters and stuff. A completely harmless film I don't even know why it's rated PG13. There's just some action-violence, nothing really scary, and there is one scene where Abe and Red get drunk, but it's in such a comical, unrealistic sort of way. I got home later after turning in an application and browsing the book store for a bit, and having some strange experiences with a cell phone. It wouldn't call the number i was dialing, and it had my voice on the other line repeating everything I would say a few seconds later. Weird. Went home, and watched some mindless television. Went to bed a few hours later, and woke up way too early this morning. I think I need to get more sleep.

Music

I'm really loving instrumental music right now. Avant-Gard, avant-chamber, chamber-rock, classical, that sort of stuff. I just love how it expresses precise emotions without words. Actually, I think it does a better job of conveying emotion. With instrumental, there is no language barrier. It's like visual art for your ears. I can't even find words for it. It's just so profound... it's not even worthy of words.

Listen to:

Rachel's
Lost in the Trees
Lee Feldman
A Silver Mt. Zion
Eric Bachmann
Broken Spindles
Kaki King
Two Star Symphony

These are just a few really inspiring groups and artists. At first, they may strike you as strange, but the styles are so unique that I really think they'll grow on you.

A Stab At Surrealism

Surrealism. Are you scared? hahah don't go getting me psycho-evaluated now...

Good news. I found my inspiration... as stated in the last post. And, though this isn't really a completed version of my original idea, I think it turned out pretty well, for a random attempt at surrealism. Obviously I need some training.

Too bad my scanner isn't very good. The original has little hints of colours here and there that you can't really see on this scan. But overall, I'm pretty happy with the outcome.

I enjoy surrealism.

O, Sweet Rambling Thought.

It's so fascinating. People just randomly come together over my blog... I love it!

It is a small world after all. I haven't posted any art in a while. I would... but this week has been dreadfully uninspiring. And there's nothing dramatically colourful or beautiful to photograph around my house. I'm sorry for having a dull blog right now. Hopefully when my life picks up again I will get some new material here. Inspiration is hard to come by lately.

But wait... I was listening to the song "For Wanda" by A Silver Mount Zion [an amazing instrumental chamber rock group] and sketching. I came up with an insane idea for a surreal piece. But... It's incomplete. And I am not at all sure what media to do it in. The colours need to be intense. Modeling clay would be fun I think. Or oils... neither of which I have though.

*sigh*


I need to get paid. it's so sad how dependent we all are on money.

Wow. This post has really gotten off subject. If there even was a subject to begin with. I seem to have a talent for rambling lately.

Monday.

O, Monday.


Mondays are sleepy. And uninspiring.

Christian the Lion.

I cried when I watched this.

Sweetest Lion ever.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zVNTdWbVBgc

New Hair.

C'est chic, non?

haha

=]

Ideas and the Challenges They Present.

The ideas can't find their footing
they can't touch the ground
can't make any sense of themselves.
My mind twists around
because it can't decide
what it wants.
There's so much to say and
so much to leave unsaid.
Can't decide today.
It won't come out right.

Copeland "Love is a Fast Song"

You don't have to be ashamed
'Cause you're a miracle through and through
Oh, and you don't have to be ashamed
Of the miracle inside of you
What has love become?
(What has love become?)
It's not like we used to hear in those old songs
And it's not like yours
(And it's not like yours)
What has love become?
Whoa...your love is in motion
And it's spinning me around, yeah
Whoa...my heart is in motion
For the movement that's in you
You should not be angry
If all she wants is your money
Oh, you should not be angry
'Cause all you want is her body
What has love become?
(What has love become?)
It's not like we used to hear in those old songs
And it's not like yours
(And it's not like yours)
What has love become?
Whoa...your love is a fast song
And I'm dancing 'cause I'm loved again
Whoa...my heart is in motion
For the rhythm inside you
Whoa...your love is a slow song
It's resounding through my world again
Whoa...my heart is in motion
For the song inside of you
Whoa...your love is in motion
And it's spinning me around, yeah
Whoa...your love is a fast song
And I'm dancing 'cause I'm loved again
Whoa...your love is a slow song
It's resounding through my world again
Whoa...my heart is in motion
For the song inside of you


Listen to the lyrics, and get the massage. Why can't more people have the mindset of this song?

On Working

As of Saturday I will have started my first job. Retail. Yay. But still, it's money, and it should be an educating experience. And I'm really excited actually. I now have something productive to do with the rest of my summer! it's funny... just earlier today I was complaining about how pointless my existence is right now. (See "A Picture of an octopus...") I have 1 thing less to complain about now. That's a good thing.

A Picture of an Octopus and Angst for the Upcomong Year

Water colour and ink. An octopus, they're such fascinating animals.

I'm kind of anxious for school to start. I'm tired of sitting around the house wasting my life doing nothing of importance.

So this upcoming year. Certain situations will come up, concerning certain new students and certain old students. But, despite all the drama that will ensue, at least I will be doing something productive. And being actively social to an extent. I hope this year will be better than last.

Church and a New-Found Old Friend.

I went to church today. It was unusually humid. Here in Phoenix it's hardly ever muggy like this, but then again it is monsoon season. Right now there's thunder rumbling outside and I love that.
So, back on the subject... I went to church today. An old acquaintance from middle school just got back from summer camp with all the other youth group goers. People were telling their little testimonies, and she was one of them that went up there, and she got a little choked up. I thought it was really amazing that she went to camp and felt touched by God.
After service I talked to her, and it looks like she may be going to my school next year, or maybe not. I don't know.
I just thought it was really amazing and I got teared up when I talked to her. I was really emotional all service I don't even know why. Seems like that has been happening to me at church a lot lately. Huh.
Anyway, so Ruth-Ann if you're reading this, I just want to tell you againg that I'm really happy you're going to my church now! **smile** <3

Daydreams Are

Why do they always say "get your head out of the clouds"

?

I don't understand why we shouldn't be able to have adventures.

Sometimes we can't go places physically.

Sometimes these places don't actually exist.

So our minds become our ships

and in the bottles of our skulls

we sail away to our own undiscovered islands.

Daydreaming is not just for children.

If it is I never want to grow up.

Shine

This was another music-movie inspired peice. I get a lot of inspiration from film. I'm not sure of the actor's name, but in the movie "Shine" he played the teenage David. I thought his face was very unique, especially how his mouth and chin were shaped. This isn't an exact likeness, but I suppose I could call it an inspired portrait.

Purple Coat

This is a water colour peice. It actually started out as a sketch that I made while watching "Amadeas," a movie about Mozart. The costumes were so interesting.

In Honor of Edgar Degas

This peice was inspired by Edgar Degas. I actually had to do a report on him in French class, and it had to have a visual with it, so I painted my take on a ballerina.

Abstracted

An abstract peice I made in art class last year. Copper tooling with antiqued finish. It was an interesting peice to make. I don't usually do abstract, but i thought this turned out well for my first copper tooling project.

The Child?

Look at me.

said the child.

I can't reach the doorknob.

open the door.

Thank you, I could not have done it without you.

i don't understand.

Here, I found this seashell today.

it's pretty.

I want you to have it.

thank you.

I'm going now, it was so nice to meet you.

you too, child.

Good Bye.

i won't forget.

The Perfect Cherries

I think the photos speak for themselves.

Annette Janelle

Hello Readers,

My name is Annette Janelle. I like to call myself an artist, but only you can decide whether I really am or am not. Soon, there will be peices of my art displayed here. I hope I won't disappoint!