Wednesday, September 5, 2012
Starting Once Again
After three of the longest months of my life, I still can't believe I'm back at school. I spent half the summer working and half of the summer unemployed. But after all that I'm finally back home!
We took all Friday packing and didn't get off until around 4.
This time we decided to take my car down so, for the very first time I got to drive on the freeway. Yikes.
We got to the apartment around 9 but didn't move everything yet. Instead my parents dropped me and a few things off and then headed off to the hotel for the night.
Dawna, my roomie, and Heidie were both there.
I was So excited, I started suggesting games that we could play--we ended up with Truth or Dare.
It was so great! I had to get it on camera! :D
Dawna got the first major dare...
Next was me.... this was HORRIBLE.
Then Dawna
Then Heidi did a little dance...
We took all Friday packing and didn't get off until around 4.
This time we decided to take my car down so, for the very first time I got to drive on the freeway. Yikes.
We got to the apartment around 9 but didn't move everything yet. Instead my parents dropped me and a few things off and then headed off to the hotel for the night.
Dawna, my roomie, and Heidie were both there.
I was So excited, I started suggesting games that we could play--we ended up with Truth or Dare.
It was so great! I had to get it on camera! :D
Dawna got the first major dare...
Next was me.... this was HORRIBLE.
Then Heidi did a little dance...
Along with a verity of other crazy things.
After a while we all were too scared to say "Dare" and we were running out of questions and enthusiasm, so we called it a night. Dawna and I pulled our matresses downstairs to have a "sleep over"(even though we're roomates). I had a horrible headache and couldn't get to sleep and had taken too much ibuprophen without eating. What a fun bunch of girls!! :D : D
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
Just One of Those Weeks
It really has been "one of those" weeks. At the beginning of the summer I spent a good three weeks applying for and looking for jobs around the valley. I tell you, this is a hard place to find work.
As an art major I REALLY wanted to find a job at a framing place, like Michael's or Hobbly Lobby. But there was no luck there.
So, one day mom and I were driving home when mom goes: "Hum... I know that Prince Gallery place is a long shot(because they're a family owned busyness), but why don't you just go in and try."
I just so happened to have a resume in my sketchbook, so I did not object.
Long story short, about 20 minutes later I walk out with the great news that he was, in fact, hiring. Wow!
A few days later I get a call to come in for a five hour shift to see if things were going to work out.
Basically I got the job.
It was really great and absolutely perfect for the profession I'm going into in the future. Mostly I worked on making fridge magnets(we called them embellishments) for Summer Fest. I got a little experience with the frames and mat board cutting.
Unfortunately Summer Fest didn't go well for their booth, which was less than ideal. On the last day of Summer Fest I was sitting in the shop puttying a frame(one of my absolute favorite things to do) when Frank came in and took a seat. He proceeded to explain to me the negative turn of events and what that meant for the busyness and for him and that after much debating he finally decided that he had to let me go.
I kept my cool fairly well but completely broke down when I got home. All of a sudden every plan that I had made for the future, every certainty had just crumbled under me, and all of a sudden nothing was certain. I was freaking out.
So Saturday I was layed off and Sunday was Father's day, so I couldn't necessarily mope around all day. I fasted that day and then went and pranked my dad's car, putting sticky notes all over the front of it. He and the rest of the ward members got a real hoot out of that.
Monday everything was going fine. I had spent the day with my sister and her son and daughter at the pool when I went over to mom and dad's to eat lunch and start figuring out what I was going to do with myself for the rest of the summer.
And that's when it all started....
I ate lunch and then curled up next to my mom, who was talking on the phone on the couch. I waited for her to get off so we could talk, but after a while I fell asleep and then she left. When I woke up I was sick. We're not exactly sure what it was... Perhaps a 24 our stomach flu. Maybe Food poisoning. Something that I picked up from Summer fest. Who knew. So I was basically bed ridden, the rest of Monday puking my "toes up"(as mom would put it haha). The night was really hard, being in horrible pain all night long and the next morning was only a little better.
I woke up to my dad feeling my head around 2 relieved to find that the pain was finally gone. Then the neck pain set in. I couldn't(and still can't) move my neck hardly at all. So I was basically bed ridden with an ice pack on the back of my neck, unable to move at all because of the pain (and I couldn't take ibuprofen cause of my stomach).
On the bright side, I have an absolutely fabulous family who's done nothing but baby me (something I've missed while living on my own). And I've been awarded another scholarship for the upcoming school year.
There's still a lot of uncertainty but I'm hopeful.
As an art major I REALLY wanted to find a job at a framing place, like Michael's or Hobbly Lobby. But there was no luck there.
So, one day mom and I were driving home when mom goes: "Hum... I know that Prince Gallery place is a long shot(because they're a family owned busyness), but why don't you just go in and try."
I just so happened to have a resume in my sketchbook, so I did not object.
Long story short, about 20 minutes later I walk out with the great news that he was, in fact, hiring. Wow!
A few days later I get a call to come in for a five hour shift to see if things were going to work out.
Basically I got the job.
It was really great and absolutely perfect for the profession I'm going into in the future. Mostly I worked on making fridge magnets(we called them embellishments) for Summer Fest. I got a little experience with the frames and mat board cutting.
Unfortunately Summer Fest didn't go well for their booth, which was less than ideal. On the last day of Summer Fest I was sitting in the shop puttying a frame(one of my absolute favorite things to do) when Frank came in and took a seat. He proceeded to explain to me the negative turn of events and what that meant for the busyness and for him and that after much debating he finally decided that he had to let me go.
I kept my cool fairly well but completely broke down when I got home. All of a sudden every plan that I had made for the future, every certainty had just crumbled under me, and all of a sudden nothing was certain. I was freaking out.
So Saturday I was layed off and Sunday was Father's day, so I couldn't necessarily mope around all day. I fasted that day and then went and pranked my dad's car, putting sticky notes all over the front of it. He and the rest of the ward members got a real hoot out of that.
Monday everything was going fine. I had spent the day with my sister and her son and daughter at the pool when I went over to mom and dad's to eat lunch and start figuring out what I was going to do with myself for the rest of the summer.
And that's when it all started....
I ate lunch and then curled up next to my mom, who was talking on the phone on the couch. I waited for her to get off so we could talk, but after a while I fell asleep and then she left. When I woke up I was sick. We're not exactly sure what it was... Perhaps a 24 our stomach flu. Maybe Food poisoning. Something that I picked up from Summer fest. Who knew. So I was basically bed ridden, the rest of Monday puking my "toes up"(as mom would put it haha). The night was really hard, being in horrible pain all night long and the next morning was only a little better.
I woke up to my dad feeling my head around 2 relieved to find that the pain was finally gone. Then the neck pain set in. I couldn't(and still can't) move my neck hardly at all. So I was basically bed ridden with an ice pack on the back of my neck, unable to move at all because of the pain (and I couldn't take ibuprofen cause of my stomach).
On the bright side, I have an absolutely fabulous family who's done nothing but baby me (something I've missed while living on my own). And I've been awarded another scholarship for the upcoming school year.
There's still a lot of uncertainty but I'm hopeful.
Monday, June 11, 2012
Sometimes we are delayed...
I totally had this happen to me.
It was a Sunday afternoon, I believe. I've been living at my sisters, but I spend most of my time at my parents, mostly because all of my things are over there. I was about to head over to a mini family party at my parents's early, when all of a sudden I could not find my keys.
They had literally dropped off the face of the planet.
When ever I loose something I say that the "deep dark black abyss of nothingness" has swallowed it. And this shourly was the case.
My sister came home, and I told her my predicament. She helped me look a bit, though our efforts were futile. I continually went up into my niece's room(which I share for the summer) and back downstairs looking around again and again.
Finally, I gave in and got down on my knees.
It wasn't the end of the world that I didn't have my keys, but I really did want them because there were so many things I could do at my parents and so very little I could do at my sisters.
I had the thought come to my mind as I was beginning to get angry, thinking how God was playing a practice joke on me and laughing while I frantically ran about like a chicken with it's head caught off.
"Joe'E" I said to myself(not really, I don't talk to myself.) "Calm down. There's always a reason for everything the lord does."
And then the thought came to me. "There's probably some sort of serious accident, or other danger or problem that you are avoiding right now because you're here and not out on the road."
That calmed me down but I dismissed the thought and went down stairs, defeated.
I sat, pouting, at my sisters kitchen "bar" I believe it's called, while she cleaned her kitchen. I suppose I was waiting for something. The Keys were just going to have to fall right into my lap because I had looked and they were no where to be found. Ether that or I was patiently trying to exercise my faith without bursting into fits of hysteria.
"Well," my sister said, as she was leaning into the fridge (if my memory serves me correctly), "You must just need to be here right now."
My sulking shoulders perked up and lifted my head off my arms. "That's what I thought." I told her, and I'm pretty sure we shared an "Ooooohhh.... that's creeeeppy." moment.
I don't normally get premonitions, or very obvious promptings in the forms of words in my own mind(or if I do I don't relize it) but having my sister have the same thought was proof enough that indeed, I was not supposed to leave the house at that time.
So, accepting that I could do nothing but sit and wait for my keys to magically appear, I did just that.
To my great delight they did, indeed, magically appear.
My sister was unloading the dishwasher when her little one-year-old son, comes trotting along pushing in front of him his toy train to see if he can in any way "help out" his mom with the dishes.
My sister looks down and I hear her take a big dramatic gasp and exclaim, "No way!"
A smile creeps onto my lips as I begin to assume the best. For some reason I thought she had found my keys in the dishwasher(weird), but as she bent down she pulled, from a hole in the top of the little toy train, my keys.
OOHH!!! Jaxson had taken them! And as soon as it was alright for me to leave he had, though unknowingly, brought them right back.
It was a pretty catching experience. I have no idea what would have happened if I had, indeed, been out on the road--if I was really being confined for my own safety--or if it was simply a test of my with and I had passed. Hard to say....
I Am Grateful. :)
Monday, May 7, 2012
The Adventure of Finals Week
Crazy week!
I only had three finals this week: A conceptual self portrait, a Kinetic Sculpture, and Math.
First of all Adam assigned the self portrait a week before the due date. For a huge project like this it would normally take three.
On top of that I had to make a MOVING sculpture, all due on the same day. Gah!
Needless to say I beat my old record of being in the art building for 13 hours....
16 freaking hours working.
Sadly, my self portrait was a failure....
And I'm not just being modest when I say it was a failure, and I don't want to hear any one try and convince me otherwise. It was poorly executed, with awful colors, and the proportions are awful. I had very little time to work on it. My first instinct was to scrap it and do something that I thought would work better, but when ever I asked any one what they thought they all said they liked it. I've never been legitly lied to so many times and that's the real thing that pisses me off. I know it's nice and all to say that you like it, but saying that my mediocre work is good isn't helping me at all. I wish some one would have told me the truth and agreed with me on starting another. :P Honestly that's how I am when I talk to people about their art work. It doesn't help any one if I shugar coat things, in fact, it's a hinderence and I expect the same amount of honesty when I ask others for their opinion. I am an aspiring artist and I won't get any where on peoples half-hearted lies. My work is Good!
So, now that I'm done venting about people's honesty I've got a funny story....
These are the picture of my kinetic sculpture not two seconds before it came crashing down.
It was about 10, but for some reason or another I felt like it was 1. Longest night ever. Nothing was working out really, and the glue wasn't really holding, but I managed to get a snap shot of what it sort of would have looked like if things had worked out.
After I took these photos I tried to fix something on the cam-shaft when the glue gave and it snapped.
I was already having issues with the dowls coming off repeatedly, so that was pretty much the beginning of the downward spiral.
After taking a walk to cool off I tried to start again.
I swear every time I tried to touch it something else broke. The handle broke under pressure, and none of the dowels were staying in place. I tried to drill holes, but used the wrong bit and ended up drilling too far which completely messed up the measurement of my dowels. By this time it was pretty close to 12.
I would have gone absolutely insane if it weren't for Jake, who happened to be in the art building for what ever reason.
Needless to say, I gave up on the entire idea. There were too many variables that I couldn't overcome, so even if I did get everything glued back together, it wasn't going to move... heck, it wasn't even going to hardly stay up.
College is awesome. Before I had never actually pulled a real all-nighter. This was my 6th. Haha.
I also never would have willingly drank caffeine....
I only had three finals this week: A conceptual self portrait, a Kinetic Sculpture, and Math.
First of all Adam assigned the self portrait a week before the due date. For a huge project like this it would normally take three.
On top of that I had to make a MOVING sculpture, all due on the same day. Gah!
Needless to say I beat my old record of being in the art building for 13 hours....
16 freaking hours working.
Sadly, my self portrait was a failure....
So yeah. This is the finished product. The Basic idea behind it was to put a bunch of words under the wash and then sand back into it to retrieve them.
I Don't know if you can see them very well, kinda a poor picture......
And I'm not just being modest when I say it was a failure, and I don't want to hear any one try and convince me otherwise. It was poorly executed, with awful colors, and the proportions are awful. I had very little time to work on it. My first instinct was to scrap it and do something that I thought would work better, but when ever I asked any one what they thought they all said they liked it. I've never been legitly lied to so many times and that's the real thing that pisses me off. I know it's nice and all to say that you like it, but saying that my mediocre work is good isn't helping me at all. I wish some one would have told me the truth and agreed with me on starting another. :P Honestly that's how I am when I talk to people about their art work. It doesn't help any one if I shugar coat things, in fact, it's a hinderence and I expect the same amount of honesty when I ask others for their opinion. I am an aspiring artist and I won't get any where on peoples half-hearted lies. My work is Good!
So, now that I'm done venting about people's honesty I've got a funny story....
These are the picture of my kinetic sculpture not two seconds before it came crashing down.
It was about 10, but for some reason or another I felt like it was 1. Longest night ever. Nothing was working out really, and the glue wasn't really holding, but I managed to get a snap shot of what it sort of would have looked like if things had worked out.
After I took these photos I tried to fix something on the cam-shaft when the glue gave and it snapped.
I was already having issues with the dowls coming off repeatedly, so that was pretty much the beginning of the downward spiral.
After taking a walk to cool off I tried to start again.
I swear every time I tried to touch it something else broke. The handle broke under pressure, and none of the dowels were staying in place. I tried to drill holes, but used the wrong bit and ended up drilling too far which completely messed up the measurement of my dowels. By this time it was pretty close to 12.
I would have gone absolutely insane if it weren't for Jake, who happened to be in the art building for what ever reason.
Needless to say, I gave up on the entire idea. There were too many variables that I couldn't overcome, so even if I did get everything glued back together, it wasn't going to move... heck, it wasn't even going to hardly stay up.
College is awesome. Before I had never actually pulled a real all-nighter. This was my 6th. Haha.
I also never would have willingly drank caffeine....
Absolutely hate pop. Most disgusting thing ever... the after taste wasn't too bad, though. :)
The next morning I got up for our drawing critique. I had only gotten 2 hours of sleep so I was a mostly out of it. The way the critiques work is every one chooses the absolute best picture first and then work their way down to the absolutely worst. Every single time my picture has been chosen first, save this time.... I was about third or fourth to the last. >(
That was super discouraging, so after the failed horrible awful critique I wondered back into the sculpture studio to survey my pile of rubble and think about all the math homework I still had to do.
Luckily Zane was there to listen to my problems and get me back on my feet.
Any Who! This is the finished product.
Friday, April 6, 2012
Art for Sale
So I figure it's time to sent my babies out into the world. So... here we go!
Everything presented has a listing price which is negotiable by piece.
I'm also 100% willing to do commission pieces. So if you see something that you kinda like but wish it was a little different then I'm game for making it happen. :D
Contact me:
Facebook: Joee moon
E-mail: joee.moon3@gmail.com
To start off we have my two award winning diptych paintings....
On the left: "Pare Pairs"; Oil, 30x40" - $300
On the right: "Pair in the Funhouse"; Oil, 40x40" - $300
Because these pieces are made to go together, if you buy both of them I will knock off an extra $100. So, both pieces are only $500
"Facade"
Graphite
30x40"
Beautiful frame included!!
$500
"Moonie's mini"
Oil
3x2"(really small)
$15
"Watching"
Graphite
5x7"
Frame needed
$25-35
"On Display"
Watercolor w/ gold flakes
9x15"
Frame needed
$50-60
"Aztec Bird Vomit"
Acrylic Paint
15x20"
Frame needed
$40-50
"Bad News Blues"(my mom's favorite piece)
Watercolor & Newspaper
24x20"
Frame included(but could use a better fit)
$45-65
"Paradigm"
Oil
6x4"
May need a frame
$30-45
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Pastel and Acrylic
4x3 1/2 '
Custom frame included
$200
Charcoal & Acrylic
3 1/2x4'
Custom frame included
$200
"Fickle Crest"
Charcoal & Acrylic
15x24"
Frame needed
$40-60
"Function"
Charcoal & Acrylic
24x15"
Frame needed
$40-60
"Philipa"
60 feet of wire twisted into the shape of a lamp
Life size
$30
"Unterrible" A working bed-side lamp
Aluminum strips riveted together with tissue paper covering
Not very well done, but allows for a very soft blue light. Kinda nice if you're not looking for quality.
$20
"Rando"
"Pilot #2"(accepted into the student show at Snow College)
Wood Sculpture
12x15"
$200
Commissions accepted!!
"Hung Golden"
Charcoal w/ acrylic wash
27x20"
Frame needed
$40-60
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Everything presented has a listing price which is negotiable by piece.
I'm also 100% willing to do commission pieces. So if you see something that you kinda like but wish it was a little different then I'm game for making it happen. :D
Contact me:
Facebook: Joee moon
E-mail: joee.moon3@gmail.com
To start off we have my two award winning diptych paintings....
On the left: "Pare Pairs"; Oil, 30x40" - $300
On the right: "Pair in the Funhouse"; Oil, 40x40" - $300
Because these pieces are made to go together, if you buy both of them I will knock off an extra $100. So, both pieces are only $500
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Graphite
30x40"
Beautiful frame included!!
$500
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"Seven Pairs and Squares"
Oil
24x12"
$85-100
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"Apple Pie Squared"
Oil
12x15"
Frame may be needed
$50-85
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"Pop-art Pair"
Acrylic Paint
12x15"
$50
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"Bite me"
Oil
12x6"
Frame may be needed
$60
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"The Pentacle Apple"
Oil
12x6
Frame may be needed
$60
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"Moonie's mini"
Oil
3x2"(really small)
$15
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Graphite
5x7"
Frame needed
$25-35
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Watercolor w/ gold flakes
9x15"
Frame needed
$50-60
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Acrylic Paint
15x20"
Frame needed
$40-50
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Watercolor & Newspaper
24x20"
Frame included(but could use a better fit)
$45-65
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Oil
6x4"
May need a frame
$30-45
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(better picture coming soon)
"Memento" Pastel and Acrylic
4x3 1/2 '
Custom frame included
$200
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(better picture coming soon)
"Up Close and Classical"(picked for the student show at Snow College aka: really good)Charcoal & Acrylic
3 1/2x4'
Custom frame included
$200
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Charcoal & Acrylic
15x24"
Frame needed
$40-60
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Charcoal & Acrylic
24x15"
Frame needed
$40-60
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60 feet of wire twisted into the shape of a lamp
Life size
$30
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Aluminum strips riveted together with tissue paper covering
Not very well done, but allows for a very soft blue light. Kinda nice if you're not looking for quality.
$20
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"Rando"
Wood sculpture/handle of a lizard
$20
I'm also willing to do other sculptures in wood!!! Prices may vary.
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"256"
Two-hundred and fifty six toothpicks stuck into fomecore to make a design. Interesting wall piece.
$5
Also willing to do a commission!!!!
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"Pilot #2"(accepted into the student show at Snow College)
Wood Sculpture
12x15"
$200
Commissions accepted!!
Charcoal w/ acrylic wash
27x20"
Frame needed
$40-60
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"Where are we now?"
Graphite
27x20
Frame needed
$40-60
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"At One"
Charcoal with acrylic wash
27x19
Frame needed
$50-60
Charcoal with acrylic wash
27x19
Frame needed
$50-60
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Thursday, April 5, 2012
Signing away my soul.... entry 2
So I went to be early last night, right? 9 o'clock after getting home from the art building. The only reason why I could justify that was if I got up early the next morning to do my homework. That I did. At about 6:20 my alarm went off... I didn't get out of bed until 7, mostly because I knew that the art building woudln't be open until about 7:30
7:45 I headed off to the art building...
Thirteen and a half ours latter I come home.
How many majors can say that they spent thirteen and a half hours doing their homework??
So I basically worked all that time(I just like to brag) save for the half hour break I took for lunch and the half our I took calling my mom while I waited for my paint to dry. Worth it? Perhaps....
See for yourself...
Pretty good day, I'd say. :)
7:45 I headed off to the art building...
Thirteen and a half ours latter I come home.
How many majors can say that they spent thirteen and a half hours doing their homework??
So I basically worked all that time(I just like to brag) save for the half hour break I took for lunch and the half our I took calling my mom while I waited for my paint to dry. Worth it? Perhaps....
See for yourself...
Pretty good day, I'd say. :)
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