Lack of Blogging Revisited...

So about a year ago I know I stated that I would be working more on my blog.  I know this it totally a "boy who cried wolf" situation but please believe me, whoever is reading this, I definitely plan on picking this back up.  I was recently urged by a friend who stumbled upon this abandoned project to continue and I have decided he might just be right.  In conjunction with this I will also be working on my own website so you lovely folks can view more of my art(yay!), and tweeting more so you can read all my inconsequential and silly thoughts(double yay!).  So how has my 2012 been going you ask?  What have I been up to?  Has this year been great?

Well this year has had ups and downs but on the whole has been above and beyond that terrible 2011.  There have been a lot of shifts in my life; besties moving away, new friends coming into view, and moving into a neighborhood my sister considers "ghetto" because the tub doesn't have a plug.  I took a much needed semester off and my painting has been more productive than ever.  I now am a barista at the coffee shop in the place I have already been working at, that's fun too.

So that's about it.  A very basic and brief outline of the past year.  Here's to a great holiday season if the retail doesn't kill us and a fabulous 2013!  I will see you all soon!




Love & Thanks
Marielle

Winter is Coming...

And so is a new blog post!
Like, a real one, with thoughts and feelings and a little saucy humor.  Oh, it's going to be good.  I also promise there will be a fair amount of grammatical errors so if you are into the sport of pointing out others flaws, this is DEFINITELY the blog for you.  Similarly to A Song of Ice and Fire, winter is (finally) coming to Arizona.  It rained today!  I needed a hoodie!  Strange indeed.

So as the semester draws to a close (last final on Tuesday) I am hoping to have a fair amount of time on my hands to paint, explore my mind, better my person, and start the series Doctor Who.  To my sweet sister Catherine, I am broke so that is your birthday present.  Sorry.

Since I am probably the most scatterbrained and addled person I know...here is a list of things I hope to accomplish during the break.  Your job is to hold me accountable.  Please help, you don't know how much I need it.

1) Watch Doctor Who - I have seen a few episodes and I really can't wait!

2) Complete a small series of paintings - I'm thinking a few miniature abstracts.

3) Paint an art nouveau piece - This is a personal painting for my own apartment, you can't have it.  Unless you have money....then we'll talk.

4) Clean my apartment - It's bad.

Well, that should be enough to make me feel like a productive human being for a couple weeks!  Any suggestions?  For all of those reading, have a great weekend and take luck!

Lack of Blogging?

Yeah....sorry about that guys.
I have had quite the year and this last month was the cherry on top.  And by that I mean this year has kind of sucked with a bunch of good things thrown in but I was dealt the final emotional blow and I have just been watching lots of movies, reading, and going to work.  Work takes what little effort I have left in my system.

To start of the story of my year the picture above is of me and my good friend Will going to my Senior Winter Formal.  We have been friends from junior high up to college through likes and shyness, break-ups and new interests, becoming an artist and joining the Marines.  I met Will when we were both in 8th grade and I liked his skinny butt from the start.  He had these really intense green eyes and he was a total dork, but so was I.  Will passed away in January from a motorcycle accident that left him in a coma for four days.  He hit a car that made a left-hand turn in front of him when Will had the right-of-way; he went into a controlled slide but he was too close to the car and there was nothing he could do.  This is just the first of many hard events this past year.  I miss Will every day, he was one of those guys you just had to love.  Will told me the day after the dance that he was sorry he forgot to tell me how pretty I looked but that I had been a green-eyed goddess in my dress.  He was always painfully shy and we were also just friends at the time, I was surprised he mustered the courage just to type that on AIM.

I just wanted to say I fully intend of continuing this blog and will be making some artistic progress this next year for the first time in a year and a half I'd say.  I have had a few breakthroughs but most of my pieces have been weak this entire year.  But oh man, 2012 you are going to be MY year.  Even if you end with a bang (the world ending and all) you will  be the best year of my life to date.  I won't settle for anything less.

To everyone out there I wish a great upcoming week!

Coffee In My System

Oh that coffee feels good.
Off to school, but I felt I should write a little blurb.  The opening reception for the show I am in is tomorrow, very excited to see my work with all the other pieces!
Today is cloudy, so my mood is great.
I am working in the fitting room tonight so that means I won't have to worry about the zone as much as sales floor, and I also shouldn't be training people.  That's a plus.
Have I mentioned the coffee?
It's good.

Your Patronizing Tone Is Aggravating So Stop It

Please, for the love of all good things, do not belittle the person answering the phone of your frequented retailer.  At my job I often work as operator as well as doing a plethora of other jobs at the same time.  Today I had two obnoxious guests whose immediate impatience and pointed questions told me one thing, "We know you are an idiot, let me talk to someone who get's paid more than minimum wage."  

One guest got herself in a tizzy when I had her repeat what she had said, she proceeded to spell it out for me letter by letter.  I am sorry that your inane babble is unintelligible;  don't force your stupidity on me.  The other guest got worked up when he asked if he could speak to a manager about finding something in our store and I said I would help him.  The sad man couldn't realize that the managers at our store don't know the layout and contents quite as well as the sales floor members.  

It's a tick of mine, but I hate when people assume they are dealing with an idiot because they are at a retail store.  Contrary to the popular belief I am well read, witty (usually), and working at this place because art isn't a field that's easy to get into right away.  Also, I control the phones!  Next time I am transferring you to all the wrong people before I forget your line and drop your call.  

So please, be nice to the voice on the other end of the phone.  Just because they say, "We are out of [item you are sure they had]" doesn't mean they are dolts who don't know a thing.  Maybe it means that store, contrary to your belief, just doesn't carry what you want.  

Sorry for the rant, I'm a wee bit tired and apparently still wound up about it.  I am sure you are all polite people who are kind to retail workers, waiters, and the like .  Thanks for reading!

November At Last!

It is finally beginning to get a little chilly.  This means that I can carry around a sweater and not look crazy.  This is important because my evening class on Wednesdays in in the basement which is extremely cold and it's hard to concentrate in that room.  I also have at least 20 scarves (more than any woman in Arizona should own) and I have been looking at more scarves at work and I really just need weather below 60° as an outlet for my obvious mental issues involving scarves and hot Pumpkin Spice lattes.
So I got into a show at school, I just submitted one painting (actually, the one below) and I probably could have submitted more, but that's all right.  I just can't wait until this semester is over and I can just work like a fiend at Christmas time, get some extra cash, and set off for a mini road trip.
Halloween was interesting, was if for everyone else?  Best costume ever goes to...................two guys on Mill who were dress as Carl and Russel from Pixar's Up.  They had balloons.
Well that's all I have for today, but I hope to write more soon.   If you want more of me or more art go to the Art Fortune blog!  Enjoy the weather, wherever you are.

Red

It's my favorite color.  I love how much it can represent: love, death, passion, hatred, fire, rage, heat, blood, lipstick.  Alright, so I know there are other shades of lipstick but who are we kidding?  Red is simply the best and I look good in it. 

I fell in love with the versatility of red, it's ability to melt into flesh tones and spark on the canvas of an abstract painting.  Perhaps I was entranced after my affair with blue fizzled out.  Blue was my favorite color from second grade (a very conscious decision that as a girl I did not like pink) until the end of high school when I came to the realization that blue had been replaced.  It was like waking up to realize you are in love.  So here is one of many of my love letters to that jewel of a color.  It's about a year old.  I need to paint more often and more importantly, like this again.