I have been able to get a lot of work done while I am on break. Having no one around is a good way to not be distracted. I've read lots of plays, watched lots of "Lost", lots of movies, played in the ceramic studio, and made more interlaced designs. Hopefully I can get more done before the end of break.
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This is the second layer on this piece. I had to make the colors opaque so I had to use more white then I would have liked, but that's okay because it is a nice base to layer on. Now that the opaque layer is down all I have to do is glaze, so this one might me down soon.
I was finally able to make this one opaque so that the pencil lines are not showing through. Again, I had to use more white, but here I think it works and I don't think that the colors in the rose are going to be changed much. I think I might have also changed my mind about covering it in ants, rather I think that there will only be one ant in between the petals.
Here I added a third layer to the sky and grass and a fourth to the ants. I really enjoy the variation in the shy blue. I have also started to put some texture into the blades of grass which I think is looking nice and am excited to see it progress further.
So, last night there was a game show in the chapel (in which I was chosen I
So today I found yet another wonderful feature of living in Western New York.
Over the last few days we have a warming trend, meaning that the temperatures are no longer freezing but cold none-the-less. The warmer temps has caused all the snow to melt away, leaving the walk ways quite clear, which means that sleek flats can be worn instead of bulky boots. Another feature of the recent weather is the fine mist that has settled around the campus. Walking through the fine mist is a rather enjoyable experience. The cool, wet air has been relaxing and simply lovely, until today. Today I went into class around 2:00 and didn't leave the building until 4:30. When I left the over heated NAB I found that the temperature had taken a dramatic turn into the freezing category. This lead to treacherous conditions on the sidewalks, for the fine mist had accumulated on the ground and froze into a single fine layer of slippery ice. This thin ice is more dangerous then our regular ice because it is invisible to the human eye. Also, it is constant and never ending. The ice covered every square inch of every smooth cement surface of every walk way about campus. And now, to top it all off, the mist has turned into fast falling sleet, creating a large layer of slushy nastiness onto of the horrid ice. Although there is some hope in that I have seen the flashing lights of the plows going past the window.
Ok, so I do, I really do enjoy the snow and even the cold here in Western New York. Generally I even love, yes love the rain, but today all these likes and loves have been turned into loathing because on this day all three of these things have combined to back a slushy, slippery death trap. So over the past few weeks we have had snow off and on, but always leaving little drifts along the sidewalks and against buildings and so on. Looking out the window this morning I thought it was going to be just another cold, grey snow day. So I put on real shoes and a warm scarf and went off to chapel and found the danger that laid outside. There was not fluffy, beautiful snow falling but rather wet freezing rain. All the old snow drifts were slowly becoming wet puddles of very cold slush. We made the made dash to the chapel, enjoyed a sermon from Dr. Bressler, and forgot about the weather outside. We were very rudely reminded of the awful weather as we stepped outside and were pelted with heavy rain. Not just any rain, but the kind of rain where you feel each gigantic drop as it hits the top of you head and rolls down your forehead or the back of you neck. And, of course, there is a line to get inside the campus center as there always is after chapel because no one has enough sense to open up the second door. Well, we had a little time to dry off at lunch before we had to make to dangerous trek to the firehall lot for a much need Jub run. The walk to the firehall lot is not generally that bad, but today I walked with fear down the unsalted, unshoveled slop that goes away for South Hall and towards a metal bridge covered in a mixture of water, ice and slush. To top it all off, my roommate does not own an ice scrapper for her car, instead she uses cds to scrap off her windshield, but I am not skilled at ice scraping with cds so I broke one and froze my fingers all to make it the market to make cookies for the bake-off tomorrow. Now I have to continue to walk all over campus where the sidewalks have been turned into hazard zones where there is half an inch thick layer of melting snow covered over in a thin layer of ice which is made extra slippery by the rain that is currently falling. Oh, why does the art building have to be at the top of a hill?
