A student assessed this painting, and I thought it was very good:There is lots of movement in the picture. He liked to paint scenes of suburban and city life. He also would paint scenes of peasant life done in dark colors. A lot of his work was motivated by the presence of God perceived in all living things. Because of his commitment to God he showed the beauty of God's natural world in his paintings. Some of his paintings showed signs of halos as if there were signs of God's presence. The message he is trying to get across to people is that he believes in God and feels that God has helped him in his work. I liked the painting. I feel he has put a lot of feelings and imagination in the painting. It was good art work.
I found this online.
The idea of going to Laselle got me motivated, so here I am in my swirly chair listening to Nine In The Afternoon (Live) by Panic! At The Disco searching for art related topics while my dear classmates in school are mugging their brains out.
After recess I went to the toilet three times.
The first was to obviously do my business, the second time was to just sit there and stone and the third time I went in and slept while sitting on the bowl.
I'm crazy, I know. But I needed peace and quiet so badly, that I actually fell asleep for what, 3 minutes?!
I prayed so hard and I was sure I was on the brink of tears but I kept telling myself I needed to be strong.
So I made my way slowly with a I-saw-a-ghost expression to the classroom, didn't open the door and sat on the dirty, cement floor moaning and groaning.
Praise the Lord, my form teacher came to the rescue and awesome Nicole got me a wheelchair.
I hopped onto it while 3D was bewildered and tickled at the wheelchair rumbling across to my side of the door, and Nicole and I laughed our way to the General Office, reported that I had menstrual cramp (yeah it came this morning) then went back to class to get my bag, picked up Lynette because she felt so bored during CME, then Miss Low called my Mum, gave me the going-out-of-school-form and sent Nicole and Lynette to push my wheelchair all the way outside to get a cab.
Ha! Say that entire paragraph in one breath, prove it to me and you get chocolate:)
So I got off the cab.. And when I reached the doorstep, I hobbled all the way to my room, put my bag down and put my entire body weight onto the bed. I've missed my bed so much that I whispered to myself, "Jesus I'm home. Home."
Then I took a 5 minute nap and got up to eat sweet potato porridge and fish.
Then I watched advertisements on Discovery Channel Travel And Living and 3 minutes of the HSBC Women's Championship, talked about Laselle to Dad and here I am, telling you everything.
Well, I have second thoughts of making this blog into an Art Blog.
Just you wait. Right now I'm thinking of what I wanna do for the future. I'm gonna get the Live It Loud phone and take lots of pictures with Mommy's camera of anything that involves art, post them here, visit art museums regularly, go to music concerts every month, take the classical/acoustic cum electric guitar seriously, run around the neighbourhood everyday when I'm free, go to the Park regularly to do homework or even sit to draw sketches of anything that's in my mind, get a dog, get a boyfriend, get my first kiss, no more sexual addictions, be the person God made me to be and lastly, glorify Him in everything I do and trust Him that life's gonna be awesome.
I've got so much on my mind.
Oh yes, this morning I sat with Kelvin.
I don't feel as sad today, and I don't wanna be sad either, because it's not worth it.
Angel, I'm not an aunty bulldog and you don't shave HAHAHAH
I think Let The Flames Begin by Paramore really expresses how I felt for the entire time yesterday.
Glad that's over. Today it's Nine In The Afternoon.
Nah that's not true, it's 12.51 PM and I'm off to search for somemore art related topics to help build my genius-to-be-brain.
You know I'm crazy.
Oh, watch My Brilliant Brain on Youtube. It's fascinating, really:)
PS: I might go for Art Camp, if you wanna come along, call me on my HP.
PSS: I might do printmaking soon too. And I wanna go to someone's house and wake up at 2AM to bake cookies, like the time I did 'em at Tessa's with Maxine:)
You make everything worthwhile.
