The Rebellion pt I.5: Idea.

Photo credit to Jessica Clough

So I was browsing my facebook newsfeed when I saw that someone from my high school just posted photos of a recent photo shoot she styled and directed (and shot, and most likely did hair and makeup for). First of all, wow, the photos were fun, lovely, and really nicely done. Great job Jessica!

But this one got my eye because I now know, that I want an inner finger tattoo. Something that would peek out when talking, (which would happen often, since I not only am fluent in sign language but gesture with my hands a lot), but not be very conspicuous.

Ever since Tiana mentioned how much she liked Rihanna's tattoos, I've been interested in her inner finger tattoos especially.

Really. Cool. Look up her other tattoos if you want, she's got a bunch and they are all kind of adorable.

So, yeah, I think this will be it. Annie, let's go. It's tattoo time. Well actually in a couple weeks because I need to get paid and stuff...But after that, it's tattoo time. I don't know what of, (again, probably something religious-esque or spiritual) but I am one step closer to finalizing that.

The Rebellion part I: I want one.

A tattoo.

No, I wouldn't get a Lisa Frank unicorn...but it is adorable.

Something simple and linear, like this tie fighter:

But not a tie fighter.

Something graphic and simple would be nice, but with more personal meaning than an angelic coffee cup. Probably something religious.

 I've always wanted a wedding ring tattoo...but...yeah.

This tattoo is a pretty design, but inked in an unexpected yellow! I like that idea...

Back to religious symbolism, the person who owns this tattoo said that she wanted a serious subject (Christ's birth) delivered in a different and happy way. I love this idea. Christmas is everything good and holy to me, so I would say that she had a great idea! (Would not get a tattoo this big though. I want something small. Tiny.)

 I love the idea of sign language being used, but would definitely not do something this modeled.

I love the idea of this being on the inside finger. It is dainty and hidden but a fun surprise!

3 things I love: the fact that these top two are paint brush marks, genius; the tininess of the diamond done in subtle and unexpected pink; and the lack of outline on these gorgeous dia de los muertos skeletons.

And, just for fun, one of the NUMEROUS Harry Potter tattoos that I came across. Fantastic font.

All photos credit to: f...yeahtattoos

Put that in your pipe and smoke it.

Today was what I call a day to "take care of business." (Side note: I hate that song) It was a day to check off my to-do list, and not be lazy in-between check's.

I have junk to take care of in California, that I can't do while I'm in Washington, and I got a ton done today. And, it was probably the worst type of  junk anyone can imagine spending their day doing: renewing my license at the DMV, and paying a fine at the courthouse. The courthouse was easy, but the DMV was more challenging. 

Whoever here dislikes the DMV, raise your hand. Everyone? I thought so.

I had to wait for two hours to get any progress, which sounds horrible, but in the meantime, my grandparents picked me up and took me out to lunch! I came back and waited only about 1/2 an hour until my number was called. Not too shabby. When I was done at the DMV, I met up with my friend Megan and had a lovely conversation with her. Then I came home, dyed Easter eggs, and watched part of Toy Story with my little brother (he's 1 year, 10 months old). Then, me and my step-sister participated in some Tim Tam Slams...

It was just a pleasant day.

I really want to post pictures that I've taken while I'm here, but my uploading capabilities at home are limited. Check back Thursday.

P.S. from C.S. Lewis:

"What does not satisfy when we find it, was not the thing we were desiring." 

away with thee!

School! I banish thee to the nether-regions of Seattle. To the gutters of 3rd and Pine, or better yet, 3rd and Virginia. But still you follow me home. Registration difficulties, emails from teachers, grades! Stop it!

Is it horrible that I seriously do. not. care. about grades this quarter? Yes, it is. But, one thing that the difficulties of this quarter has taught me is that when it comes to choosing a better grade versus personal wellness, I choose personal wellness. 9 times out of 10. (ignoring the whole staying up until 5:30 am thing, that was a fluke). But honestly, I am just the type that sees more value in drinking a cup of calm tea before bed than spending those 10 minutes erasing pencil marks. And this quarter has been nothing short of hellish, I really don't expect very good grades at all. So why stress over it? What's done is done, and considering my state of mine, I've fared quite well, thank you very much.

That said, I really do hope to get a good schedule going for Spring quarter. And I hope to come back with a vengance. Take that, art department. Boo yeah.

In other news, I LOVE TARGET. I have gone to two different Target stores in the past two days, and it has been heavenly. The Targets in Seattle, I swear, are SUCKY. And far away. (1 hour by bus, no thanks). This is hard on a girl who relied on Target as her "go to store." I could get anything there. Greeting cards? Target. Cheap, adorable clothes? Target, please. Toiletries and the occasional magazine? Lets go to Target!

So far, I've purchased black tights, a flowery skirt, some glittering nail polish, and a makeup brush.

some comfort.

Today, I went to church with my mom and little brother. I noticed three things about the service that struck me:

The first is that I have never in my memory heard the story of Jesus healing the deaf and mute man. I don't know how this escaped my memory, but I don't remember hearing it. I liked hearing it. It was different. Jesus signed to the man, pointing to heaven and touching his tongue before healing him. Being a person who has grown up involved with the deaf community, this spoke volumes to me.

Secondly, I love the hymn "I Surrender All." I didn't sing it, because I would have cried, but it was beautiful and comforted me.

Last, Romans 8:26-27 fits perfectly for me and my present emotional difficulties. Here is the text:

"In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groans that words cannot express. And he who searches our hearts knows the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for the saints in accordance with God's will."

I have been subjected to so much pain lately, and I sometimes had no words to express my heartache. I did nothing but groan, weep, moan, and cry out. I am happy knowing that as God is healing me, I am finding more words to express myself, and more strength to do so. It is not easy, but knowing that God even hears my most senseless noises is amazing.

spicy almond

This is my current view of the SeaTac airport. If you didn't know, I'm going home for 10 days! Home = California, and I am very proud of the fact that I am not taking a coat with me, because it won't even be necessary! I'm thrilled!

I'm at Tully's (got a $10 gift card from work, boo yeah), and I just finished that bowl of red curry (yes, I packed my own lunch to the airport). Yesterday I went to a get together for my friend Joshua's birthday at Jai Thai in Fremont, so I didn't want to waste my leftovers! It was entirely too spicy though, and that flavor mixed with my Tully's almond latte was not. good. It tasted like alcohol...not in the good way.

So, I love the SeaTac airport. I used to think that SFO was my favorite airport, but I haven't been there in a while, and this one is so much fun. There is art EVERYWHERE. Art by Rauschenberg and Stella and Nevelson! My favorite piece, if you can even call it a piece, is the fact that the water fountains in certain parts of the airport play babbling brook noises when in use. So instead of hearing a dull stream of water hitting stainless steel, it sounds like the most untouched nature is providing you with a sip of filtered water. It is really charming! Even where I sit, I see art. (In the background of my photo you can see some sculpture pieces hanging from the ceiling and nestled in the corner.)

Not to mention that this airport has so many shops. So many. And restaurants. And coffee shops. Flying is so fun. I know it can be an amazing pain, and inconvenience, but it really is an amazing privelege.

oh, fun.

First of all, what is up with Ok Go having all these really silly and interesting music videos? My room mate just showed me their video for This Too Shall Pass. It's really amazing! When I was a kid, I was always so interested in Rube Goldbergs. Basically, they are chain reaction contraptions, or essentially machines, made of everyday objects. Watch this video and you'll see what I mean. It's a good one.


70 Million by Hold Your Horses ! from L'Ogre on Vimeo.

Also, in my attempt to keep this artsy, I found this video on Madame Lamb. The song is 70 Million by Hold Your Horses, and has tons of art history references in it. It's really fun, watch this one too.