Go YABS

Special thanks to Kat & friends for making me feel better at YABS. :-) I'll explain in a later post. It's been a trying day.

Oh Senator Craig

Senator Larry Craig (Idaho) is in a hot mess, when he pleaded guilty to misconduct in an airport bathroom. There are some transcripts here. The plea filed can be found here.

My questions:
Is he trying to put the "ho." in Idaho? Will the state be changed to "I'm aho? Why did he plead guilty? Why did his foot or hand reach into the other stall? How can someone work with legislature and not understand he entered guilty in a plea? Is he competent or trying to win some obscure comedy award? Did you enter a guilty plea because you felt naughty? Is this a kinky, slap on the wrists, latest fetish for senators? Are the pages passe this year? What's your stand on gay rights? Sorry, someone was screaming irony in my ears.

My Disdain:
Normally I wouldn't clown someone in a bad situation. We all have dog days. Somehow Craig's statements make his actions worse. What alarms me is that he could not clear this up unless he came 100% clean.

At least there was no meth involved. Thank goodness there was only the appearance of infidelity to deal with. Wife humiliation was at an all time low these days.

If you learn anything from this, Senator Craig, you need to remember that you don't fuck around in a Minneapolis airport. Do your business, no cute shit (really Senator cute shit -reaching for paper-stretching your leg while take a dump), and get out. Don't stare in other men's eyes (or a manzes-if that's the case). You know. ;-) Maybe you don't.

Let's take him with some face value. Ok, you're not gay Senator Craig. Are you a MSM? They don't think they're gay either. Hey the hand was caught, but not in the "cookie" jar. Let's hope your family can handle the stress and trails, because they can use some relief.

For those not in the loop this is a parody, and not a news program. I felt like letting loose with some silliness.

The Sweet Escape

Decided I needed to add something to the parent blog. A brother needs to keep his game going or watch it fail. Checking out some of the songs by Gwen Stefani's CD, the Sweet Escape. I was late to this one. The music is a mix of kinetic and 80's-ish style songs. Clearly this music was made for a party, and is cool. Pandora.com has a great music selection that let's you listen to a variety songs.

This Is Why I Rock

Contemporary Art--Final Grade: A

Oh Yeah!

This gives me an afterglow. I need a smoke, and to bask in the success. My ambitious late night paper writing was so worth the struggle. I was so worried about the citation. BTW I rocked my presentation. I knew I could, with the right amount of research and TLC.

Next class will be, intro to writing for stage and screen (preliminary course). Lets see if a brother can turn this class out, because if he can't, he wasn't trying. If a brother ain't trying, then he needs to get out of the game. Let me let you know, I want my master's degree. I'm gonna have it, so you may expect my resume to have MFA in my education slot loud and proud.
Let me add that personal victories are so sweet. Sweeter than wine. More intoxicating than the buzz wine gives. Richer than the ripest grapes pluck from the great vines. Personal victories makes all the struggle and worrying worth going through. Imagine how deflating it is to commit to something, and watch it slip through your hands. That's a bitter pill to swallow.

Ok This Was Worth a Few Grins and Giggles

Your Brain is 87% Female, 13% Male

You have the brain of a girly girl Which isn't a bad thing at all You're emphatetic, caring, and in tune with emotions. You're a good friend and give great advice.

What Gender Is Your Brain?

I Need To Have Some Great Laughs

Do you know what makes me laugh. Making other people laugh. How do I do this? I write things, little scripts and get people to laugh. That gets me laughing all the time. Expect me to get in touch with my inner idiot soon. I wanna feel the humor all up in my chest, where you think you can't laugh anymore, and then you get that next wave of funny. Oh my God, it hurts, but it's cool because sometimes we could all uses a moment where we aren't thinking about our jobs/woes. Really.

Grades

On pins and needles for grades, only 2 find they were not posted today. :-(

How could my college tease me so? I will have to go back to pins and needles.

Drawings

couple more pieces

Indulging After Finals

Ben & Jerry's Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough. Very indulgent. Ribs for dinner with a spicy honey BBQ sauce. Broccoli and wild rice on the side. Steaks are marinating in the fridge for later in the week.

Don't Apologize

The other day I apologized for discussing something because I thought it was too shocking for a presentation. I realized later that I was really being over sensitive, and trying to second guess my audience. Please note, that you can't create like this. If people are disturbed, then it sucks for them, but often when I write or present, my goal is not to offends. It's just too limiting to second guess peeps.

My Favorite Kappa Mikey Scene

Finals: I Need More Than A Latte

Class is done. I stayed up all night siting my paper in Chicago style, and capping off my presentation. I may have three hours of sleep. I want more than a latte. I think I want the java chip tonight. I need to get a haircut too. It ain't happening today. Of course I am nervous if I did the citation proper, or enough. :-( If I didn't worry then i think I would have a problem, as worrying usually means I have put more time and care into a project.

Exodus

I am leaving a part of me behind and looking forward to change. It's me putting myself first, and working on ways to be happier. I have some pastel paper, and my pastels. I am so gonna rock some new images soon, and do my best to get them into galleries. Yes, I am multitasking, but I want to be happy, and drawing makes me happy. So it is a goodbye to what I thought I knew as my limitations. This is my exodus, but not from Eden, but from the old ways that constrained me.

My Meltdown

I was having a bit of my own meltdown when I found out my MFA program, Contemporary Writing was phased out for a new program called "Professional Writing." Contemporary has only been around for a year, and I was ready to get into my classes. Well, I didn't know what the complete changes were, and unfortunately, since the change recently happened, not too many details were finalized. "Meltdown" seems as tame as to what I felt.

I did some calling and emailing. I even thought about changing my major so I don’t have to deal with the chaos that was wrought to me. I ignored my instinct to stay were I am, and not worry. Realistically, I don’t have to change. The equivalents of certain programs would be offered, and I could take those.

As to why I ignored my own judgment. Well, s bit of my confidence was eroded. I was proud I belonged to a program I am so willing to back. Peeps were telling me, "Stacy, you could get into speech writing, work for campaigns. Maybe you could get into scriptwriting, and create TV shows." You just got to love growing potential and interest in your chosen area of studying. I could feel my budding career slipping away from me.

Let me let you know that I put out a spectacular portfolio to get into the contemporary writing program. My portfolio was a mix of fiction and non-fiction pieces I worked on. I only needed twenty pages; I gave twenty-nine (with a max of thirty).

My acceptance into the MFA program is conditional, and I need to complete three preliminary courses before I can be full accepted into the program. I have two literature classes & one scriptwriting course at the undergrad level to take and pass with a “b.” Well, I can handle this. It’s not that deep of a challenge, and if I look at this from the standpoint that I have taken lit classes before (they didn’t transfer, which is too bad)., and I have a chance to have some refresher material, then I shall be fine.

Mystery Men

The "Mystery Men" was done around the same time. I rather love these images. I never looked back at them, and called them mystery men because That's who they are to me. Like shadows or ghosts. beings we cannot take full hold of, yet they are in our lives. Evolution is strong because it was the first. It's twin, which I did mixed media on, is somewhere in my collection. I need to find and take it's picture so you can see it. Clearly my adventures in monotypes was taking shape. I love the rich blacks I created.

A woodblock, I call "The Movement," will be shown at a later date, but had I not done the "Mystery Series," I would not have made room for the "Movement."

Evolotion Is It's Name

Evolution is the name of this monotype. It came to me, along with a set of "mystery figures" while trying to work out a theme. My printmaking skills are limited, and in hindsight I wish I did more to develop them, but I love the expressive qualities of the prints I did. You'll be seeing more, shortly.

One Good Reason…

Can anyone give me one good reason I am still not picking up my pastels or charcoal and working my passions out on Mi Tiens drawing paper?

Some things are lost to me, and yet here presents a moment to reflect on what I do have.

Look at this art. I am in awe. I suppose a divorce between me and the art has happened. I can look at my art and for better or worse and know I can go higher.

What can I say, in retrospect, and looking at my work, I see something I like in the work. There’s a sense of energy and passion so strong, and unyielding to others. I never made art to represent anyone. I needed a release, and the opportunity to set my energy free.

Finals

Reading articles, books, taking pictures, making scans, writing theory on the representation of masculinity in art. I am eating, sleeping, breathing this paper, and I have to say it's been exhausting. Let's not forget it must be cited in Chicago style format, and MLA style is not what I can use.

More Kappa Mikey Goodness

Adventure, Drama, Pain, Fun

The words of my post title don't normally go together, however I feel strongly that they did yesterday and today. Yesterday my sinuses went for a hostile takeover of my face. I could feel the pressure they put on me, as the day went on.

I had to get up early for some mandatory benefits meeting. After the night shift, all I wanted to do is sleep, and then i felt that pressure on my jaw, like a jackhammer. I had to run my errands, and that was on the uncomfortable side. Spent too much money in the grocery story, and now I am pissed, yet I know I should be able to make dinner for the foreseeable future.

I need to have my car checked. My Mom asked me how many miles I had on it, I said around 65,000. She was like she was positive I had more than that (the car's a 2001, and I had it since 2002). Needless to say I don't go too many places. if I trade it in, I hope the low milage will be a plus.

Need to go away and write my paper that I should have done sooner, but when you feel beat, what do you do.

P.S. My friend Earlene got married today. I went to the wedding, and had a good time, danced and ate. I'm happy my friend is happy.

More LOLCATS

I love this Pix.--It Brought My Spirits Up

Would You See This Biopic

P. Diddy wants to produce a biopic of the late Notorious B.I.G. Would you go see it when its done?

Amused for All the Wrong Reasons

Foxy Brown's busting people in the head with her Blackberry? Watch out Naomi, somebody's on your turf.

Let's hope Brown learns to mellow out. Save that drama for the CD's. When the Ill Na Na is bustin people with BB, y'all betta watch out, or she's bust a call in your ass.

Erotic Super Heroes

Because I teased Aggie one day about creating erotic themed super heroes, my mind has run upon this idea and formulated a concept. I swear I am machine with creative concepts. Well, this goes on the back burner, but I need to write out the notes for the concept. It's funny and sexy.

The Writing Fool I Am

Scribbled more notes for my final paper. I am pleased I am thinking more of what I want to say. I failed to read a few of the articles I printed, however, I think that I will do this over the full week-end I have instead of the one day. I have done my LAST day of OT last week. the whole quarter was OT. I wore myself thin. Working six days a week? OT has not been as good as I would have liked it to be. :-(

The paper is on the representation of masculinity in contemporary art. This was harder than I thought, and my initial paper was on the human figure in contemporary art. I wanted a challenge, more so than the female figure, which is always discussed, and wondered if I a writer, artist, and man could look at the role of masculinity, and see what I offered to the medium, and discuss the works of other artists.

Interestingly, female artists creating representatives of men, are mainly photographers. I found there were a lot more female photographers, and more male painters. I will also be showing several pieces of my own artwork to discuss my own interpretations of masculinity. I need to put the presentation and the paper together by this weekend so I can edit it proper.

Murder Your Darlings

Special thanks to Sarah, for her help. I needed an objective voice concerning a script I wrote. Sarah came through, and gave me some serious pointers and story issues to work the kinds on out. This requires me to murder my darlings, so to speak. I have to make some changes that will help the story become clear to the artist, and to the reader. It's hard work, but I can get this script completed proper. Its hard work.

My Lesson From Long, Long Ago

One summer night, I took a nice hot bath. I was so relaxed when I got out of the tub. I felt so good. I dried off, and went to bed. Woke up the next day feeling good. Went to work the next day, and all was fine until I smelled some funk. I was like, "damn, who's all stink at work?" Well I was the funky one. In all my relaxing I did not put on any deodorant. A simple car ride to work in the hot sun made me stinky. I ruined my good bath. Nonetheless Inside the building was freezing so I wore my fleece all afternoon.

The moral of my story: Take a shower and don't relax.

House Cleaning

I have a sink full of dirty dishes to manage. I wish my little apartment had a dishwasher. :-(

More Kappa Mikey Silliness

Writing...

Well, began a little more writing on my final paper in contemporary art. I have a feeling this paper will keep me up until three for a couple of days, which won't be so bad. I need to check my syllabus to check the dates proper. I will scream bloody murder if its due sooner than I think. :-(

Began having ideas, and implementing them on a few scripts I was working on. One of them was a short story I thought to expand into a mini series. Why? Well I have more to write with these characters. What was six pages is now nine. Likewise I have the impulse to write more on other stories I abandoned and have since reclaimed. I tell you, I am so unorthodox in my method. Still, when I get to it, I work it. I can't slow the flow down.

I have a few ideas I may handwrite tonight, if I don't get to my 'puter. I'm feeling that giving to the writing.

Gotta Work On Me

I'm feeling mellow, and I am looking to make an active change in my life. Sadly, sometimes I feel like I have not taken enough control of my life to maintain my status quo. Needless to say the time to get off my duff and get shit done is now, not an hour later, not when I get home, but now, as I write this entry. I want to be free of all the bull shit and make positive choices with positive results, and yield greater slices of the pie. This is not for gluttony's sake, but I'd like to be able to do more than get by. My mind has such a ghetto to it. I feel like sometime I move too slow, when I could be that tiger making that leap.

The questions remain:

• What do I, Stacy R. Haynes want out of life and for my life?
• How will I achieve my goals?
• Where do I want to be now, and in the future?
• Just how do I define myself, and how do I want to be perceived by myself and others?
• Why do i think I can't have fun and be serious?

I can be all that I dream of, but I have to want it. Ain't nobody's gonna take control for me, so I have to get in there and strike while the iron's in the fire. There is no turning back.

Not For Nothing

...But I told myself to stop sweating small stuff. This needs to be my mantra, which I failed at a few days ago. Let me explain. I got a traffic ticket (speeding--who knew), and I paid it-late. Well the letter went to the address on my driver's liscence, which is back home in Charleston. My mom calls me and tells me the DMV sent a letter. I told her to send it to me, and she becomes angst-ridden, in what can only be an attempt to make me crazy. I'm like Mom, chill, I paid it, but does she listen? Noooo. "Stacy, blah, blah, blah."

Anywhoo she goes on and on, and quite frankly I was spent. I was like, Mom calm down. I have the receipt for the ticket. That wasn't good enough. She called me back after I got off the phone with her to tell me not to speed. I laughed, becuase she was like doing that irritating Mom thing, like when she says don't forget to season your food. Mom, really? Forget to season my food? I laugh at myself sometimes. It's all small stuff.

Kappy Mikey clip (animation)

This Is Me Today

I am simply writing and trying to rest. Decided to listen to some music. Some mixed CD's are worth my time! :-) A mix of R&B slow jams (old school), and some contemporary R&B jams. Y'all, when is Toni Braxton gonna put out some more music?

Not feeling like much. May order pizza for dinner. it's too damn hot outside. I opened my door, and closed it right back. All that heat ain't called for. LOL A brother already got a tan. he don't need a tan on top of tan. Yet my legs are like light brown. I can't wear shorts to work, and they can't stand the heat. It's not a farmers tan, lol, but still, they are without sun. :-(

My Cyborg Name

Get Your Cyborg Name

MultiTasking...

I have to go through several artists portfolios to find the right one for the project. I have gotten so many responses, I had to break them down and take it one step at a time. I see some very talented people, and its a shame I can't get them all, but I gotta keep myself on current. Find a single artist to work with on my latest project. I am sure I will find the artist worth my time. It doesn't happen overnight.

This Is Funny

61 year old man has his allowance taken away. He's been naughty. LOLOL Read it for yourselves.

My Art IX

Here is a portion of one of my walls that I filled with my drawings. Several of them should look familiar to you. This is my drawing section. The drawings are done in Conte Crayon or pastel. There are a few watercolors, and some mixed media images.

I hope to take more pictures, so you can see the full wall. For this photo, I trimmed the images size and adjusted the levels and colors in photoshop. No filters or other effects are applies.

The Phantom Menance

I remember telling myself to not buy the Phantom Menace when it comes out on DVD. I had forgotten why I did that. It's playing on HBO and now I remember why I hated this damn movie. How I loathed Jar-Jar Binks. I even hated little Anakin Skywalker. Darth Maul was too cool to live past this movie, as was Qui Gon Jin (name still sounds like a fancy drink). What was with those aliens who sounded Asian (or had fake Asian-esque accents)? Why is R2-D2 there? Nothing seemed fun about the movie.

Tired...

I think I've reached my burn out point. That is to say I have reached a point where I am so tired that I could go home now, get into bed, and fall asleep when my head hits the pillow. That's a rare feat for me, but I think its doable tonight.

I have been working six days a week, and I really ready to pull back on that. No matter how much the "team needs" I can't do it, and a friend has a wedding coming up soon. I don't want to look like ragged death at her wedding. Lord, it would look like a zombie made it to the party. Class is going well, but I really need a day to not do anything. No emails, no bill paying, Just a movie or two, that may watch me more than I watch them.

Tomorrow I have to do all my errands, and go to the grocery store, and cook (I am so using the crock pot tomorrow). I wanted to buy a new phone, as its time to upgrade. Tonight I'm so drained and a migraine has come along.

Enough indulging in the pain. I will mellow out for the rest of the night, then close up shop, and I am going HOME to rest.

My Art VIII

This is a triptych I did a while back. For those who have seen previous work, it resides next to the "blue dress," which hangs on my wall. This is oil on gessoed watercolor paper. I did these three at the same time, so the colors match without me trying to mix for the right combo again. LOL I hated when that happened. My professor thought the characters were dancing. I dig the colors a lot. They have an energy that I cannot explain, but they are amazing. I do think all of my drawings and paintings are real personal. They have a way of revealing things without saying it.

ASIDE; Took a trip to two galleries and saw paintings priced $30,000 (let me let you know it didn't look like it was worth $30.00 to me).

My brother said I should be displaying my own works. Michael Tyzack would want me too (he didn't say that, I just miss my professor.

Go Artwork.

I want to thank my friends for their responses to my art. I said this before, and it was that in spite of my skills I was very self-conscious, and afraid to show what I have done. I always received encouragement, and I have a BA in art, and it is a shame I don't do more with my degree, especially when I know I can do more. Here's to me finding the time to do my artwork more.

Oh, I bought a new digital camera, so now I can post more artwork. :-) That so rocks!

Break Out Your Crock Pots

It's almost time to cooks something in the crock pot. I am so feeling some Lima or field peas. OMG when it's good and hot, served with rice, and collards on the side, I have a great meal. I am so ready for a good time with the old crock pot. I haven't used it since last year, and I really want some "just like Momma used to make" feelings with my foods. I promised myself I would hang back from the steaks for a few more meals, so I can enjoy it once again, when the time is right. For that matter, I want to make some gumbo. I know, I know, one big meal at a time. Still I can use a great cooking experience to make me feel good.

Tungry II

Getting tungry again (tired+hungry=tungry keep up with Stacy math). About to go splurge on something to make me feel better food wise. A brother be needing a meal to keep him going. He may just settle for tired, and sleep where his is, and I can't have that.

My Art VII

This set is on my wall, and I love it. Worked on these for a while. There is one back in Charleston that I need to claim so that my home has the right touch.

My Art VI

I did this piece a while ago. I have it on my wall. I love this painting. It reminds me of a time when i had the freedom to paint and develop images. It that respect I am very happy to show my paintings on my blog.