We have only been using the two female models (the old runner and the young dancer). Today, though, Tom, a rotund, over-the-hill, man modeled for us with a giant walking stick and a lot of character. He looked like this guy, kind of:
I am so hungry for Lebanese food right now. I wish falafel and tabouleh would magically apparate (yes I just used a harry potter verb) into my living room. Specifically, I would eat this first:
This summer from May 22nd to August 8th, I'll be overnighting as a camp counselor! At Camp Royall in Moncure, NC, a cool outdoor camp for kids, teenagers and adults with Autism, I'll spend my time doing anything from swimming and hiking to singing campfire songs and making arts and crafts. Don't be fooled. It may sound like a lot of fun and games, but it will also be a lot of hard work. I'm so excited, though, and looking forward to the challenge!
Backtracking a bit now. For spring break I went home to MD. Not only did I hear about my wisdom teeth (this post), but I got to spend two nights at College Park with Rachael and friends. I'm practically a regular at UMD's juggling club now and here are the photos (and videos) to prove it!
Went to the dentist today and they gotta come out. They just gotta. It'll probably happen sometime in the summer. But for now I'm just waiting and watching my bottom row shift around while they grow in. My teeth used to be straight, I swear. Anyway, while looking through old photos of my dog, I found one of the funniest things I've seen in a while:
Yep, that's me in a batman costume (boys size large 10-12, actually).
So far I've heard back from four camps: Camp Royall in Moncure, NC...Camp Celo in Burnsville, NC...Camp Taconic in Hinsdale, MA and Camp Barrie in Silver Spring, MD. Interviews to come!
This is from David's textbook (section title: Examining Sociology from a Woman's Standpoint). In approximately 5 seconds you will be aware of the typo:
I'm having trouble with this foreshortening project. I don't seem to have any arms. But I swear, that's exactly what I look like lying down from that angle!
Today I had my phone interview with Jill from Camp Taconic. She seemed to like me and wanted to offer me the job. However, she had no spaces available for general counselor or speciality counselor in the areas of creamics or drawing. She asked me if I had experience with photography and video and I had to tell her that I didn't. But she said that if a space happens to open up she will give me a call.
Afterward, I decided that french toast sounded good for brunch and went to get the ingredients from the grocery store. I decided to use a modified version of this recipe from Alton Brown:
Drawing II today. So far we've been exposed to (or exposed by, depending on how you think of it) two models. One is a trim older woman who I adore. She's always in a good mood and very friendly, talking to the students during break. The other is a woman who is probably a little older than the average Elon student. She's a dancer and when I found this out at the beginning of the year, I thought that she was going to be able to pose in very elegant ways and with the strength of an ox or something. However, she doesn't really seem to know how to model. Not to be mean or anything, but she can't hold her poses for very long and needs inspiration/direction about what types of poses are appropriate. She's probably trying her hardest, though, and that's what matters. I actually haven't had that much of a problem with her until recently.
Recently she started arriving very late to class. My professor likes to start the class right on time with the model (I've walked into class before with the model already posing naked on the podium!). But my professor can't always start class because this model is late. One time she was twenty minutes late until she called to tell us that she was sick and wasn't going to make it. Today, though, she was scheduled to come again and was late (or so we thought) as usual. We're learning how to really exaggerate foreshortening so we started using our own images in the mirror to do this while we waited for her (we put our arms and hands out infront of ourselves so that our hands looked bigger than our heads for an effect like this, this or even this).
As you can probably guess, she never showed up. No phone call, no nothing. She was a no-show. Because of this, my classmates became the models (clothed of course)! Four of my classmates got to take a nap while laying down in the center of the class on a podium covered with eggshell foam padding. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't jealous. My class is from 1 - 4 p.m. and this is prime nap-time. It's really hard to sit still and draw for three hours and sometimes all I want to do is take a nap (I've often fantasied about switching places with the models). There is a nice heater that my professor points at the models so that they don't get cold, so it wouldn't be that bad.
In other news, Stephanie has been cooking a lot and tonight she made a delicious meal of Salmon with brown sugar, yellow rice, salad and herb bread. It was yummy!
Oh, and it was good for snow angels, too. Like every child, we (Alexa, Amanda, Kimberly and Me) had lots of trouble getting our bodies out of the snow angels without messing up their little snow skirts. This one is Kim's snow angel. I actually kind of like the spot where her feet were and I especially like the part where her hat fell off:
And, of course, no snow-day is complete without a snowman! Amanda and I declared the snowman our first biological son (since we literally made him). For those that can't tell, his eyes are made from some breed of yellow flower that was able to survive negative temperatures and beds of snow. His nose and mouth are the stems from said flower. And his arms (don't poke fun!) are sticks that had already fallen off of trees (this being the reason they are not hand-picked, matching limbs):
In other news, I just got back from my honors thesis meeting with Mike. I told him what I had been doing for the past couple of weeks. Basically, I have a lot of good ideas and am having trouble narrowing them down. I know, though, that I want my thesis to communicate ideas about the hybridity of human identity (It's something that everyone can relate to, I think). So there...chew on that very broad piece of, er, idea!
The world's oldest known rocks are found near the Great Slave and Great Bear lakes in Canada. The rocks, which include granite, are around 4.03 billion years old.
Probably the earliest seismoscope was invented by the Chinese philosopher Chang Heng in A.D. 132. This was a large urn on the outside of which were eight dragon heads facing the eight principal directions of the compass. Below each dragon head was a toad with its mouth opened toward the dragon. When an earthquake occurred, one or more of the eight dragon-mouths would release a ball into the open mouth of the toad sitting below. The direction of the shaking determined which of the dragons released its ball. The instrument is reported to have detected an earthquake 400 miles away that was not felt at the location of the seismoscope. The inside of the seismoscope is unknown: most speculations assume that the motion of some kind of pendulum would activate the dragons.
