Showing posts with label Pictures. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pictures. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Dix-Neuf

So I turned nineteen.  On Sunday.  It was a wild party.  I mean, it was fun.  I saw The Spring Standards in Ann Arbor, so that was pretty cool.  Nineteen looks like this.  Except that I was wearing the same dress I wore when I turned eighteen.
Eighteen looked like this.  And this and this and this.
I think these pictures show us a variety of things, like my sheer sex appeal, my tendency to wear bandanas, and my deep vanity.  Being eighteen was a lot of fun.  I went to college.  I passed drafting (GUYS, I PASSED DRAFTING) and made a million and a half squares out of cut paper.  I didn't finish NaNo.  I switched out of Furniture.  I saw the last half of the last Harry Potter movie.  I started a blog (Fifteen-Seventeen!) that I'm really proud of.  I drew a million cubes for Design Drawing.  I started a new (awesome) book.  I acquired a twitter addiction (follow me @froomla) and I got tweeted by...wait for it...@ThisAmerLife!  Let's not talk about how getting tweeted by Ira Glass is a high point of my year.
Thanks for coming along for the ride, guys.  It's been fun.


Thursday, March 1, 2012

Foam









Saturday, February 18, 2012

What I did with my Friday

Guys.  I have Fridays off of school and work and responsibility.  This is not a particularly new development, but today I did things worth talking about.  I woke up relatively early.  I texted my friend, who I'd made plans with earlier in the week.  Plans, still on.  I got my lazy butt out of bed at 9:15 and got myself into the car to pick up a friend of mine for fun! exciting! things!  We went to Wolfgang's for breakfast, which was awesome.  And then, after a quick detour back home to pick up my student ID, we went to the GRAM.
The GRAM is exactly like the DIA, except it's collection isn't as good and it costs a dollar more to get in.  And the building is new, instead of the fairly fantastic mashup of additions of time and space that the DIA consists of.  Today's visit had a Purpose (it's the little flame/that lights a fire under your ass).  We have to write essays.  For Art History.  About Rauschenberg.  He's a big deal, apparently.  And I don't think he's dead.  I should probably find out if he's dead or not before I turn my essay in.  These essays, apparently, are a big deal.  It's hard to express your thoughts in writing.  You should take notes and write an outline and then write your essay and rewrite and edit it.  This is what my professor has said.
How did all of us make it to college without writing an essay?  I mean, I'm speaking for others, maybe.  I've written an essay or two (or a million and a half, hey there APs!)


Really though, I do know how to write.  And not like a total idiot either.  We aim for 45% idiot, 50% normal human being, and 5% strange facial expressions and dinosaur noises.


I mean, I'm Literary.  With a capital L.


I like Instagram, despite all the hipster-who-thinks-they're-a-talented-photographer-stigma.


I had been thinking about taking some different classes next fall, if I can't publish a book and make all my dreams come true stay in school.  Printmaking is very high on the list.  Sculpture.  Industrial Design.  I need to get better at using the computer.  Apparently it has things other than twitter?  Who knew?  


I've heard of a class called "Digital Foundations" which may be something along the lines of what I need.  Also, CAD and Rhino, which do things mystical and unbeknownst to me.  I could take initiative and make these things, um, knownst to me.  Or something.
After the Rauschenberg, we talked for a while about the universe and how it is positively falling apart nearly constantly and also about how I have not read Jane Eyre.  Personal fault, I admit it.
And then I made soup.  Soup!  I should've chopped the onions smaller.
And then I thought that there was going to be this really great speaker at the GRAM, but it actually sucked, so I dragged my roomateboyfriend there for no reason.  Poop.  
And then I doodled.


Also, you should check out Rookie, FYTattoos, and The Mind Experience (this is much cooler if you are me than if you are, like, anyone else in the universe, but bear with me) and you might like them.  Or you might not.  I know that I was wasting time there today, and having fun with it.

My SUPER EXCITING VERY TOP SECRET GREAT AMAZING PROJECT will be revealed VERY SOON.  Dudes.  Be excited.

BUT FIRST, let's talk about something else.  Two different people pointed out my horrible accent to me today.  Maybe it's an upper midwestern thing, maybe it's a me thing, I dunno.  All I know is that, sometimes...



I love all y'all.  G'night.

Saturday, October 8, 2011

Well...

#piecesthatwerefarbetterthantheonethatwonArtPrize


Thick-It, 2011 by Adam Fure

Just sayin'.

Friday, October 7, 2011

It's a landscape.

Made of felt.  On a dress.


I thought it was pretty cool.



Thursday, October 6, 2011

What is this

I don't even...



ArtPrize is good because it brings a lot of art to the city.  A lot of that art is just...plain...bad.

Monday, October 3, 2011

Chapel.

Rock.

I have a picture of the exact time and place.


Of where I belong.  I wanna go back there.  So freaking much.

Monday, July 11, 2011

This is a casino

On Belle Isle.  I was told that no one goes in there anymore, but I saw three people inside.  They were sitting at a table.  I don't know what they were doing.

Monday, July 4, 2011

This is a garden

At Belle Isle.  It's not very well maintained.

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

I'm on a bridge.

Superlegit.

Monday, June 27, 2011

I adore these people

So much.  They're awesome.

Thursday, June 23, 2011

So what if I look like the unabomber?

I was bored and had a camera.  Dangerous combination.

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

I'm not sure

Quite what I was thinking when I drew this.  Whatever.

Monday, June 20, 2011

I like these buildings

They are Canadian.

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Flowers

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Senior Skip Day?

Today was Senior Skip Day.  Also known as the beginning of my five day weekend.  Also known as the day before Chris Colfer's 21st birthday.

 Sigh.  So perfect.
 So adorable.  I love that word, adorable.  Just the way it rolls off the tongue.
 So inspiring.  Sigh.
Senior skip day was so, so awesome.
 Since it was the day of skipping, bunches of friends went out to lunch and I dragged Derek to the DIA.  It was a party.  He judged me for taking myspace shots in the art.
And caring excessively about the sinks.  but really, they're perfect.  They're going in my dream house file.  This is not the first time I've noticed them.
 There was a lion.  It was pretty cool, I guess.
 This guy?  Terribly dapper.
 I like this.  I do not know why.
 You know what this reminds me of?  EAMESICLES.  YES.  LOVE IT.
 It may look like macaroni and cheese, but it is not.  Really.
 This is a piece of my own, entitled "Museum-goer" We actually saw other people, seniors, from our school, at the DIA as well.  It was weird.
 Another stealthy mirror shot. 
 A pimptastic couch.
 And then, I went to Lauren's and watched Glee.
 It was really fun.  Really, really fun.
Just remember, Andy is watching you.

Monday, May 16, 2011

Je voudrais un photo avec ça

I got a new camera for my birthday.  Here are some pictures.
 This is my brother.  He's holding a plant.
 I took this picture.  It's the same thing you find when you look for stock images tagged "Spring", "Summer", or "Grass"
 These are flowers.  They are pink.
 This is a creek.  It has trees near it.
 This is a creek and a person.
And this is the sky.
Clearly, someone is up for a major photography award in the near future.  Get off of my runway, Ansel Adams.