Something Blue

‘Tis the season of Fall weddings and various celebrations abound.
That has nothing to do with what I made. I guess since what I made is predominantly blue….well, I’ve never claimed my mind to be a one tracked kind of place.
It’s been a while, but recently I’ve been inspired to do work that I am interested in or excited about. Don’t miss understand, I love my job teaching, but, at the end of the day, I miss working on my own ideas. Trying to guide between 25-32 students to find their creative voice and to be successful in their work is tiring to say the least. By the end of the day, I really just want to sit down, stare at a wall, and hope my cat doesn’t try to smother me.


She’s tried before….

The last few weeks have been pretty great though, despite the constant frustration of feeling like you are doing your best, trying to do the right thing, and it just not working out.

Why can’t it just work out?!

Finally, after much thought, I’ve decided to try and make myself follow the advice of the amazing Jim Foose (Robert Foose to those who want to look up this amazing artist, teacher, and friend of mine) and treat my art making as a job. A job where I set my hours and expectations, but a job none the less. So, looking in my box of shirts I’ve planned on using as parts of mixed media pieces, I cut out a printed TARDIS and got to work.

I didn’t plan the composition so much as I just played with the materials. Starting off, I reduced the size of the TARDIS (realizing not everyone may know what the TARDIS is, it’s the Doctor’s mode of transportation in Doctor Who. The acronym stands for Time And Relative Dimension In Space) and cut it apart. I then arranged the pieces slightly apart, adhering them to the canvas with paint. I then just kept layering colors on top. The result thus far is this:
This is a bit further away from the start of the project which looked like….

I like where this is going, but I’m looking to add some text to the background as a final detail.

It’s just nice to be “working” again.

33 Years

I am now embarking on my 33rd year on this great blue marble we call Earth. During that time, I have made friends, lost loved ones, traveled, worked on my education, entered adulthood, been engaged – became unengaged, failed, found success, made a small difference (more good than bad), randomly met Chris Hardwick – yes, he is amazing! and, overall, have had a pretty good run.

This last week celebrating the big 3-3, I have realized that while there are, as always, things I need to work on it is easier to acknowledge that I’m more like how I want to be than not.


Over Thinking My Doctor Who Love

One of my many thought tangents while driving dealt with the idea of multiple universes and how the changing of events in the past would create an alternate present.

Kinda like what DC and Marvel do…a bit like Doctor Who!  Maybe this fascination with the alternate timelines in my head – the possibilities of what could have been, even with what could be – is behind my love of the Doctor Who series?  Or….OR!…it’s by my love of Doctor Who that I am now thinking in more of a wibbly wobbly, timey, whimey kind of way?!

Maybe it’s just time for me to sleep?!

So much in life is dependent on time and place. Yeah, it can be argued that distance can be overcome – and I believe that is true for some – but it really is about being in the right place at the right time. For example, if I didn’t leave Belfry when I did, I wouldn’t have met some of the most important people in my life. If I wasn’t in the engineering program at UK, I wouldn’t have had Calculus with my friend Patrick. If I hadn’t taken an Art class to balance out the engineering, I wouldn’t have become an Art teacher.

It comes downs to “ifs” and that amazes me.

Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about “ifs” that were way beyond my control. This, in turn, has made me wonder what that version of myself would be like on Earth 2….3….where/when ever.

I don’t believe I would have gone to the same college on this alternative world. I would have gone somewhere smaller. I would have been married either before or right after college. He and I would have had a couple of kiddos by now. I think teaching would still be my career – some things just don’t change. Music would be a bigger part of my day and not just something I do on occasion. Life would be very different than what it is now. Not so much better…just different.

Trips to this alternative universe don’t occur often. They are fleeting excursions brought on by long drives and music. Weird, right?!

Music is such a link for me. I associate songs with people and events. Mostly, this is a good thing. Sometimes, it’s a bummer. I mean, when you can’t listen to “A Legal Matter” by the Who because you used it as a joke with your ex-fiancé that is a problem. Songs transport me and when faced with the Mountain Parkway on a dark, rainy, night, I’ll take it.

So, I’ll watch Doctor Who and be transported to worlds where even the Doctor can’t help everyone but every now and then, everybody lives and it is beautiful. I will get lost in the stories, relate to characters, and allow myself the rare occasion to peek at what could have been.

I won’t live in “what if.” I have a wonderful life, full of people I love and moments I would never change. Who would want to give up a night on a farm, star gazing or a night driving from Lexington to Indianapolis? Why would I want to not have a revelation that I can be a better person or that love of all types is precious?!
I wouldn’t and I guess that is my point.

Time and place….decisions made…paths taken….I am a product of all of those infinite calculations.
Earth 2 Staci, she’s so very happy but so am I.

Merry Christmas to you all – May you all be happy with your time and place!

Fandom and Corn Hole – Not As Dirty As It Sounds

To paraphrase Simon Pegg, being a geek is not being afraid to demonstrate your affection for the things you like/love. My car, my scooter, my home, my clothes all demonstrate my affections for the movies/music/books/television/etc that I love!