there's more than one way to be okay: a music mix for march (3/30/11)

1. Veda Hille, "26 Years"
   • this is, I am / so beautiful and fierce / this is, I am / violence and holy words
2. Allison Crowe, "Skeletons and Spirits"
   • you always think that you are fearless and right, but I think that you are afraid in the night...
3. Andrew Bird, "Heretics"
   • held our breath for too long, 'till we're half sick about it
4. Dido, "Do You Have A Little Time"
   • if you're feeling low and lost today, you're probably doing too much again
5. The National, "Secret Meeting"
   • didn't anybody tell you how to gracefully disappear in a room?
6. Matthew Good Band, "The Boy Who Could Explode"
   • there's more than one way to be okay
7. Our Lady Peace, "Made of Steel"
   • it's not your fault it gets this hard
8. Carbon Leaf, "What About Everything?"
   • holiday quiet on these streets, except for some stubborn leaves that didn't fall with the fall
9. Amy MacDonald, "Spark"
   • don't worry, I'm ok, I'm ok now
10. Catie Curtis, "Falling Silent In the Dark" 
    • and it's so strange to be apart, falling silent in the dark.
11. Catherine Feeny, "Unsteady Ground"
    • you should know by now: there is always something moving under your feet
12. Mary Gauthier, "Our Lady of the Shooting Stars"
    • are you in the briny mist? do seagulls scream your name? 

Individual songs and .zip here.

Sometimes it takes that much. (3/31/11)

 

The promised disaster from yesterday's art class. I was already frustrated and emotional, and that carried over into studio time.
Points made by my art professor I'd do well to remember:

• My job is not accuracy, but believability, emotion, and movement.
• The struggle is an important part of the process.
• Sometimes you have to go outside and jump up and down and scream. "Sometimes it takes that much."

I did, after trying for the better part of 2 hours to ignore my frustration and keep trying, end up leaving the room for 10 minutes and having a quiet crying spell in the bathroom.  Unsurprisingly, when I went back to work, everything fell into place.

but he was wiser than his years, and shed his hooves to meet her there among the reeds

Things I have and intend to post tomorrow (well, today, but in the real morning), when I've slept and feel less awful (a result of the 4 consecutive all-nighters with naps between):

• A March music mix, from the 30th
• A photo of today's (March 31) disaster from art class, with accompanying story.

Things I am posting right now:

The photo was supposed to be of a tree, which may show up in the future, but my art professor surprised me and I jumped away from it. I like it all the same.