Wandering in the Dark?

Today in STAC we had an interesting experience with Blindfolds...

To explain what basically happened was that we had half of the people blindfolded (Oh, and we were at the community center!) and the unblinded half would take the blind by the arm and run them across the stage. At first this was scary as all hell. I always felt like I was going to run into someone for sure. I guess, this did really lean in with the idea of trust that we were talking about towards the end of the day. There were those in STAC who I would trust with my life, simply because of how well I know them, but there were some who's name sums up all I really know about them, and this was the part that made it scary. I did not know who was dragging me across the stage, and in not knowing, I realized that my trust extended to "Persons" not the group. The exercise really helped me learn to trust all of those that I did not see, simply because I did not see them. I don't know who took me by the arm, but I do know that not once did I hit into someone, so that helped me. Following that we had to partner up and again blindfolded, people were led and led people around the entire building. Your partner was supposed to be with people that your really did not have experience with. You learned to step up when you heard them step up and to trust that they would let you know before tumbling down the staircase. A good chunk of this was in silence. I was quite nervous too. I'm not the kind of person who just throws my life at just anyone's judgments. Most people who have my complete trust I've known for at least a few years. Most of these people I am just really meeting. In a way it breaks down a lot of barriers for me. It sets me up to rely more on my fellow man and take a little bit off of my shoulders and in the end, it was a bit more relieving than I could have ever imagined.

Jean Arp

Jean Arp was a multi-faceted artist of German and French dissent. His wide range of mediums include that of sculpture, painting, various forms of unconventional medium, and even some poetry. Jean Arp was born during the time of the war between the Prussians (Germany) and the Franks (France) oddly enough. He was born in the Alsace-Lorraine are of Germany, a greatly disputed area. Arp studied at the Strasbourg School of Arts and Crafts for two years. His art has been displayed at the second Blaue Reiter exhibition in the years 1912 and 1913. Soon after, works of his in wood and strings nailed onto a canvas were displayed and was also part of the primer Surrealist Exhibition in the city of Paris.

Rilke-esc

This poem was what I wrote after reading the poem 'Child in a Red'

And from time to time she would wander
Drowning in tendrils of strings
and the barrier she unwillingly pushed
fell back in spite of her

\Fett broke loose below
as if by other intention
and soon enough it was as if
the puppeteer had second guessed
and with her own will
she forgets the strings
and moves of free accord.

Brewginity

Tonight was my first night at the Witch's Brew coffee house. This excursion with two of my closest friends has come to be a night of 'Wow, here's something I won't forget for a long time.'

On the way there we listened to 'Nightmare Revisited' the cover album of all of the music from the Nightmare Before Christmas. We pulled up listening to whatever song was by the Polyphonic Spree, parking about three houses down the side street that the brew was on. As we walked up I could already tell that I was going to like the place. It looked like something directly out of Nightmare. I could not believe my eyes. The place was a rickety old house with overused furniture as the furnishings. Right when I walked in I could smell incense which is great because i burn it in my room all of the time and oh it was like a pleasure to all senses. They were playing a lot of Radiohead first of all, second it smelled amazingly. It felt cozy and creepy, and I don't just mean the aura of the place. Visually it was something out of Tim Burton's fucked up head, and the taste, oh the taste.

We sat down and ordered, both of my friends had coffee, personally, I know it is not customary of a Coffee Shop, but I can't drink coffee or tea, I just hate the stuff, I had Hot Cocoa and a waffle. Yes I know, BLASPHEMY. "Psh, whateva whateva I do waht I waaaawnt." but when we had ordered one friend heads over to the other side of the shop and comes back with YAHTZEE!

Just as the game is getting into full swing we get our orders and oh my gawd, my how chocolate was really frothy and had a pentagram drawn onto the melted whipped cream layer on top. It was so pretty, so I ate my waffle first and took in the scenery. The waffle was sub-par, as it it was cold and hard, but there were colorful lights all over, draped over the mantles and mirrors and metalwork items that decorated the walls. My favorite though, was a bouquet of white roses pinned to a mirror upside down. Which just looked so beyond amazing.

When my waffle was done I didn't want to drink my Cocoa because of how pretty it was so I stared at it until one of my friends made me drink it. First though I had to scoop out the whipped cream because the stuff literally makes me feel sick to my stomach. which totally ruined the pentagram but was beyond worth it when I got a taste of the hot chocolate which redeemed the place for the waffle. It was creamy and chocolately and smooth and oh so wonderful.

Yahtzee went on splendidly as I got a score of 440 which to me was amazing. We asked for our check, left tip and headed out to gt real food, taco bell! Three tacos, two mountain dews, and an argument about destination later, we found ourselves running through Eisenhower park with sticks and acting like the most stupid teenagers you would have ever aspired to see, if your aspirations were to see stupid teens... not saying that those are bad aspirations, just saying you could have done better.

Two fences, eight exposed cheeks and four bad jokes later, and around ten o' five we get back into the car and head out, where one of my friends pops in Radiohead, of course. I look at the ceiling during a driving technoish song and watch the lights, damn that's trippy.

Now home I have realized what has just happened. I had an actual Teenaged night, oh, and I lost my Brewginity.

Donner Party: Hilary Dumplings

Ingredients List:

1 Hillary
5 Live Jellyfish
400 Freshly plucked multicolored bird feathers
1 Bag of flour
20 Pages of Soprano choral music

Instructions:

1. Boil for 30 minutes
2. Drop in 5 live Jellyfish
3. Stir well, slowly adding multicolored feathers.
4. Drain and mash into a fine paste
5. Roll into balls over flour
6. Wrap in Soprano Choral music and leave to dry in stage lights.

Serve warmed with choice of dipping sauce.
Makes 18-20 dumplings

I'd like to take this time to detatch my jaw, and really take a look

My goodness, first blog that's not really for Italian o.o
What to say what to say...
Well first off I'm excited to be in STAC
I am looking forward to a hard working art filled school year.

I'd like to start this off with explaining the title of the post.
First off it fits the title, I'm really taking a look at all of the pictures of my fellow STAC students and picking out the ones that I think are best.
The title is the lyrics of a song by the band Chiodos and I find them almost guiding for me this year.
"If I could just do these things, if I could maybe do these things, Each and every day wouldn't pass the way they so often do, the way they so often do. maybe, just maybe, life would be everything we wanted it to be."
I feel like I CAN do these things this year. This will be my year. I'll show you how to really move.

Anyway.... here are the pictures.

I cannot tell if she is crying from laughter, but if she is I love seeing people laugh like this.

Sheer uncontrollable laughter.

She seems to be so comfortable with laughter

Shes almost looks disturbed by the question

Four words: result of shock value.

She looks like she is tripping on her words because of laughter

She looks embarrassed but happy to be embarrassed

This picture screams THE GOVERNATOR

I like this picture of me because it shows my teeth and that is hard for me to do.

This is probably the best Nina-face I have seen to date.

I like this picture because she looks completely dazed.

The features on her face look minimized.

I like the light that reflects off of his glasses at that angle.

The angle of this shot looks a little off, I just can’t put my finger on it.

After knowing Mairead for a while I love that this picture can exemplify her attitude.

I love this picture simply because of the vein on her neck.

Jesse looks like he is more than ever enjoying himself.

I’ve never really seen Jack with this kind of expression

Matt looks like he is just starting to open up here after hiding a bit

Doug is doing the Jonathan Dorian daydream thing from Scrubs, which I love.

He looks really cocky without it seeming like a big shot.

I can say nothing more than that this is probably one of the funniest Cassie faces I have ever seen

Leah looks like she is pulling at something in her mind to answer and the look tells it

I like that this is the typical Lizy “Wait what?” –laugh-

This is an amusing look of confusion

Becky looks like she is physically demonstrating something amusing.

I like this because it looks like she’s still trying to remain in control while laughing.

Nicole: She looks like she is holding something back and looking away, but not something malevolent

This is just a plain good headshot of her. It makes her look really pretty

Leah: she’s just exploding with laughter and brining me to smile when I see it.