Life Must Be Fantastic

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adjective

1.

conceived or appearing as if conceived by an unrestrained imagination; odd and remarkable; bizarre; grotesque: fantastic rock formations; fantastic designs.
2.

fanciful or capricious, as persons or their ideas or actions: We never know what that fantastic creature will say next.
3.

imaginary or groundless in not being based on reality; foolish or irrational: fantastic fears.
4.

extravagantly fanciful; marvelous.
5.

incredibly great or extreme; exorbitant: to spend fantastic sums of money.
As the spring is slowly emerging, my life is definitely becoming a fantastic journey.
On the 12th of this month, I entered an art contest with 75 other artists with a three hour deadline.  If you told me even three years ago that I would be using my artistic ability, I would not just laugh but get the sense that years of my life were unproductive.  This imagination, this fancy art research, this fancy “get your ideas on paper”…I am at the freaking point of making my life extremely marvelous.
I plan to post the image of my completed art project from my art teacher very soon.
Matthew bought me the finest tablet, pink of course, with his “student” discount.  I pretty much use the tablet with my fingers—like the movie Minority Report with my boyfriend Tom Cruise.  I have NEVER EVER had someone buy a present like this for me!  I am very blessed and lucky to have a partner that gives me exactly dream about!  I saw this tablet at Best Buy, I ran over to it and said these exact words “This will be mine!”  He must have seen the twinkles in my eyes!
So out of the blue, he asks me to check something on his computer…we share things all the time on the internet.  I sat down and almost fainted when he asked me if this was what I wanted.  My heart started to race and drool was dripping off the sides of my mouth (not really but was feeling like a lucky dog).  Even more, we went to amazon and bought this amazing bright pink case for it.
How did this happen to me?  How do I recover from a “coma” lifestyle?  Why did my brain shut off my greatest gift of all for 15 years?
It is a miracle.  A real driven miracle.  My brain functions and now I am free.

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April 12 is the big day with other sweating artists…my spirit is high and I’m riding on a test of my creative nature.  Never did a contest as an adult so I am depending on anyone to comment on what art work you really like or hate.  Countdown begins.  Yikes!

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Time to Get Outrageous

Definition in Webster Dictionary for Outrageous

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a : exceeding the limits of what is usual
b : not conventional or matter-of-fact : FANTASTIC
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: VIOLENT, UNRESTRAINED
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a : going beyond all standards of what is right or decent
b : deficient in propriety or good taste

Hmmm…let’s ponder that for a moment. Outrageous.

All humans must fit into a few of these vocabulary definitions once in a lifetime. Do you? Do you exceed, restrain and go beyond right and decent?

Xyz…yes I can conclude indeed. Of course there is a gradient and severity. Life is so much fun if you can get to the point of switching to the “yes I can” morality. Saying “I am outrageous” might scare your friends or perhaps switch to friends that a bit on a going beyond of what your everyday life is like.

So my conclusion is this:
Daily mental diets physically writing down your “ten goals at the moment” and make a schedule.
Reviewing your current unhappiness and why.
Viewing a set of people that look like they are having fun and know each other well.
We live “x” amount of time and there is plenty of time to get things done before the whole soul lifts up situation.

Take care and comment if you agree or disagree. Tah tah for now.

Cheery Cherry Day

dog Excited to do new projects…today I did a bit of a study on cherries.  I did most of my abstract images while listening to the “movie soundtrack” station on my Play Station.  I just enjoy no words really.  Makes me draw out emotion by listening—plus no ads to bug me.  Take care and hope you like my addiction to drawing new things!  Tah tah.

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Look Hard with your Brain

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Gosh my desk is a plethora of items. 

“I know it is a big clutter but I know where everything is!”

  1. Big scientific calculator that I forgot what the top buttons are for
  2. A very good quality computer camera (only did the skype thing twice)
  3. Last but not least is a stuffed monkey with a t-shirt says I heart my geek

OH no I am a cheater when it comes to my straight up math skills or how I used to calculate findings while studying 5 years of Biology labs (why oh why on the metric system America of the United States).  The honest truth here:

I didn’t pass the math test for college and they made me take my entire high school chunk in one quarter.  Weep weep.  I skipped other classes for my Advanced Placement scores but that damn math, mostly geometry and algebra shiznit.

  God I LOVE to talk but only to certain people at certain times.  I did genes for high maintenance behavior on the neck up which can sometimes stops my mood for a real chat exchange.  I prefer to write or to giggle my butt off with my girlfriends or my sis in the whole face to face thang.

It’s just a label that my man is a computer nerd and I find intelligence to be a significant trait in him.  He is also a bit shy and an introvert.  Almost nine years and he hasn’t changed a bit.  He studied like some impossible bachelor and master degrees in Physics.  Now chu chu is almost done with an AA degree in Computer Science-Network Security and working at a help desk IT man on the weekends.

“I am not afraid to admit things that are true in my brain.  Responding to my love or hate subjects is up to you”.

Lace-like Butterflys

Blah, blah and blah.  “Why a lame butterfly girl?”

“Get out of my head you beautiful creatures.  I must create them.”

As a motivated artist, I sometimes think of ideas in the weirdest places, my most wonderful ideas occur right before I lay down for my daily nap time.  I have a strong urge to start an art project done before I forget it.

In some ways, it is like an attic that is there with all the tools and I can turn on the light to play with them.  I’m getting to notice that taking drawing lessons and plowing through art books is paying off.

My college education did teach me art theory and I was assigned to very challenging assignments.  The problem then and still have now is that I never had a formal instruction period.  Like throw me in the freakin’ cold water and try to swim ashore.  People in my classes did break down in tears because they couldn’t or wouldn’t like constructive criticism.

Grading art is so freakin’ weird and it took me years to try to change to make the instructor and other students happy.  Reaching my “attic” moments, I had insomnia and would do most art work in the beautiful silence of the 3:00 a.m. wake session.  To tell you the truth, I like being alone and not to show other people my art work.  The judgment makes me tremble thinking about it.

Here is a butterfly I drew in about an hour.  My aunt wanted me to color it so I made three copies for her to enjoy.  Replying with a comment would make me smile.

Take care and oceans of love.

 

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Kick Down the Lights, Camera, Action Baby

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Stand here.  Look and speak to the camera.  Pronounce your words.  Explain your artwork to the audience.  Hmmmmm. 

Looks like Heather D. did the impossible dream.  Yep.  TV baby.  TV.

There is a fundraiser event on the local news that is going to take place for the next two weeks.  Creative 360, a local gallery and school for artists, was looking for someone to present their work and explain why the classes helped them in the series of “Express Yourself Art Shop” lessons.  Being the art nerd I am, I was able to collect all my art work from my 2-dimentual and Acrylics classes.  In addition, I brought my own personal collection of work I have done in the past three months or so.

For fun, I took a few pics of all the art projects I have been working on.  Actually there are piles but I know where everything is (not a hoarder, please don’t label as the such).  I selected about 20 or so to show the director.  Little did I know that they were going to put these art sketches on the wall behind us.  I thought I was just bringing them to just show the director my type of work. 

Pretty much went picture by picture of what the image is and what my theory was behind it.  That is the fun point in my brain.  Most try to guess what my art means, but when I spit out my “truth”, they look at me like I am crazy.  Oh well.  I’m crazy.

The interview was only like 15-20 minutes long.  I was able to introduce myself and talk about how the classes were challenging and awarding at the same time.

Stars in my eyes.   Hmmm.  Maybe someone in Midland will stop me in the street and want my autograph.  Now that would be EPIC.

 

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Naked Lady Head Logo & More

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Does this woman  with no hair scare you?  Hmmm…I just did my logo right by her naked head to scare you and show interest at the same time.

See I am an elite-ess Graphic Designer and I feel like I can almost use any visual image for my use.  Whooo-ha ha ha!  If I end up in prison, I promise to have a secret blog society with letters to my sister.  Thanks sis!  Keep all that on the down low yo.  Send me some watermelon gum and a sketch pad if you do see me behind bars.  I am sure those would be considered as “luxury” items but what is a locked up girl supposed to do?

I formally apologize for my blog behavior.  Getting in a more “blog” girl mood again.  Just did the view of the o’ resume and calculated that I have been an artist for almost 15 years!!  My rebirth is almost hitting the year and a half mark.  Just recently, I had a two day turnaround on five art projects for fundraisers.  With that tight of a two deadlines, my instant like burst in my brain took me to another level.  One I learned about on a Monday that it was needed by Wednesday (I volunteered also to do two pieces??!! Crack attack for real!).  The other three art projects I did totally know about the deadline and procrastinated real bad.  In the middle of church, I started to draw two of them out (sorry) that went along with the pastor’s message.

The name of my three pieces is Vanilla Popsicle, Bubble Love and Eyesite.  I will post them now and feel free to comment if you love or hate it.  Constructive, not a fork to the eye ball, criticism would be welcomed.

Well I must hug you tight  and say “Tah Tah” until we see each other again.

I Promised I Wouldn’t Cry

Marking this day with a big huge golden foiled stars!!  Messages in my spam folder were actually my first comments from two people that liked my blog site.  mmmmmm…feels like floating on puffy white clouds when I was on laughing gas a few weeks ago.  Maybe if I share the comments, I must push forward and keep my blogs perky and original.

Letter Comment Number 1

I have been surfing online more than three hours today, yet I never found any interesting article like yours. It�s pretty worth enough for me. In my opinion, if all site owners and bloggers made good content as you did, the web will be a lot more useful than ever before. I couldn�t resist commenting.

*Your comment almost made me cry…weep weep.

Thank you oh so much for commenting back about my “interesting” articles and “good” content as useful.  I just started this blog in September and wasn’t sure if my sense of humor or artistic mind would interest anyone until today Jan. 23,2014 when I read your response/commenting.  From the bottom of my pink heart, I appreciate the compliments and now have the confidence to keep doing my blog.  Can you at all share things about you at all?  Just general background would make me smile…like a big smile.  Take care and know I thought about you tonight as I continue my blogging lifestyle.

Tah tah for now.

 

Heather Deogracia

Blogs are whatever we make them. Defining ‘blog’ is a fool’s errand.
Michael Conniff

Comment Number 2

I love your blog.. very nice colors & theme. Did you make this website yourself or did you hire someone to do it for you? Plz answer back as I�m looking to create my own blog and would like to find out where u got this from. thank you

 

Good evening to you…I just got your message because my blog slammed you into the spam folder..wah wah…computer error.  I started my website free at WordPress.com and then paid $18 for my name to be the website.  I didn’t hire anyone but I do have a 10 year experience as a graphic designer so I sorta cheated on the already designed template they gave me.  Free blogging is sooooooooo much fun and this site made it simple.  Keep in touch and let me know how it goes for you.  Tag you are it if you start a new blog!  I want to see what you come up with!  Take care and a big Thank You for commenting back.  Also, please feel free to write back if you have any further problems o.k.

 
Tah tah for now and hopefully I was helpful.

 

Heather Deogracia

 

Blogs are whatever we make them. Defining ‘blog’ is a fool’s errand.

Michael Conniff