Saturday, June 25, 2011

I'm Still Alive

Surprised? Nah. You knew I'd come back... didn't you? *wonders*

Well, I'm pretty sure that both you and me are not in for a long explanation of my weeks (yes, I haven't blogged for weeks. O_O), so I'll summarize.

We went to a Liberian, African's wedding--the daughter of a man we've known for like more than five years. It was in Colorado.

Then, we drove up Mt. Evans. I stood on the very peak of the mountain... and I didn't have altitude sickness (headache, etc) or fear of heights. Well, not quite. I did get altitude sickness halfway back down the mountain--four or five hours after we'd started up it. XD Altitude sickness is where you're not used to the altitude, and it makes ye a bit... woozy. My mom had it big time, and Ry nearly passed out. O_O

Then, we met up with some people who used to be in our church in Iowa. Heh.

We stayed in a cabin for three nights. :) Very small but comfortable, and the hiking trail was almost straight up, and then straight down... very fun to do that four times a day. XD The cabins (altogether) had two hammocks, a volleyball court (not the really fancy kind), a trail, a swing-set, and the owners had an outside hot tub that they allowed anyone to use.

After that we drove home.

Then we left for the farm a day and a half later. We brought both Beatrice and Moby this time, and slept in a tent during the night--Moby in the tent with us, and Beatrice on the porch in her kennel.

In the middle of the night, a storm came up, and we went inside the house for a bit. Somebody sat on my glasses. OW. The next day I spent blind.

The next morning, I awoke to somebody proclaiming rather loudly that Dad had let Beatrice off the leash and she'd followed him around for awhile. So, I got up. No way I could sleep in that ruckus. Ry, though, slept through it all... Heh.

Then came the fun! We decided to let both Moby and Beatrice off the leash. Now, Moby, used to have the habit of running away, but now he's older. He went all along the perimeter of the farm, and Beatrice followed. We gave up on trailing them. When you called for a bit, they'd come out of nowhere and sit in front of you. They ended up playing in the super small creek and getting all muddy... >_> So we gave 'em a bath, because we we're going to spend the night at my grandma's. Poor puppies had to be leashed to the porch so that they wouldn't get dirty again.

We slept at my grandmas, then they went to church (we didn't, because my dad wanted to go to a church that we used to go to, but some of my family didn't really want to, so it got too late. :P) 'Twas Father's Day.

Then, we went home.

Fun, eh? Going home.

Now, I've been having fun. I read both the Vanishing Sculptor and Dragons of the Valley in the last few days, and I love both... I've read them before. :) Both are extremely good. And last night, there were three friends who came over to help with the house, two of which are getting married this July, and one 23 year old African American named Colby. Her skin is a light brown, not as dark as some. :) She also likes art. Abstract, mostly.

So, we had a brainstorm and used one of my cardboard canvases and I drew a rearing horse, a strange flower behind the rearing horse, and a sky behind that. :) She had to leave, but we still haven't finished the clouds. Turns out, we'd been doing it till Midnight. O_o We ended up doing the inside of the flower mottled black, the petals yellow, and the horse bright red with a yellow mane and tail. :)

Then, today, I went back to painting! This time, the first person painting I've ever done, and it worked out rather well... for an amateur painter who needs lessons really bad. (take note of the 'really bad' part) It portrays the face, which takes up most of the canvas, and her hair. There's only two corners that show any white, and those are now gray for the background. :) The girl I painted was sort of Native American with darkish skin, black hair, and dark eyes. :) The shape of my face wasn't quite right, and my nose wasn't very good, but I did use blue to accent the black in her hair, and white for gleam, and it worked out rather well, though the gleams weren't that bright. I'm not sure what to name it. Once I post it, please abound with names. :)

And so, I bid thee all farewell!!



Leauphaun said...

Wow, that sounds like fun! And exciement!

You don't need lessons 'really bad'. I still have problems (and many of them) when I paint people.
My Trevor McNeaven Painting
My Sidney Crosby Painting
I think those links will work, but maybe not. If not just go to my artwork blog and find both of them. Both of them took me hoooouuurs to complete, and even then I still have to edit thing in them.
- Leauphaun

Creative Artist said...


I looked already, but it seems the post disappeared... and unfortunately, the links don't work either. *furrows brow*

Heh. Manny is going to take a picture of the painting, then she'll download it, then I'll post it. :D

Nobody can ever paint perfectly--Leonardo Da Vinci, I bet, had more than one mistake. And the Mona Lisa painting probably has flaws that we just don't notice... Heh. Nothing's ever going to be perfect.

Thanks for commenting!


Jake said...

I thought it looked more like a Japanese Samurai. ^_^ Oh well.

Vrenith said...

*glares* That's because the eyebrows weren't quite right. They make her look a bit mad. That shall soon change.