I can't even think today. I haven't been too busy here at work, and that makes it hard to get anything done. I realize that might sound crazy, but that's really how it is. There is enough free time to mess around on the internet, and I get distracted by interesting things.
Anyway, today 2 things happened to make that situation double worse. Remember how I have applied to Drexel University to get a BS in Communication? Well, I signed up for an online seminar where one of the professors spoke about the course, what to expect, and where you can use a degree like this. (Answer: anywhere) When I was finished, I ran down to get lunch, came back and had an e-mail saying I was accepted! I'm excited and scared.
If that's not distracting enough, I had a convo on my etsy site from a woman who says she is the acquisitions editor for C&T publishing. I looked that up and found it is a ligit publishing house that concentrates on needle arts and mixed media books. She says she loves my work and wants to know if I had ever considered writing a book. Well, not up until now. She offered to chat more if I sent her an e-mail. I did, but haven't heard back yet. Meanwhile I looked at their book propsal form, and started writing a book proposal on the spot! It's a pretty big deal, I have to write a sample chapter and a complete set of instructions for a sample project.
How could all this happen at once? If somehow this book thing really happens, I'm going to blow off going to Italy this year. How many things can one person do??????
Chris Mundy and Kate House try to make art while navigating the crap life throws at them.
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Thursday, November 5, 2009
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Windowsill dying = failure
Yesterday I decided to take the fabric out of the jar of pokeberry dye. It was nice and pink, until I rinsed it. Now it has some faint pink streaks and looks kind of dirty. Some people just need to learn the hard way, I guess. Next time I will mordant the fabric. Also, maybe there weren't enough berries? I was thinking how if I got some of this on a pair of white pants, it would never come out. (I don't own any white pants.) I wonder if I would have been better off just soaking the fabric in a glass of cheap red wine? (It was a red wine incident that made me decide to fore go white pants.)
One Wednesday I visited a different location of the Company I work for to attend a seminar about e-learning with Drexel University. It actually looks like they have a very good system. I have all of my signed forms from work, and I have applied. Transcripts are also sent, so if I am accepted, next I will be anxious to see what credits will transfer from my AA degree.
Today I have arranged a sales rep to come into work and demo a Xyron machine. I would imagine many of you are familiar with this thing, I think home versions are popular with scrapbookers and some collage artists. Here, we have a large spray booth in the poster room with a big fan that sucks out the fumes. We had a safety inspection recently and were told we needed an eyewash station in the room if we were to keep using this thing. I can tell you I have no room for an eyewash station, much less room to move comfortably. So, we are looking for an alternative. I'm excited about removing the spray booth, which is huge, and gaining all that space. Spray mount is obnoxious anyway.
In other news that you might actually care about, I have been plugging away at my two close to being finished quilts. Looking forward to a quiet weekend when I will complete both of them. A note too Susan, who commented a few days ago. She asked about the quilt, "A Small Story." She wanted to know how I got the text on the quilt. I actually individually stamped every letter with a set of alphabet rubber stamps.
One Wednesday I visited a different location of the Company I work for to attend a seminar about e-learning with Drexel University. It actually looks like they have a very good system. I have all of my signed forms from work, and I have applied. Transcripts are also sent, so if I am accepted, next I will be anxious to see what credits will transfer from my AA degree.
Today I have arranged a sales rep to come into work and demo a Xyron machine. I would imagine many of you are familiar with this thing, I think home versions are popular with scrapbookers and some collage artists. Here, we have a large spray booth in the poster room with a big fan that sucks out the fumes. We had a safety inspection recently and were told we needed an eyewash station in the room if we were to keep using this thing. I can tell you I have no room for an eyewash station, much less room to move comfortably. So, we are looking for an alternative. I'm excited about removing the spray booth, which is huge, and gaining all that space. Spray mount is obnoxious anyway.
In other news that you might actually care about, I have been plugging away at my two close to being finished quilts. Looking forward to a quiet weekend when I will complete both of them. A note too Susan, who commented a few days ago. She asked about the quilt, "A Small Story." She wanted to know how I got the text on the quilt. I actually individually stamped every letter with a set of alphabet rubber stamps.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Round and Round
I go round and round about 2 things in my life: My job and whether or not I should go back to school.
As I write this I am at work. (DISCLAIMER: I went back and forth to this 100 times during the day. I did not just write this in one shot, and I wrote most of it at lunch time) I'm so burned out that almost anything distracts me. The fact that I have blogs to look at, Etsy, CNN, Found Magazine, Post Secret, The Onion, Engrish, and the fact that I can look up any number of things that pop into my head on Wikipedia, well, it's really deadly. I'm cyber ADD. Yet I always get my work done. I always get a good review. I try not to talk about work because I know people have been fired for saying the wrong thing on their blogs. So, you don't know where I work right? You just know it is a huge corporation. When I first started here, it was great. Everyone was treated very well, the work was interesting and challenging, and the best resources were always available to make you efficient. Not to mention the pay and benefits, which were amazing. Over time, this has mostly eroded away. My staff has been cut to one person. All of the other departments have been cut to the point where people run around like headless chickens, and much of it trickles down to me. Most people have better computer monitors at home than the beast I'm looking into now. The bathroom stalls now run out of toilet paper, and the place just isn't as clean as it used to be. They cut the air conditioning, which, actually, is a pretty good idea. I never have air conditioning in my house, (our choice) so being hot is kind of normal to me. But, wow, is everyone else bitching!
The benefits and pay remain good, and that's what keeps me hanging on. I have a relatively cheap health plan, and I have 4 weeks total vacation. I know I am paid very well for my education level. So I have to stay, right? Of course I do. So many people don't have jobs, or have really crummy jobs. Obviously I am just a spoiled jerk that needs to get real. I know all this yet I still really wish I was doing something else. Are there any drugs out there that make you happy when you ought to be happy? I look back and so regret some of my choices. The very definition of a mid-life crisis, right?
This brings me to the second thing, going back to sachool. I have an associates degree in fine art, plus a few extra credits toward a BA. I don't want to go back to school. Don't get me wrong, I did very well as an adult college student, and I loved it. But at this point, I just want to come home every night from my hated job and relax. I want to hang with my husband, I want to garden, I want to sew. Just to add some zing to all this, any college I could attend is far enough from Frenchtown to be a problem.
So, this is what I go around and around about nearly every day. I always reach the same point, where I do nothing. Another year rolls by. They are willing to send me to school at work, oh yes! My boss suggested corporate communications as a major. Just shoot me in the fucking head, OK? If I'm going to go back to school, I have to at least care about the subject! I just have no love for this corporate world. I think everything they say is crap, and they say it with that corporate speak that makes my skin crawl.
So what school do I go to, and what do I major in? My first choice would be to continue my fine art degree. I don't think any of the state colleges in New Jersey near me have a fiber arts department. I could take sculpture and fiber-ize that. Should I go for teaching? That's almost like starting over, and it seems that a lot of new teachers I know get laid off every 2 years so they never get tenured. I recently saw a career counselor that told me it almost doesn't matter what your degree is in, just that having one is important. Another thing that interests me is Art Therapy, but I think you need a double major of art and psychology, and maybe even a masters. I would love to work in a library, but that requires a masters degree as well, I think.
So, here I am, ready to crack open a bottle of wine again instead of think about this. More to come, I suppose.
As I write this I am at work. (DISCLAIMER: I went back and forth to this 100 times during the day. I did not just write this in one shot, and I wrote most of it at lunch time) I'm so burned out that almost anything distracts me. The fact that I have blogs to look at, Etsy, CNN, Found Magazine, Post Secret, The Onion, Engrish, and the fact that I can look up any number of things that pop into my head on Wikipedia, well, it's really deadly. I'm cyber ADD. Yet I always get my work done. I always get a good review. I try not to talk about work because I know people have been fired for saying the wrong thing on their blogs. So, you don't know where I work right? You just know it is a huge corporation. When I first started here, it was great. Everyone was treated very well, the work was interesting and challenging, and the best resources were always available to make you efficient. Not to mention the pay and benefits, which were amazing. Over time, this has mostly eroded away. My staff has been cut to one person. All of the other departments have been cut to the point where people run around like headless chickens, and much of it trickles down to me. Most people have better computer monitors at home than the beast I'm looking into now. The bathroom stalls now run out of toilet paper, and the place just isn't as clean as it used to be. They cut the air conditioning, which, actually, is a pretty good idea. I never have air conditioning in my house, (our choice) so being hot is kind of normal to me. But, wow, is everyone else bitching!
The benefits and pay remain good, and that's what keeps me hanging on. I have a relatively cheap health plan, and I have 4 weeks total vacation. I know I am paid very well for my education level. So I have to stay, right? Of course I do. So many people don't have jobs, or have really crummy jobs. Obviously I am just a spoiled jerk that needs to get real. I know all this yet I still really wish I was doing something else. Are there any drugs out there that make you happy when you ought to be happy? I look back and so regret some of my choices. The very definition of a mid-life crisis, right?
This brings me to the second thing, going back to sachool. I have an associates degree in fine art, plus a few extra credits toward a BA. I don't want to go back to school. Don't get me wrong, I did very well as an adult college student, and I loved it. But at this point, I just want to come home every night from my hated job and relax. I want to hang with my husband, I want to garden, I want to sew. Just to add some zing to all this, any college I could attend is far enough from Frenchtown to be a problem.
So, this is what I go around and around about nearly every day. I always reach the same point, where I do nothing. Another year rolls by. They are willing to send me to school at work, oh yes! My boss suggested corporate communications as a major. Just shoot me in the fucking head, OK? If I'm going to go back to school, I have to at least care about the subject! I just have no love for this corporate world. I think everything they say is crap, and they say it with that corporate speak that makes my skin crawl.
So what school do I go to, and what do I major in? My first choice would be to continue my fine art degree. I don't think any of the state colleges in New Jersey near me have a fiber arts department. I could take sculpture and fiber-ize that. Should I go for teaching? That's almost like starting over, and it seems that a lot of new teachers I know get laid off every 2 years so they never get tenured. I recently saw a career counselor that told me it almost doesn't matter what your degree is in, just that having one is important. Another thing that interests me is Art Therapy, but I think you need a double major of art and psychology, and maybe even a masters. I would love to work in a library, but that requires a masters degree as well, I think.
So, here I am, ready to crack open a bottle of wine again instead of think about this. More to come, I suppose.
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