Saturday, March 29, 2008
EARTH HOUR 2008
On Saturday, March 29 at 8pm millions of people around the world will turn off their lights for one hour - Earth Hour - symbolizing the need to take action on climate change.
and who can resist anything narrated by Jeremy Piven---he's dreamy!
Friday, March 21, 2008
You should be..like..a doctor!
SOUNDTRACK OF MY LIFE
"It hurts when I pee!"
UTI.
"My legs hurt...right here" *points to shins*
Shin Splints.
"My pee is really dark, and I start to pass out when I eat candybars!"
Seriously? Go get checked out for Diabetes/ Hypoglycemia.
"I'm really dizzy, and I can't walk straight--I went swimming yesterday."
Go to the clinic, check out your inner ear.
"I think I sprained my ankle! What do I do!?"
Ice, Elevation, take two asprin and get thee to a clinic!
" *burn* OW! Wait! I can't remember...Do you put hot water or cold water on a burn?"
Oh, well first we have to find your brain....
" Hey Kage!--what's that muscle right here?"
That's your Latissimus dorsi.
" What's the prefix for anything to do with lungs?"
Pulmo...like "pulmonary"
EDUCATIONAL PSYCH CLASS-
" Can anyone tell me where the Thalmus is located? The Hippocampus? The Occipital Lobe?"
*I raise my hand*
"Anyone other than Kjirsten?"
*********
FHE BROTHER: Yo! Kj--help a brutha out...I'm trying to pass my EMT course--I gotta pretend like i've been called to your house...What are your symptoms?
ME: Um...you have to assess if the scene is safe first dude.
BRO: Oh yeah! Is the scene safe?
ME: Yes. Um...my symptoms are I'm feverish, i'm out of it confused, I'm lying on the floor, i'm breathing fast, and my breath smells fruity, my hands feel numb.
BRO: Do you have any allergies?
ME: No.
BRO: Good 'cause I can't give you an epi-pen! Do you have any broken bones?
ME: NO!-i'm in and out of consciousness.
BRO: Uh, do you have a pulse.
ME: YES-i'm alive! How bout you ask me if I have diabetes!
BRO: Right, um...are you wearing the bracelet?
ME: Nope....but so what!?
BRO: Have you eaten today?
ME: A long time ago.
BRO: Ok...I'm gonna get you some food.
ME: Yeah, I'm unconscious now.
************
SO--over the last couple years I've become the go-to gal when it comes to anything remotely medical. Ingrown toenail, strange rashes, dizziness, asthma attacks, flu symptoms, stomach issues, menstration, allergies, sore muscles, fingernail sensitivity ( ok..that last one hasn't happend yet..)
But It has now started to leak out onto facebook--
"Hey!! Are you up late tonight?? Can I come pick your brain about some medical things? ...I'll be home around 11:30-ish, and wanted to stop by. If there is a better time tomorrow, let me know!! Thanks KJ--You're the best!!"
Any encounter usually ends up with "So what's your major again?"
"Art" I say, matter-o-factly.
"Wow...you should be a doctor!"
----Yeah i'm so not an expert here.
I am facinated with the human body, and all that it can do--how it handles infection, stretched muscles, the daily bumps and bruises that we give it.
Again--the relief I "perscribe" is pretty much common knowledge and hey, I haven't killed anyone yet.
But what these silly encounters really do is make me wonder--If I hadn't been so freaked by needles and math, would I have gone into medicine?
"It hurts when I pee!"
UTI.
"My legs hurt...right here" *points to shins*
Shin Splints.
"My pee is really dark, and I start to pass out when I eat candybars!"
Seriously? Go get checked out for Diabetes/ Hypoglycemia.
"I'm really dizzy, and I can't walk straight--I went swimming yesterday."
Go to the clinic, check out your inner ear.
"I think I sprained my ankle! What do I do!?"
Ice, Elevation, take two asprin and get thee to a clinic!
" *burn* OW! Wait! I can't remember...Do you put hot water or cold water on a burn?"
Oh, well first we have to find your brain....
" Hey Kage!--what's that muscle right here?"
That's your Latissimus dorsi.
" What's the prefix for anything to do with lungs?"
Pulmo...like "pulmonary"
EDUCATIONAL PSYCH CLASS-
" Can anyone tell me where the Thalmus is located? The Hippocampus? The Occipital Lobe?"
*I raise my hand*
"Anyone other than Kjirsten?"
*********
FHE BROTHER: Yo! Kj--help a brutha out...I'm trying to pass my EMT course--I gotta pretend like i've been called to your house...What are your symptoms?
ME: Um...you have to assess if the scene is safe first dude.
BRO: Oh yeah! Is the scene safe?
ME: Yes. Um...my symptoms are I'm feverish, i'm out of it confused, I'm lying on the floor, i'm breathing fast, and my breath smells fruity, my hands feel numb.
BRO: Do you have any allergies?
ME: No.
BRO: Good 'cause I can't give you an epi-pen! Do you have any broken bones?
ME: NO!-i'm in and out of consciousness.
BRO: Uh, do you have a pulse.
ME: YES-i'm alive! How bout you ask me if I have diabetes!
BRO: Right, um...are you wearing the bracelet?
ME: Nope....but so what!?
BRO: Have you eaten today?
ME: A long time ago.
BRO: Ok...I'm gonna get you some food.
ME: Yeah, I'm unconscious now.
************
SO--over the last couple years I've become the go-to gal when it comes to anything remotely medical. Ingrown toenail, strange rashes, dizziness, asthma attacks, flu symptoms, stomach issues, menstration, allergies, sore muscles, fingernail sensitivity ( ok..that last one hasn't happend yet..)
But It has now started to leak out onto facebook--
"Hey!! Are you up late tonight?? Can I come pick your brain about some medical things? ...I'll be home around 11:30-ish, and wanted to stop by. If there is a better time tomorrow, let me know!! Thanks KJ--You're the best!!"
Any encounter usually ends up with "So what's your major again?"
"Art" I say, matter-o-factly.
"Wow...you should be a doctor!"
----Yeah i'm so not an expert here.
I am facinated with the human body, and all that it can do--how it handles infection, stretched muscles, the daily bumps and bruises that we give it.
Again--the relief I "perscribe" is pretty much common knowledge and hey, I haven't killed anyone yet.
But what these silly encounters really do is make me wonder--If I hadn't been so freaked by needles and math, would I have gone into medicine?
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Haiti Feedback-
This is what the client wrote back when I sent her my PDF file.
"I love the nests! I really do! I’m not sure I’ll be able to get my board of directors to buy it, but personally I say, “Great job!” I smile every time I think of your nest logo. It’s a strong, immediate communication, and very appealing, clear and bold. It has a very original feel; I’ve never seen anything like it. Please continue refining it. Be very sensitive about the type font choice and the spacing between every letter, as well as between the words and lines. Be careful about mixing sizes of letters. Try experimenting more with the quality of the lines making the nest."
---Still working on ideas for the whole packet--
DVD folder concept
CD case maze heart logo
There are some issues concerning cost for this grassroots program--and we're trying to approach it as minimally as possible.
We'll see.
Thursday, March 13, 2008
SPRINGVILLE OR BUST!
HOORAY for art trips.
Tomorrow at five-freaking-thirty in the blessed morning we ( the crazed artsy students) will board a twelve-passenger-van and head down to the promised land.
The Springville Art Museum is pretty much amazing
I'm wonderfully excited to see the High School art exhibit and reminisce about having my work shown in a museum as a HS student! (oooh...ahhhh!) It's funny to look at the work that was selected now, because I really don't like it-(self portrait)--and there are a million things i'd change about it now, but at the time I thought it was kind of cool--and didn't realize how cool it was until I saw it hanging there, on the wall. I should really find a picture of the darn thing.
ANYWAY--that'll be around 10ish...and then we're off to the BYU museum, so I can sob and sigh infront of the HUGE nativity painting by Kershisnik. (if it's still up) and marvel at Minerva's work.
and then....who knows! Salt Lake? We're up for adventure and more artsy sights and then back that night to snowy cold stupid Idaho---to have a Zen experience with a wood stove in the early early morning--we're talking three-aaaaa.mmmm...
SO--*ahem Andi!* if you happen to be stuck in a house with children who have exhausted their games for the morning--head over to the museum, and I'll run around with them!
Tomorrow at five-freaking-thirty in the blessed morning we ( the crazed artsy students) will board a twelve-passenger-van and head down to the promised land.
The Springville Art Museum is pretty much amazing
I'm wonderfully excited to see the High School art exhibit and reminisce about having my work shown in a museum as a HS student! (oooh...ahhhh!) It's funny to look at the work that was selected now, because I really don't like it-(self portrait)--and there are a million things i'd change about it now, but at the time I thought it was kind of cool--and didn't realize how cool it was until I saw it hanging there, on the wall. I should really find a picture of the darn thing.
ANYWAY--that'll be around 10ish...and then we're off to the BYU museum, so I can sob and sigh infront of the HUGE nativity painting by Kershisnik. (if it's still up) and marvel at Minerva's work.
and then....who knows! Salt Lake? We're up for adventure and more artsy sights and then back that night to snowy cold stupid Idaho---to have a Zen experience with a wood stove in the early early morning--we're talking three-aaaaa.mmmm...
SO--*ahem Andi!* if you happen to be stuck in a house with children who have exhausted their games for the morning--head over to the museum, and I'll run around with them!
Monday, March 03, 2008
I HATE RICHARD ESTES!
Trying to get through this beast of a week---I have to give a presentation on my least favorite artist tomorrow at *gasp* 8 AM!
EW....EWWWWWWW! I really don't like his work.
I'm inundated with haitian orphans, and call me evil but i'm hating every moment of it--I'm doing their logo---and sales packet, ( actually I don't hate them, so much as the people who try to exploit them...) and finishing up my bendigo pottery project ( that isn't amounting to anything to write home about--really, because they all keep cracking!) and having to read two books for Educational psych--which is good, but lots of work....
And then finishing up my illustrated manuscript project, and then I'm off chopping wood for the woodfire kiln Friday morning at *GASP* 8 AM!!!!!!
AND THENNNNN...Saturday I'll be able to breathe, and think, and dive in again.....for NEXT Saturday when I have the GASPPPPPPPPP* 3 am shift at the woodkiln---stoke stoke, poke poke....
I'm counting the days until the Springville art museum trip.....March 14th!
It's only 25 days until my birthday! HOLY CRAPOLY! I'm old! WOOHOO!
I'm TIRED! Whoo...whoo....
Gotta go write a paper.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
From Aunt Marillyn...
COLD FRONT
I sit alone by windows gazing out
To see the snow that covers over all.
Will spring be coming soon I want to shout
And bring pink blossoms to the highest wall?
The black-browed chickadees’ so lightly hop.
The towhees’ call; the sparrows smoothly sweep
To always eat sunflower seeds on top.
Birds hate the snowy days, oh I could weep,
A February wind blows deepest chill.
The cloud-filled skies soon bring the sleeting rain.
It slows the mind inside; destroys the will.
When warmth returns does grieving still remain?
Will youth revive with brilliant sunshine’s ray
And raging storms of age be held at bay?
Marillyn B. Johnson
February 2008
Winter of the blue snow
I sit alone by windows gazing out
To see the snow that covers over all.
Will spring be coming soon I want to shout
And bring pink blossoms to the highest wall?
The black-browed chickadees’ so lightly hop.
The towhees’ call; the sparrows smoothly sweep
To always eat sunflower seeds on top.
Birds hate the snowy days, oh I could weep,
A February wind blows deepest chill.
The cloud-filled skies soon bring the sleeting rain.
It slows the mind inside; destroys the will.
When warmth returns does grieving still remain?
Will youth revive with brilliant sunshine’s ray
And raging storms of age be held at bay?
Marillyn B. Johnson
February 2008
Winter of the blue snow
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
all you need is POT(s)
Tea bowl
Proud foot ( FEET!)
Noodle bowl
A vahze--a vase! A vahze.
I'm a mad bowl woman!
It's rather amazing this blending of earth and water with a human element to create a vessel that may not turn out once you subject it to the firey furnace!
Such a gamble...
You have to "quiet your soul" as Mom says. You're bending---laboring over the clay. Centering yourself and the muddy lump spinning infront of you.
Potters will sometimes tell you that they don't shape the clay--but that the clay tells them what to do. Sometimes it's a vase, other times it's a closed form raku, and still other times, it pinches, gets nasty air bubbles and laughs at what you thought you could make it do.
However, there are moments--after the pounding, and the wedging table---after the muscles in your arms are aching from the work--when you center in just moments, and open in a swift, fluid motion--when the clay is ready to move, and you are sitting in awe--trying not to break the spell.
Those moments are so precious.
Proud foot ( FEET!)
Noodle bowl
A vahze--a vase! A vahze.
I'm a mad bowl woman!
It's rather amazing this blending of earth and water with a human element to create a vessel that may not turn out once you subject it to the firey furnace!
Such a gamble...
You have to "quiet your soul" as Mom says. You're bending---laboring over the clay. Centering yourself and the muddy lump spinning infront of you.
Potters will sometimes tell you that they don't shape the clay--but that the clay tells them what to do. Sometimes it's a vase, other times it's a closed form raku, and still other times, it pinches, gets nasty air bubbles and laughs at what you thought you could make it do.
However, there are moments--after the pounding, and the wedging table---after the muscles in your arms are aching from the work--when you center in just moments, and open in a swift, fluid motion--when the clay is ready to move, and you are sitting in awe--trying not to break the spell.
Those moments are so precious.
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Rexburg Temple
These last two aren't mine---but the rest are. It was such a blessing to see this marvelous structure rise up every day, right outside my door--Literally across the street!
President Monson was funny and sweet, and prophetic. Elder Eyring wanted to come, but he broke his ankle! Sister Faust quietly slipped to the other side that morning...the Temple was wrapped in a thick blanket of fog that lifted as soon as the 1st session was over. The sun came out for the first time in weeks!
It was wonderful.
Wednesday, February 06, 2008
Sunday, February 03, 2008
Once on this island...and sunday self portrait...
One small girl
In the way
Constantly hungry
Learning too quick
One small girl
Hard at play
She makes me smile
She scares me sick!
*
And they scolded and teased
And held her
And mended the clothes she tore
And the hut was crowded
And food was scarce
And somehow, their lives held more
One small girl
To live for.
One small girl
Not so small
Lost in those daydreams
Day after day
Her ears
Don't hear
She's far away
And I know that
She's getting older
I know that it's
Meant to be
And my arms
Can't hold her
And keep her small
But all that my
Heart can see...
Is one small girl
In a tree...
Saturday, February 02, 2008
Monday, January 28, 2008
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
The gods must be freezing...
-20 today.
All the schools were closed, except for BYU-Idaho.
What the crap?
All the schools were closed, except for BYU-Idaho.
What the crap?
Saturday, January 19, 2008
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Too $@%* COLD
Today as I walked to school it was -13 degrees.
The vapor from my breath froze my hair, as in it turned completely white.
At noon it was up to +11. What a relief!
I've promised myself that if the mercury goes above the mid 20's tomorrow i'm throwing a luau.
Better yet--I'll fly to Hawaii.
UGH!
The vapor from my breath froze my hair, as in it turned completely white.
At noon it was up to +11. What a relief!
I've promised myself that if the mercury goes above the mid 20's tomorrow i'm throwing a luau.
Better yet--I'll fly to Hawaii.
UGH!
Monday, January 14, 2008
So embarrassed..
I fell in the shower today...a thing I've never done before--
I hit my head, and now I have a mild concussion.
How lame!
All is well now, the dizziness is gone, but i'm still sore.
Now I get to explain to my teachers why I wasn't at school today.
*sigh*
5 points to anyone who can come up with a better-- less embarrassing story to tell.
Sunday, January 13, 2008
Positively besotted with Kershisnik
Dancing on a Very Small Island
Mother and Child
Girl Reading Very Small Book
The Measuring
I also love his Nativity painting--it makes me cry. It's just so powerful to see in person... but when I tried to take a picture of it at the BYU exhibit, I got yelled at. ( Ironically, it was my favorite piece in the whole show, and the only one they wouldn't let me snap!) Luckily Dad bought a poster of it in the museum store.
Something about his approach, it's anitiquated, and familiar--like moments from childhood. It's also honest and awkward..I LOVE it.
Mother and Child
Girl Reading Very Small Book
The Measuring
I also love his Nativity painting--it makes me cry. It's just so powerful to see in person... but when I tried to take a picture of it at the BYU exhibit, I got yelled at. ( Ironically, it was my favorite piece in the whole show, and the only one they wouldn't let me snap!) Luckily Dad bought a poster of it in the museum store.
Something about his approach, it's anitiquated, and familiar--like moments from childhood. It's also honest and awkward..I LOVE it.
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