In keeping up with the inspirational quote over nature themed picture trend, I decided to go the opposite way. Because I’m, well, cranky. Enjoy.
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So last week, on the way home from a frustrating day, fate decided that I would not be seeing Jurassic Park in 3-D that night.
I am ok. Everyone involved walked away. For that, I am thankful.
But now I will be without a car, without a trade in, and without a down payment. Go Fish.
Tonight, March 23rd, 2013, Mad Girl Productions will be presenting the Phoenix version of their Sugar Art and Fashion Show tour. It will be held at the Duce in Downtown Phoenix from, well, RIGHT NOW to Midnight.
I personally get the honor of hanging 3 pieces in the show, which I am very excited for. It will be the first time my junk is hanging in Phoenix that wasn’t for a fundraiser silent auction or in a display case at ASU.
I have finally updated my shop with what I believe to be the best of my older work and one new piece that is hanging in the show. I would like to continue to update it with my newer stuff, that which you might find on Instagram or Flickr under bethanie_m.
With my excitement behind attempting to reactivate myself creatively, I have decided to do a coupon code for this weekend in honor of the Sugar Art Show. The code will be sugarart and it will give you 20% off at checkout.
I am excited to be able to share my artistic point of view outside the digital world and I hope to meet some cool people in the mix. Not only that, but I have 1 iPhoneography print being displayed. I hope to represent the new form of art so more people can explore it and we can all benefit from the community.
My apartment maintenance stole my bike. First the wheel was stolen, then, months later, the maintenance man stole my bike. Because it looked abandoned. Well, sir, the difference between abandoned and not mobile is lost on you. My bike was missing a wheel. Times are rough and replacing a wheel to a bike that probably wasn’t going to get ridden until the weather got nicer, was not in the financial cosmos for me. Now I am missing an entire bike. Why someone would just assume it was abandoned and remove it, without warning, is lost on me. Where was I to put my bike? I have a tiny apartment, and there is nothing to lock the bike to except the staircase, in front of my apartment. As a rent payer, this made the most sense to me. Trust me when I say I would have seen a warning, and complied with it. I look at my bike with its missing wheel every day when I come home. It depresses me. Another reminder of how life is not ideal right now. I also check to make sure everything is still intact. The bike was certainly not going to wheel me anywhere, therefore it sat. The chain became rusted due to monsoon storms. If I no longer wanted the bike, I would have sold the frame, the remaining wheel, the expensive u lock, and the basket. Or I would have said, Fuck it, and thrown it away myself. I don’t care if every other Tempe resident leaves their bike skeletons there to rot away. I was not planning on leaving it when I moved, or never touching it again. I was planning on getting a new wheel for my $200+ investment when money was a bit more flowing, so that during the cooler months, I could still enjoy riding it around to Tempe Marketplace and A mountain. I looked around for the perfect bike to suit my needs and style at an affordable price. It served me very well, until some jackass decided that he needed a pink wheel. Probably to sell for drug money. So congratulations stupid fucking bike thief, and crappy ass apartments, you have ruined my day. My week even.
In addition to that, I bought a gallon of gas with change this morning. There is nothing that says, You are a successful individual that slaved away at a job you hated and put yourself through school and finally made it out alive, like buying one gallon of gas, with change, so you can make it to another job, that pays you less than you made before you got your degree.
Life is just peachy, and I will celebrate Wednesday with copious amounts of alcohol. Cheers.
So sorry for the absence. Life has been… boring to say the least. Instead of forcing an entry I prefer to wait until I am inspired. I have never much understood the tumblr format of blogging where you post random shit, not shit that is yours either, shit that you found on the internet. I blog for the catharsis of writing. Of sharing. Of creating. So, yeah, when I am bored, you will not see posts. That being said… Let’s move on to the purpose of this.
I have found myself very inspired by lyrics lately. A song gets stuck in my head, it plays over and over, I think about visualizing it. Songs that have lines and hooks that resonate with me, and my world, and the twisted maze that wraps around my brain deserve solid creations. So, without further adieu, here they are.
I hope to find the inspiration for more. You can always keep up with my bullshit on Instagram (@bethanie_m) and Flickr, link is somewhere on this page.
I’m literally listening to a teenager’s Soundcloud feed right now. And loving it.
This kid has more talent than I could have dreamed for when I was a teenager. I’m
So I was perusing one of my favorite iPhoneography sites, We Are Juxt, and discovered an interview with a teenage Instagrammer , @dj_cue, that isn’t obsessed with taking selfie shots in the mirror. He’s talented, he’s creative, and he’s original. His Instagram feed is so distinct and original.
It kind of amazes me the things teenagers can do in this day and age. When I was in high school, I took pictures for the yearbook on one of those original digital cameras that took floppy disks. Like this:
And now we can take better quality photos on our phones. And while we’re on the subject of how old I am/feel, this was my first cell phone: Many of you might remember these relics of the past, but some of you may just think, what the hell is that? We’ve come a long way, baby. Texting was a new phenomenon then, and now it has virtually replaced talking on the phone. Millions of teenagers upload their Vlogs on to You Tube every day, their entire lives are documented on Facebook and Twitter, and they don’t even have to wait for movies to come out to DVD before they are downloaded straight from the Internet. In this age of over-consumption of technology and media, it’s nice to see kids using technology for good and not evil.
Oh yeah, gonads. Why? Because that word is so funny and never gets used anymore.
I was trying really hard to make a sticker for a sticker campaign yesterday, and it just did not work out at all for me. I kept getting the ratio wrong with going from iPhone to the sticker printer, so I gave up. I am tech retarded quite a bit of the time. I’m working on my handicap though. So I made it a print on my Etsy & Society 6.
Whoa, ever lose entire 10 minute blocks of your life looking at ridiculous celebrity gossip on the Internet? I wish I could say it didn’t happen that often… Must unfollow TMZ on Twitter.
Check out that new WordPress iPhone UI. Pretty snazzy shit. I just wanted to give the WordPress app developers a little praise. They do work hard after all. I mean I think they do. I personally can’t build apps so it’s not easy. But maybe once you get the hang of it… My eyes glaze over if people start talking about Windows OS and blah blah. See? I couldn’t even finish a sentence.
I’m not totally sure that this is what I intended this blog to be about. I was just so pumped about an app update.
I think my first intention was to post a few nail art pics. Sorry, I keep getting distracted by the YouTube videos my boyfriend keeps playing. Look up Jaboody Dubs, he’s a voice dubbing genius. I have some prints to pack up and ship out so I should be on my way. Here’s the nail art I promised.
Sometimes life is funny. Sometimes, the best thing to do is sit back and take it all in. Yesterday I left work on an empty tank and hoped all the way home that Squishy could make it 30 miles home. This morning, I had to hope Squishy could make it the 2 miles to the bank to cash my check, and then another mile to the gas station. This is what happens when your debit card information gets stolen at a restaurant and you have to wait to get a new card in the mail. Screw you, Ra Sushi. Life hasn’t been the friendliest this last week, and I’ll be the first to admit that when life gives me lemons, I just put them with vodka and sit on my ass and dwell about how life sucks. Total first world problem I know. Here’s a fun fact about Arizona, it’s fucking hot. And when you’re so broke you can’t afford to run the A.C., it makes it feel a lot like a third world country.
Anyway. I sold a print this week, and that is awesome.
What else did I want to discuss this morning? Oh yeah, Linkin Park totally made a dance song. Burn it Up is a dance song. And by the sounds of it, the other new songs are pretty electrical as well. I love dance music. I love techno beats. Linkin Park has its moments in my life. So this could work out between us. We could rekindle that little fire we had in high school, when you were screaming “SHUT UP WHEN I’M TALKING TO YOU.” We’ll just take it day by day, LP.