one sixteen

The Art Education department put together a closing social at Rowley Press in downtown Provo. This is seriously one of the coolest things I've done in Provo in four years. This guy lives in the attic of this old house and uses the main floor as a letterpress studio/community gallery open to the public. Right now there's a kid's art show up on almost every wall in sight. Mr. Rowley showed us all of his presses (I lost count, but I think he has at least 6), his old school fonts, and even let us make our own cards to take home. Can I just quit school and letterpress all day?

one fifteen

This is what I want my wedding ring to look like.

one fourteen

Let's be honest: I'm still disappointed that I am staying in Provo this summer.

I had big plans and expectations for how this summer would go, and Provo was far from those plans.

So every time I get grumpy about it and I'm outside, I imagine I'm living in a foreign country.

Doesn't Y mountain look like Japan today?

For some reason things always seem prettier in other countries.

one thirteen

Matt bought me a subscription to Oprah magazine for Christmas.

Two reasons why this is awesome:

1) He knew I would just spend 5x as much every month on it without a subscription.

2) Every time it comes in the mail it reminds me of him.

(Cue the "Awwwwwwwww...")

This is the 10th anniversary edition = suhweeeeeeet read.

Is it blasphemous to say that Oprah is pretty much her own religion?

one twelve

Beth likes to go tanning in our front yard.

Since I am pretty much just as white as I was when I came out of the womb, I decided to sit out with her.

Too bad it was 5:30 pm and the sun hates me.

Better luck next time.

one eleven

I bought this picture in an antique shop outside of Zion. 

Why anyone would get rid of this photo is beyond me.

one ten

There are not a lot of things in Provo that tie me to my "old life" back in California.

Friends from CA that go to school here (few because the Mormon community is small where I'm from),

my sister,

well...that's about it.

Except for Boba! 

one oh nine

Graduation. This will be me in exactly one year. 

one oh eight

The family is in town for Mom's college graduation. Charlie got all dressed up for the occasion.

one oh seven

My family is in town for my mom's graduation from BYU (go Mom!)

Too bad I didn't take a picture of them :( 

Tomorrow is another day.

Here is a picture of all the applications I filled out today. Can't they just take my resume? Seriously...

one oh six

New shower curtain.

one oh five

Charlie came shopping with me today.

I'm pretty sure people thought he was my kid.

I'm okay with that since he's so cute :)

one oh four

Meet Emily.

Emily is awesome.

She sewed her own dress.

Emily shares my love of church coloring.

Go, Emily, Go!

one oh three

Backyard concerts make summer official.

one oh two

Hairbrush Fail :(

one hundred and one

Studying in the ARC.

one hundred

In honor of my 100th post, I stayed in bed all day.

Even though I am too sick to see the sun, or my living room,

I am never too sick to make candied almonds.

Yum.

ninety nine

I'm so glad finals come in the form of projects now instead of tests in the stupid Testing Center.

ninety eight

Jamie Rees came and taught Dr. Graham's class today since he's in Zion for a month.

We did visual representations of our creative process.

And then we transferred them onto paper using mylar and etching ink.

I thought it would only be appropriate to document the process of documenting my process?

(hyuk hyuk hyuk)

ninety seven

Kinda gross, but the only view I had for two days. 

Yes, I didn't leave my apartment, much less my room for two days.

Sick sick sick :(

ninety six

My friend Amber is involved in the Invisible Children campaign.

Last night I went to see the documentary with the Italians.

Since I had so much fun last night to all hours of the night,

I am paying for it today.

I have been sick in bed all day, and haven't even left my apartment!

Worth it!

This is the only picture I took all day.

ninety five

2am shenanigans with my Italy family.

So fun.

So brutal the next morning.

ninety four

I received an award last night (that came with money).

It felt good to be recognized.

There were a lot of people there.

And lots and lots of art.

My favorite thing.

Thank you, BYU, for the moneh (moneh, money...)

ninety three

Dr. Schneita prescribed some 100% natural all-fruit/vegi, all the time goodness.

Don't let the bottle fool you.

It is definitely not goodness.

But I do feel better.

Well done, Dr. Well done.

ninety two

Tim made a whole board game from scratch for one of his art assignments.

And yes, we did devote 20 minutes of class time to play it.

ninety one

Staple art. Don't ask.

ninety

Ward easter egg hunt in the Tanner Building.

We devoured that bad boy.

eighty nine

eighty eight

Rexburg.

Torrential winds.

Post-Conference Temple Walk.

Capitalization.

Posse.

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eighty six

eighty five