Update

Hello.

Here is a quick update of whats going on with me currentlyish.

1) Had my Crossfit anniversary in April. Last January I completed the Whole 30 paleo food challenge. This is when I really saw some weight come off. I'm not totally to my weight goal or looks goal but I feel pretty good and I do wear a bikini. OH! and I completed my first sprint triathlon back in May, Irongirl Lake Las Vegas. I've been enjoying taking a few jujitsu courses here and there. It's really helped with my confidence, I now know if something came up I could protect myself and others. Favorite exercises: Weighted Back Squats, Cycling and Thrusters.

2) School! I'm about to start my second year. Last year I made the Dean's List both semesters. This semester I'm looking at 2 sculpture courses, 1 art history and 1 writing/quantitative class. Let's do this shit!

3) Last school year I applied for a million scholarships but got none that helped pay my tuition. The only one I did receive was a full ride scholarship for a craft school. This made it possible for me to go to North Carolina for 2 1/2 weeks and learn how to make Neon Signs. Yup, I chose out of all the wonderful options to make neon signs. While there I made a few signs that say ASS. Once I finish my rap music post you'll understand better my interest in the seemingly absurd. Overall camp was awesome, so many stories!

Also art wise I've been watercolor painting a lot. I really like it and hope to be done with my personal summer capstone painting in the next few weeks.

4) Internships for last school year. Fall Semester: Book Arts Program. Spring Semester: Arts Bridge (teaching public school kids art) Summer: The Leonardo. Upcoming Fall Semester: One Million Bones.

5) Working on the house, the outside is still bad but the inside is wonderful! Married almost 2 years now. Relationship-wise we are not the gushy type so I just want to mention Greg's around and things are good, now back to mememe.

6) So... LDS stuff... What to say. I still go to church now and then as a way to spend time with my family. I see myself as a spiritual person so it works. Whenever political or gay stuff or any negative conversation things are brought up, I leave. It's only happened once but I know it will happen again. I've been in this weird in-between moment for awhile, not knowing what to do. I felt pushed to make a choice but I've decided to make a choice by not making a choice. My decision is to continue exploring the wide world and not limit myself by other people rules but to continue to spend time with my family and try to learn to be a better person.

As a student and a home owner I had to change my priorities. I SO want to continue purchasing wonderful clothing but that's not in the books. Last year that realization hit hard but I'm hoping this year will be better, I'm getting use to these facts and just trying to be creative with what I do have. On my recent trip to North Carolina then Chicago I did purchase a few things here and there. Hopefully we can get back to some outfit photos.

M.E.T 

At the Same Damn Time

4.26.12

Hello, it's been awhile since I last posted. I've been thinking about this blog and how my interests have changed since I first started it. I still enjoy the same things such as clothing, food, art, dancin, stupid rap and such, but I've also become much much more interested in fitness and pushing myself to places I fear previously.

Earlier this month I had my Crossfit anniversary, I celebrated it 20lb lighter and 3 weeks away from my first sprint triathlon. I now only have one week left to train for it. I know I've got the run and cycling down but the swim will be a toughie. Today I attended my second jujitsu class and I absolutely adored it. My body type is really well fit to it, being a squat muscly girl has its advantage.

M.E.T

7.13.2011

Things that have happened

1. Greg and I purchased a home! We actually are suppose to move in this Friday. The house still needs a lot of work. We will be move our things to the new house, but living in a neighbors house we will be house sitting. I think Im going to miss my apartment. Greg wont, but I will. Although I'm really excited to have my own project room and enough closet space.

Last night my parents came over to help pack. Apparently I have alot of shoes. How many pairs of shoes is normal? How much is too much?

2. I went to Australia! I had an 11 hour layover in LA where I was able to visit with my sister. We went to the LA MOCA. In Australia I saw my best friend, who I haven't seen in about a year. He met me in Melbourne, which is an awesome city. Australia was the first country I've been to where English is spoken, this made it seem like an odd dream. Like I was asleep and my mind created a dream city, put my best friend there, everything seems normal but then there are some weird quirks here and there. We did A LOT of shopping! We went to the National Gallery of Victoria and saw Vienna: Art & Design. Ate a lot. Went to a Lego Exhibit. Saw a band called Graveyard Train, very Tom Waits. I kept thinking they were named Gravy train. We then traveled to Brisbane were my friend lives and goes to school. I HELD A KOALA!!!!!!!!!!!!! I also decided that my favorite Australian animal is the platypus, they are so playful! Saw a band in hipsters basements. Shopped and ate more. Went to the Surrealism exhibit in the GOMA which was unbelievable. They had a computer hall with a wonderful interactive element to the exhibition. I really want to work in a museum like that some day. Chocolate, Chocolate,Chocolate!Also Thomas (best friend) and I found 2 bags of cocaine in a ficus tree.

I'm home now, jet lag problems.

3. Upon my return I've lost 5 lbs, and I'm sure its all muscle. Before my trip I was going to a crossfit gym 3x a week. I was finally caught up with the rest of the females in my class. Today will be my first day back to the gym. I'm nervous but luckily its a ok day to return. I dont think I will ever be "skinny". Its just not in my build, even if I stopped eating I have a pretty wide frame. Also my body builds muscle really well. I would like to lose 25lbs, although at this point I'm not totally sure how to do that. I will just keep going to the gym and eventually it will just happen.

Ive had a lot of bad experiences with physical activity in the past. There are reasons why I thought I couldn't be "good" at physical activity. Like, running with the cross country team and being left behind in a trail run. Or never getting to play on my lacrosse team. Now I'm not competing with anyone but myself. Yes I want better times and want to finish with the rest of my class but it's not so much about that. Its about knowing I can do it and pushing to the very end. Its nice not to be on a "team", but instead in a "class".

4. Greg broke his finger in a terrible way, he may never rock climb again. SAD! But its ok he needs to rest it, focus on cycling and maybe in a few years...

I think that's all of the updates.

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M.E.T

4.18.11

Its slowly but surely becoming spring here in Utah. Our spring usually includes a lot of awkward snow, people forget that fact but its true. On the last day of June I will be on my way to Australia. My ticket was purchased months ago and now I just need to wait. Im really excited! Not so much because of the place but because I will be seeing my best friend in the whole world. It would've been a year since I last saw him. The excitement of seeing him and the realization of turning 25 in July has started me on a whirlwind of self improvement. Its as if I can clearly see who I want to be and the path there.

Here is my list of things Im doing and a final goal.

1) House hunting = Purchase a house by the end of the summer. Prefrably a older house we can make our own that is in salt lake city proper.

2) Returning to school = Enrolled in classes this fall semester at the Uof U, on a path to get my degree.

3) Cultivating friendships = Have a strong long lasting relationships

4) I've recently replaced my weekly dance class and rock climbing with going to a cross fit gym with some of my male friends. I realized that I would have to make a greater effort for my fitness/ weight goal. Now that its my own choice to work out and not a team or high school gym, I really like to work out. ALOT. = lose 20lb by Australia. Have a good muscle base to rock climb much better. To be confident in this swimming suit.



5) Saving = Continue good habits FOREVER

I haven't been work on my artwork as much. If Im not actively working on one of these things, then I'm brain dead. I need to push myself a little harder to be active all the time. Next step.

M.E.T

Becoming Bert

Sesame street is something that is deeply printed onto my character. During the episode of Cake Boss where he makes a cake for the 40th Anniversary of Sesame Street. He gets to delivery the cake to the set, TO SESAME STREET. I bawled. I cried during most of the episode. If I ever get cancer Im going to wish for a sleepover on sesame street, BUT NO ELMO OR ABBYCADABBY


Growing up my favorite character was Ernie. I thought everything he did was hilarious, I basically wanted to be Ernie, he was a prankster who did whatever he pleased. A couple years ago I went on a PBS binge. For once in years I had a working TV. I was working on a big freelance project that required me to work long hours in my cold apartment. I began to watch a lot of Sesame Street to mediate the strain. I relished whenever a Burt and Ernie segment would come on. I would stop, physically turn around and watch. Something odd happened while I was watching. Here I was a young adult struggling to make ends meet. Forcing myself to work when it was the last thing I wanted to do, especially since my bed was so close and the only warm place. I had negative money and was learning the hard lesson of graduating to an adult. My ray of sunshine was Sesame Street but as I watched Ernie all I could think was.

"What a selfish asshole."

I put myself into the place of Burt. All I do is try to be nice, share and this rude roommate is always out to drink my beverage. This guy is always scheming to get more then his fair share. This jerk probably doesn't have to get up in the morning to go to work but makes sure I cant get to sleep. I had a new found appreciation for Burt. I was becoming him. Responsible, Quirky, Focused Interest, Thoughtful an Adult.

Recently while celebrating a friends birthday at a bar this topic was brought up. One friend stated that Burt was a weirdo who liked pigeons, Ernie was WAY better. I was appalled, but then it made sense. The truth is shes a bit spoiled and she has never lacked in the way most people including myself have. I realized that anyone who cant really see and appreciate Burt was not a true adult. Its easy to love the fun things, the pranksters. Its so much more difficult to love one (or oneself) with all the quirks and practicality. Sort of like your parents. As an adult sometimes I have to make good decisions instead of the fun ones in order to maintain a long term happiness, or good long term relationship with others.

As an adult I had the epiphany that well, I sort of sucked in comparison to others. I'm flawed, but those flaws are what make me different from others and make me, me. I still like Ernie as a character, sometimes he makes me want to hug myself. Burt, is more like me we like what we like and sometimes we have to be the unpopular word of reason. PLUS Burts got be a saint to allow Ernie to be his roommate. Seriously.

M.E.T

2.18.11

I understand why marriage is hard now. Its like you know that as a person you have a lot of shitty components but in general people dont want to get into that bucket of worms. Once your married its like you've signed a contract for all of those things to be pointed at and brought to the light.

Sucks.

1.19.11

Many of my previous post have been about my struggle with what I perceive are the flaw of my body.


As of late I have began to rock climb again. This time around I've dedcided to have a more constructive mindset. Previously, whenever I failed a problem (climbing route) I became really embarrased and insecure because everyone else was better then me. I guess I thought that everyone would think less of me? This time around I continued to tell myself that it didn't matter how many problems I compeleted in one day, instead I just need to climb as much as possible so that I can build the needed muscle. Ive cultivated a healthy relationship with falling, instead of condemning myself for doing so. Sometimes I'm still embarrassed and I dont want to climb anymore, which is also ok. I dont have to feel guilty for giving up, I bring my running stuff and run instead. Climbing has become something I want to do, instead of a reminder of what I dont like about myself.

This overall mindset shift has helped me re-evaluate my body. I also started taking a modern dance class with a friend. I'm trying to find the right Yoga class to take. Also I took my bike out for a winter spin. I suddenly have a lot less negative things to think about myself.

Sometimes going to the gym makes you feel bad about yourself because everyone else is so pumped! Other times it makes you feel really great because well, everyones got issues. I really dont like my big belly and my chunky back, but that's really it. I have awesome legs, a really cute firm bum (really). My arms are fine. Everything is normal, and its good and it works.

12.17.10

I am having a sleepover with my cousins at my apartment tonight. The invitees consist of 10 males over the age 12. I like that we can still spend time together and do silly things like sleepovers. I'm quite happy, but already sleepy. I've been planning it via Facebook messaging. During this exchange one of my cousins has stood out as the crazy cake winner. The second one is the best. Read these really fast outloud to your co-workers.

Wait!!! (Gasp, Gasp, Gasp) Do you mean this week? I can come after work, but I will totally be there! Oh, and don't scare me like that again! I just got down playing silent hill just now, and I almost had a heart attack!!
That game scares the *BEEP* out of me!

Hmm. I will do that, although I don't know if my mom knows about that. I will ask her. Either way, I'm still scheduled to work, and my mom hasn't said anything else otherwise, so I think that it's safe to say that she hasn't heard. Oh! By the way, I don't remember mentioning it earlier, but I was planning to bring my laptop so that Greg can help me with an old game, but it seems that I gave fixed it on my own! You may or may not have seen the status update, but I thought that I should let you know, just in case I told you and you gave Greg the heads up. Yep, will definitely let her know!

What kind of Chips? Oh, and who wants to see Tron? I know I do! Just to see Daft Punk in it! Okay, and to see all of the cool stuff too.

Morales needs to bring their nunchucks! I'll bring mine, and then we can play red steel! Also, I'm bringing my laptop, whether there's wifi or not, so if that changes anybody's decision on what to bring, that is for you. I probably won't come till later, though.

Wait, is that number the apartment number, or cell?

Have a good weekend.

MET

12.6.10

Sometimes I would wish that I was the best dancer in the whole world. After placing the wish I realized it was sort of impossible to know if it occurred or not. I would actually have to try to do a double back flip to see if I was in fact amazing, but since I never try its hard to know. Maybe I am already the most amazing dancer but I guess you have to try to know. Also if the person or thing giving you the wish is fickle who knows how many times you have to try, what if there are stipulations like you have to practice. Then if you do become good was it because of the wish or you? Did you already have the potential to be the greatest dancer ever?

Now Ive decided though, that if its a wish that it has to be fantastical like in the movies. Instant gratification without and silly internalizing.

Christmas List - 2010

Number 1, WANT! See by Chloe Moccasins.

This is the number one thing I want. I will be happy if its the only thing I get. Otherwise I'm having a hard time knowing what I want. We need alot of things for the house so I think this the only me things Im going to DEMAND! Love cute marcela!


Number 2, Need. Apt things

I'm not sure what else I should ask for or quite frankly want. I never have a problem knowing what I want for myself but since Im newly married Im not sure if I really have the right to ask for anything else. SO things that Greg and I need.

A) We need 2 more of these shelves for the storage room.

B) Our clothes mostly fits but the one thing spilling over is sweaters. Something like this would be nice. Or maybe something really simple like this that we could paint or put paper over. Im not totally sure if I like this but maybe this could work. I really envisioned yellow, so a nice coat of paint may bring some fun!

C) Last time we went to Ikea we decided we would need some more counter space. We like this island cart thing.

D) Lastly, I would really like some local art to hang in our new apt. I would love to own something by Brian Kershisnik but that's probably not going to happen for a long while. I have alot of friends who I would like to own work from Paul Heath, Claire Taylor (I already have one small print), or really anyone's work I really liked.

Number 3, Frivolous Cheap Wants!

Its always good to want some inexpensive things, or always have a go-to gift. Like with me a person can ALWAY get me chocolate, I will be happy. Actually during this season its important to remember, I'm a child. I like candy, chocolate and toys. Simple! I enjoy ponies and farm theme toys. Currently Im really into Toy Story so you cant go wrong there either. Also who doesn't want a pair of these!




Yayyy! Presents!!!

Thank you, for enduring my post. OUT.

M.E.T

N.Y.C

The weekend of Halloween I headed to NYC. Ive wanted to go for a very long time but could never scrap up the funds or the guts to really do it. Until last month, I found round trip tickets from $150!!! Wahhooie! It was only for a weekend but that's still an excellent price. It was good enough bargain that I had to but my bed bug fears behind me and go!

For me NYC has always been a place of myth. Growing up in the SLC suburbs, going to NYC meant big business, you were basically rich. When I met more well-to-do kids I found out to them it was no big deal. I was always shocked that something I held so high was nothing to them. Ive visited twice before, both trips were actually "business trips". I was filming a documentary film with a partner the story took us to NYC. I remember those trips being like an ultimate blessing. My mother would brag about it! Now my film partner actually lives in Manhattan. She is one of my best friends. Im old enough to know what close friends really are. And she is in my top (Thomas, Anne, Ryan, Amanda, Cris, Brooke I just really like writing there names sorry) I think about her and miss her often. I decided to go to see her and also to have a trip alone before the whole marriage thing.


The trip there was well, terrible.


6am to Dallas/Forth Worth - Planes heating was broken we FROZE. Luckily I had a sweater and jacket, others were not as lucky.

12pmish to NYC - Everyone brought fast food on board, no big deal. The man behind me after eating like 4 pan pizza farted the whole flight. AWFUL! Then the woman beside me scratched her feet for the last half of the flight. I was having a hard time not freaking the fuck out. Imagine me scratching the plane walls trying to get away. The plane was full. Seat changes weren't possible, great.

The rest of the trip was amazing. Yes the city is fun, yea clothes and chocolate everywhere. Blahblahblabh, the best thing was the way I felt and who I was with. My friend Amanda lives with her boyfriend of about 4 years. They met in college and moved to NYC about a year ago on her insistence. I dont think Ive ever gotten along so well with a couple in my whole life. The whole time we laughed. Imagine montage of 3 people getting along amazingly in NYC fall, WE WERE THAT! We talked about things we've learned through out our short lives. It was like we were really living life as it was, just going going going and feeling young. We were still aware of reality. I felt like I knew who I was and what I was capable of and that I was happy in my evolving state. I felt like I knew exactly what I needed to do with my life. It was wonderful to feel like we were really doing something. It was as if we hung off one another words really listening and validating. Both of their college degrees were in film but only Drew works in film. Amanda works at a yoga studio. I think she felt a little bit down because she wasn't work in what she thought she should. Sometimes getting into the "path" mind set is BAD! Life is to try and taste everything. If you find yourself in a different field out of need sometimes its really best. One of my jobs I took out of necessity but because its in higher education I have now made it into my dream job. At times one just needs to wade the rough to find what you really want. Although it must be said that her job seemed really great. I do believe that it has the potential of doing the little flip mine has done.



I walked many of the streets at all different times of the day and night alone or in a group. I loved the city but it made me realize that were I lived was best for me. In a city so large its at time difficult to really decipher what is special. I saw clothing by the boat loads it was all nice, well made but I couldn't tell if it was worth it. I could only make one large purchase and it all look good but was it the one? In Utah its really easy to spot the special from everything else. I like that about here, I like the very local and home grown movement here. I think for now here in SLC is the right place for me.


I do miss it there. I think I miss the feeling I felt when I was with Amanda and Drew the most. I can tell that that feeling doesn't happen to often. Or with very many people. That was the special part.




M.E.T

Cold Feet

Yes. I'm getting married.

Truthfully it was only a matter of time until Greg and I tied the knot. From the first month we dated I was like, yup I'm going to marry this jerk, guy. I think I felt that way because from the beginning I could see there would never be a better suited partner. I'm sure most people in good relationships feel the same way where their partner fills their wedge issues. With Greg I felt a completion I thought to be unique. The very "second half" people joke about.

I was experiencing classic cold feet. I wrote a giant post about it and then I deleted it. The things that were worrying me cleared up when I realized that the reason I know he is the one is that those sentiments will never be an issue. Case closed, happy as a clam.


M.E.T

Era Ends.

Well...

Although I have alot of negative qualities I really think of myself as a softie. I've written about different occasions or types of situations that I fall apart. Growing up I've learned alot about my sensitive nature. Its the empathy that really sets me apart from other sensitive people. It makes me upset that so many people go through hard situations that could have been prevented. A strange thing has occurred the more I learn about the correct way to treat people the farther apart I get from my LDS upbringings. Its almost as if my ability to be empathetic makes it so that new doctrine doesn't make sense. Its like Im not tough enough to be that mean. Isn't that odd?

Of course these thoughts are coming from the most recent General Conference. Twice a year I buckle down and try with all my might to get through this event. For the last 2 years its become increasingly difficult. Ive tried SO much to be part of this group. Mostly because the sentiment is "Either your with us or you against us. If you aren't it means you dont want to be with your family for eternity". AND I DO! I really really do want to be with my family FOREVER. This has been my ongoing problem. I love my family and I would do almost anything for them, but would I hate without reason? Would I support young children being mistreated from there parents because of their unique nature? Could I be happy knowing somewhere out there someone is hurting and never going to be with their family and I'm supporting that? Well no I really cannot do that.

Guilt has been a very large part of my life. Its plagued my teenage and adult life. Its sentiments like the one above that have always burdened me. If you watch a R-rated movie you can forget eternal life with you mother. If you hang out with those kids eventually you will swear that leads to drinking which leads to drugs and then no eternal life with your 5 siblings. Its weighed on me and I always felt I wasn't good enough to deserve my family.

Im afraid that my siblings will hate me when they return from their missions. I feel like they will think I didn't try hard enough. That I gave up on eternal life with them. I dont know how I will let them know how I feel. I am most worried for my brother who is just about to return. He has talked about trying to convert my older sister. I'm really upset that he wont accept us. Its like LDS people want everyone to be open minded about them but wont do the same for others. Ive missed him alot and send him packages at least once a month. Now I just dont know whats going to happen.

The problem is that I want to treat people with respect and love. No matter their race and lifestyle. I dont think people are less because of color or who they love. I dont think that it makes people a monster. And like the way I didn't choose which race I was going to be most people dont make the choice to be gay. I have known some flip-floppers but most dont choose. I hate the phrase "love the sinner, hate the sin." No. NONONONONO! Its so wrong! I am no longer going to feel guilty for god like love for "sinners". Im not going to feel guilty for being happy. Im not going to cry because I feel like a slut for wearing a tank top. Those things are very over. I dont want some teenager out there to feel the guilt I did for who they are. I dont want their parents to follow the words said yesterday. I dont want these kids to be thought as monsters and treated so.

I love going to church. I love my other Latin people. It makes sense why we are all there. We all need each other and we will all help one another. I do believe in alot of the principles of the LDS church like service, independence, preparation, God head, Joseph Smith, Word of Wisdom, the Book of Mormon is ok. I feel its a good thing to follow it makes sense. Beyond that I have problems. I just think man is naturally bad. Even if the church was correct from inception, from the point man had it, its been imperfect. This will sound terrible but as soon as more privileged people are introduced it falls apart for me. Even with revelation from God I have a hard time believing a old Caucasian male knows whats best for me. Or that his basis dont get in the way. And that is probably the most controversial statement in this whole thing. I do believe my ward bishop knows what we need. He knows where we are all coming from, he knows our struggles.

Recently my very best friend in the whole world, Thomas moved to Australia. Thomas is also from a LDS upbringings but came out of the closet before we met. I've seen him deal with so much pain brought on by the aftermath of his upbringing and having his family divided. At times Thomas was very anti-LDS. Because of his negative sentiment (isn't this natural for someone whose been through so much) I felt like I had to defend my religion. I had to hold on I had to prove that it was correct. He did get over the most trying part and has always been extremely accepting of my choice. Even when other Gays questioned his friendship with a practicing LDS person he stood strong. Now that he is gone its like I've had time to examine what I held on to so strongly. I'm seeing it for what it is. Its like shopping I want the boots but I'm putting back the dress! I do believe there is something greater out there the looks over us. I've seen its power in my community. I do believe we have responsibilities and cant think it will do everything for us. I do belive in being a good persons and helping others. I believe in the power of prayer, its a fantastic way to calm oneself and know how to react to a tough situation. As far as the larger organization well Im done. I'm totally done.

I couldn't have done this without the support of my mother. She was there yesterday when I had had enough. She didn't scold me for not trying hard enough. She knew I had. She knew I had spent years lying to myself and that I couldn't anymore. It made me really happy that she was there for me and unlike my grandparents she didn't see me only as a vessel for missionary work. She saw me as more. She sees me as a real person, I think things through, I'm unique and have special needs, I have talents and I have feelings. I adore my mother and her ability to see when something hurts me, and that she can see my effort. I'm so blessed to have such a wonderful Mother. A boyfriend/Fiance who is on the same page, and a best friend who loves me and allows me to make my own decisions.

My mother (and support circle) is really fantastic and I hope all those gay children out there with LDS families have a mother like mine. One who loves you for who you are.

M.E.T.

9.17.10

Hello.

I just got the camera back from Greg on Wed. I did something stupid... I took the camera to a windy beach? Greg had to brush all the sand out of the camera. Oops. I really just wanted to show you that I have friends and actually do fun things on occasion. It was too windy to take photos so I failed on many levels.

I wish that I had photos to show you of the many projects I've recently worked on. I made a linen blouse and attached a silk top that I created to a skirt. Both items go together. I hope my friend Kathleen indeed enjoys both pieces.

I have also been at the Salt Lake Art Center seemingly non-stop. Yesterday was the final day of Contemporary Masters. I no longer have to worry about vacuuming mini golf holes, thank god. I hope that I will not be as stressed anymore and will actually be able to sleep now.

I've recently lost some weight. I am down almost 20 lbs. Almost! Of course looking at me you cant really tell. Which I have to admit is alittle upsetting. Once I've totally completed -20lbs, I will only be 10 lbs away from my goal weight. My fantasy weight is another 10lbs from my goal. I really do think I can do it! I think once Ive reached my goal it will be more noticeable, maybe. I have really tried to watch what I consume and when. I do a lot of low impact exercise. Like walking to work everyday, walking to the store, walking to walk. I also ride my bike to my other job. Running causes extreme hunger so I'm trying out the walking thing. SO far it works just fine. I hope that at my goal weight I will fit into the two dresses I've spoken about in the past.

Here is the project list in order of priorities

1. Create gown for "water week" art exhibition
2. Create props for SLAC videos
3. Finish sailor pants
4. Finish costume for dance video
5. Film/Edit dance video
6. Create fringe shorts.

I think that all of it. Hmm... I will keep you posted.

M.E.T

8.10.10

Things are just fine here. Doesn't Teanchum seem happy? Ever since the move he has been singing non-stop. I think he sort of misses Cleatis at times but overall is happy to be alone.

Having your own place is nothing short of amazing.

Top 10 Reasons Living Alone ROCKs!

1) Dishes never pile up and begin to mold!

2) Food obligation. Meaning because I know Im alone I eat things before they rot.

2) I cant put things wherever I WANT! The loveseat is now home to my stuffed animals!

3) The vision of my apartment doesn't have to be compromised. I have a huge cardboard reel that Im going to make something adorable out of! I can do what I want!

4) Walking around in underwear all the time!

5) Toilet paper rolls lasts 5x as long!

There is probably alot more but I think thats all I want to say for now. One of the things I really love about my apartment is, my closet. I finally put all my clothes away. Here it is.

Is it weird to spend alot of time just looking at your closet and smiling?

M.E.T.

8.9.10

Here is my Kayo box. I think its actually still there. Unfortunately I dont think it sold. OH WELL! I can just pick it up and put it in my new adorable house. Give me an honest opinion of what you think.



Remember its about the fascination I feel in subjects that I'm also scared of. So the eye mask makes it so I can watch movies. It has ear plugs and eyes so I looks like Im still watching!



M.E.T.

8.3.10

Hey! Im 24 now. Thats weird for me to think because I still feel like Im 19. I still make mistakes like Im a young adult. I've got alot of maturing to do.

Here is one of the presents I received for my birthday. Greg bought me these Moschino Cheap and Chic flats. I adore them! They have a wonderful real leather smell. Im scared to wear them so I've been waiting for an appropriate occasion. They go perfectly with my Alexander McQueen dress!

Thoughts.

1) My younger brother has now left to go on his mission. My parents house is down to one child. Its totally bizarre. For once I want the unpleasant overcrowding.

2) I am a self described shy person. With my friends I am crazy loud but otherwise I usually hold back. Im trying to be more friendly but DAMN its hard. Sunday night I went to a concert by myself. The Zizek collective CAME TO UTAH! Just a block from my house.

The music was wonderful, it was amazing to have my type of music playing. Oh, and Argentinean DJs! CUTE HANDSOME MUSIC NERDS LATINO BOYS! THAT NEVER HAPPENS! If I had to say what my type of male is, I would say those DJs.

Then when more people started to dance, I let go. People cheered! They filmed me! I talked with one of the DJs. He said my Spanish was good which was sort of surprise. Sometime I really wish I could be more aggressive or promiscuous, but Im really not like that. Im really too guarded and interested in more then physicality. Honestly when I like someone I want to make them clothes and presents and then jump their bones, jkish. It was nice to feel even for a night that I fit in and that I found people like myself. Don't be surprised when you see me on their concert DVD.

p.s Yes Im still in a relationship and it may seem terrible for me to talk this way. We are taking a break in Sept or Oct. Its something we've both agreed on. After that experience I think I may actually be able to pull it off.

M.E.T.

7.21.10

I don't know whats gotten into me, I adore pink right now. Middle school me would be so ashamed at what I've become. I have more pink in my closet then ever before, granted thats actually only like 2 dresses. I also have pink earrings that I need to stretch my ears for.

When I saw this Gingham fabric at super sale I jumped. Yes, I know more Gingham. I really cant help myself Gingham is just the quintessential of cute. Here is the completed skirt for Greg's nieces bridal shower. I'm actually quite pleased with how it turned out. How could anyone NOT like it?





Last, last weekend we went to Gregs friends baby blessing. The paternal grandmother is what someone would called a crafter on speed. She knits 24/7 and always goes the extra mile. Honestly she is sort of scary. She made these amazing personalized cookies. OCD, no?

It seems like Greg's friends and family are all making those big life changes like kids, marriage, grandkids blablehblah. And my friends and family are doing that annoying thing where they leave. Its a weird time for myself and I just need to figure out what I'm doing.

M.E.T.

7.20.10

Alot has happened since last week. First of all the above photo is no longer the view from my bedroom window. My new view is far less picturesque. The new neighborhood I live in cannot compete with the beauty of the avenues. I now live close to everything and although its a totally different vibe here I have decided that I will create beauty instead of only witnessing it.



Thomas is now in Australia. Making friends, takin photos, eatin food. Here we are during his going away party. Its a strange composition but thats us, and thats his new tattoo.

Oh! Hey here it is!

The new apartment. Maybe it doesn't translate in photos but its actually really cute. The way I've organized everything feels so homey. I don't have alot of open space like before, I really like that. Everything has this resounding feeling of "mine". I can move things wherever I want. I can put art and ceramics everywhere and no one moves it. There is no one to not understand that it decorative. Its GREAT! This place really does feel like my own special place. Its like my GIANT fort. I want to make it my imagination world. Toys hanging from the ceiling. Paper flowers around the entry way, just lovely.


M.E.T

7.12.10

Bah! Why is it when I say I wont post I want to. No photos just thoughts.

There are alot of stereotypes about modern artist, and artist scene people. Alot of people believe that artists are pretentious crazies who get alot of money to show us trash. Although this isn't always true there is a definite stigma toward modern artists from the general public. I believe that it is in part due to the fact that performance art has become more prevalent and even to me it can be boring and pointless. I feel like I see satire about performance art in almost every sort of pop culture outlet. Yes, its silly at times but I do believe it is important, even the really weird art literally made of trash and or urinals.

I am currently preparing an artwork for a local gallery fundraiser show. The gallery gives each artist a cigarbox and one can interpret it any way they wish. My box is a small light wood box with a beige front and gold and black along all the borders of the box. I really want this work to be eye catching and begin the ball rolling for other shows.

First Idea.
Initially my idea was to sew an outfit and put it in the box. The outside of the box would maintain the gold edging but in between it, I would paint the process of making the outfit.

Second Idea.
Ive become increasingly interested in the stories of the Beast of Genvuean. So much so that I wanted to create a shrine to the story. The outside being the same concept as before with the box maintaining the golden edges but inbetween painting depictions of the story. You know have people being mauled and the actual death of the animal. The inside would be as if you were looking at both the inside and outside of the animal. Fur and guts. Also with sewn pieces of people. The more I thought about it the more I realized that it would be difficult to make this not look too "crafty" or kitschy.

Third Idea.
I want to make and artwork about the Beast of Genevuean because whatever I'm interested in, at that moment tells about who I am as a person. I dont have to make a painting of the Mexican flag to tell you who I am. I like more subtle declarations about oneself. SO I'm into this story, I'm into it because I cant watch movies that are to scary or violent but I like to skirt around potentially scary things. Its very much how when your told you cant, one develops a fascination with the forbidden.

I am keeping the same concept but now I am painting the box, all but a label a thick uneven white. The outside will be hand drawn with pictures of the story. Simple, clean and straight forward. The inside is all Toile de Jouy.

There are parts that I cant describe and and that aren't completely settled. This project is a far departure from my other artwork that is more playful and having alot more fabric. I will for sure have some sewn elements but it will be different, new. This isn't my new style but I can be flexible I can do more then one "thing". I am extremely excited for this box and Im being to work on it. Its due the day before I move! Ee!

Like I've said Im doing some new things for this project that I usually wouldn't. One of my ideas has transformed me into an artist stereotype. Yes, its true I am actually harvesting my own hair.
Its always been the "MARCELA WAS HERE" trademark. Its everywhere, and finally I'm putting it to use. Its been fun to be on all fours sweeping up pieces of myself. Whenever I have to describe what the hell Im doing, I say this line all valley girl like.

"Its like for my art, O.K."

M.E.T.