EinP at the WPG

Yay for acronyms that make no sense so that you're forced to keep reading!

I am up for an award by the Washington Printmakers Gallery, by the name of Excellence in Printmaking. One of my prints, "Rough" will be up for the EinP exhibition in February. The reception will take place Saturday, Feb 5, from 1 - 4. Directions to the Washington Printmakers Gallery can be found at washingtonprintmakers.com .

In other news, I came downstairs yesterday to find three (of my four) male roommates playing an xbox game which involves shooting nazi zombies and their zombie dogs (which are on fire). We then made falafel and pumpkin cheesecake and thus had one of the weirdest dinners ever. School has also begun, which is sort of meaningless except that I'll be staying put for awhile. Other weird news, I met a dog that drinks bourbon.

Future Me

I have startled myself a few times, all by receiving emails from the past.. from myself. Due to an extremely unstable memory, and extremely vivid dreams which make me confuse the two sometimes, I tend to forget when I send future me an email. This is of course through futureme.org where I enter the date I want them to send the email. The first time I received an email was when I was 18 and had sent the email when I was 16. Adorable teenage Fawna sent less-adorable older teenage Fawna an email, with all her hopes and dreams as a 16 year old, and 18 year old Fawna almost marked it as spam and tossed it.

Today, though, I got another email from myself of which I have zero recollection sending. The email is as follows:

The following is an e-mail from the past, sent through FutureMe.org
It was composed on Thursday, January 21, 2010, to be sent on Sunday, January 23, 2011:
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PASSPORT

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That's it. Passport. What did I mean?

(dangerous weapons on the metro)

I don't like coming home to an empty house. I just don't like living alone, I guess. I like being able to say good morning to someone, and to say good night to someone. This house isn't even that big but I wish it were smaller when I'm by myself. This is why I need a dog. Preferably a big one, with big teeth.

I am leaving for Hawaii on Thursday! I realized that I've been in a different state every week for the last few weeks. Funny, because now I'm thinking about what country I'd like to go to instead of my graduation ceremony.

Saw one man hugging another man today. As in, the other man was not hugging back. Always an interesting situation.

The two photographs today are from my holiday break so far. The first, of my cat in Dallas, where my parents now live. She enjoys snuggling with feet and stuffed animals. The second, evidence of some ice skating at the Smithsonian sculpture garden.

holly + jolly

Merry Christmas, everyone!

I am in Dallas for Christmas on a sneaky trip. Got a ticket the day before Christmas Eve and left to surprise my mother and sister (my dad already knew about it), and was pretty successful. I managed to scare the crap out of my mother who had just exited the shower.

One of my favorite moments of the flight over was a family with two pretty young kids. The little boy fell asleep quite quickly, leaving his nintendo DS dangling from his fingers. His father gently pulled it out of his hands and began playing the game quietly, while his son slept in his lap, unaware that his father was beating the level for him. I like to think that the little boy woke up later and thinks that he beat that unusually difficult level, while his father grins sneakily next to him.

Have a good holiday, and think warm thoughts.

grass growing in a sign.

That's actually grass growing within the confines of a sign post.

Cheers!

(The show's still going on at Gateway-- go see it!)

the drive to California.

backgrounds

(that's step one)

I spent my entire evening doing anything but the studio work I was supposed to have accomplished. My film professor marched into the middle of our class today, announced that he had just vomited in the bathroom, and dismissed class. I took that as a sign to stop working completely.

My roommate and I spent a few hours on the front porch of our yellow house, smoking cigars and drinking tea and talking about how our parents met. And about how easy it is for kids to be convinced of the most ridiculous things. I actually believed that my ears would fall off if I didn't wear a hat when it was cold until an embarrassingly old age, thanks to my mother. I believed that swallowing watermelon seeds would allow a watermelon plant to sprout in my stomach, thanks to my (still defiantly mustached) father. I was also tricked into solving trigonometry problems over the dinner table. That kind of childhood.

The final details for Saturday-- the show is called Impressed: New Visions in Printmaking and it will be going down from 5 - 8 (but I won't be there until 7) at Gateway Arts. There's a facebook event as well.

OH AN EXCITING NEWS! My art portfolio now has a real home at:

www.fawnax.com

Enjoy!