A Sushi Tutorial

This also happened last month, but the memories are still as fresh as ever. I actually made a trip to Super H Mart (pics to come) and made my own sushi later. Thank you, great Sushi Master!

Joe knows his squishy fishy

hot hot hotttt




it has a tail!


Sushi pride

snow man & friends

the sushi-piller!

all in a night's work

Cheep Wine...and some juice

Now that I have a fancy shmancy camera that has the potential to take kickass pictures, you'd think i'd be in every one's face...however, now that I have a camera that's the size of a real SLR camera and weighs the same, my outings become pretty selective with it. But, I'll post a few just since real photo albums don't exist anymore and maybe some people want to see highlights of events gone by. Maybe they don't, but at least I have proof of procrastination for the past quarter.

Below is Ms. Salsa Verde's birthday-wine tasting-game night - I'm sure it was a fabulous event, though as it was two days before critique I brought my own juice and couldn't stay for the games. I like the creative concept tho, as that European husband of mine says that Americans seem to equivocate celebrating with going out to eat, eat, eat - isn't there anything else to do?

And yes, had I not gone maybe I wouldn't have been 10 minutes late to critique, had time to practice, and put on makeup...but I have priorities, need down time, and friends are important. I'll have 7 more critiques anyway, and I'm sure my ass would have gotten chewed regardless- it was the deliverables they scrutinized, not my stammering and hideous sight. anyway...

Where else can you go and actually have a glass with your name on it waiting for you? It really does say our names, just accidentally switched the camera to manual for a moment and didn't focus.I'm not sure why I took this photo of Zoe, but I don't think it looked so inappropriate at the time...what kind of toys does this dog have?

My merry self again

Ahh whatever about that last week business. I'm on to happy times now, not gonna waste my time dwelling on that suka bleddy business. So I took a vacation for 5 days and went to Atlanta, and I feel much better. I had a fabulous time, really, Pig took those days off too. I know, it's not exotic, since I live here and all, but it certainly was more affordable and I had a comfy bed every night. Anyway, I'll post adventures about Stone Mountain shashlyki, the Georgia Aquarium, Fulton County Court House (legal business), Mall of Georgia, and the historic Dave & Busters later on...for now it's back to work in ye mighty Roswell and a steady existence for the next two weeks of healthy amounts of sleep, regular meals, and bathing. First however, I'll share some pics of what I've been trying to clean up during my down time...not very successfully, but this is what 1st quarter will do to a place....

Part of our living room....

The Ugly bathroom, still not renovated...but great for last minute spray mount and polyurethaning!

Desk in my studio...there's a computer, two keyborads and two printers somewhere there...

Over it.

It's over. 1st quarter. The thing that has occupied every bit of my mind heart and soul for the past 2 and a half months. and now a little break before it starts all over again. Everything was down to the wire, last minute, sleepless. i was even late to my critique. I was actually excited to go to critique and interact with the panel of judges, but once I stepped into the room I could tell it wasn't going to be such a fun endeavor. Tough crowd. I felt like show and tell to 8th graders - lots of bored looks and cynical remarks. My double CD set "feels like a coffin". My other CD package had "no real content or character". Two of the four judges said they didn't even see my animal in my precious DA poster. Well, I don't need to go on all the negatives, 25 minutes of brow beating could take up a lot of time. I think a few positive things were said, but with all the stress and chaos and lack of sleep, it didn't stick. There was a truly grumpy lady on the panel - made Sylvia look like a saint. She said that I paid attention to texture, so it show I learned "something".
So, I've had a day to reflect on it, and I'm feeling pretty down. I know everyone is elated it's over and out celebrating, but I see no reason to celebrate, and I'm pretty isolated from theo people anyway. Pig and I did go out for LaFonda margaritas, and if it wasn't for him and a small circle of friends, I would be utterly depressed. Needless to say, I'm dreading the next critique. I put everything into these projects, so I'm not very excited about moving forward.
Give me a little time for some more rest, and I'll see if my mood improves.

Just give me 5 more days and I'll be alive again

Next week at this time I'll be alive again, communicative, bathed, and maybe rested, I hope.

It's 5:30 am, and this is the third night this week that I've been in this spot. It's Wedneday night. To think some people are waking right now after a night of sleep :) At least I can sleep in tomorrow. Monday I had work, Tuesday was morning meetings and afternoon meetings. I've found a really great espresso blend at the Dekalb Farmers Market, thanfully, I get a nice amount of work done during the rush before my hands start shaking and the anxiety sets back in.

It's studio week, gotta finish it all... Next Monday night and it's over. There will be much joy in the air...and some Apache beer if we can find it...