tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-153404642011-04-21T17:19:11.231-07:00One day I will become tired and complacent. I've got alot of shit to do before that day comes.Jenn.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215347069928284892noreply@blogger.comBlogger141100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15340464.post-1165424500608879462006-12-06T08:52:00.000-08:002006-12-06T09:01:40.750-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3204/1417/1600/918300/DSCF1007.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3204/1417/320/373329/DSCF1007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Kutztown is such a grand and desolate place. Should be going back to school soon/eventually.<br />Depending on when the art department gets it's shit together<br />and looks over my portfolio. <br />In the meantime, I've been working like crazy at Michael's Arts and Crap<br />trying to force feed as much tacky christmas shit as I can<br />down the throats of middle aged women who truely feel that it doesn't get any better<br />than pink sparkly trees with fake birds and fruit hanging off of them.<br />My god, do I hate this time of year.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15340464-116542450060887946?l=missatomic.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jenn.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215347069928284892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15340464.post-1156447603309720952006-08-24T12:22:00.000-07:002006-08-24T12:26:43.310-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3204/1417/1600/DSCF0968.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3204/1417/320/DSCF0968.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Moved out of my house and into an apartment in Bumblefuck, PA,<br /> or what is more commonly known as Kutztown. <br /><br />Taken up throwing knives. Life is good.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15340464-115644760330972095?l=missatomic.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jenn.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215347069928284892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15340464.post-1151373375248200182006-06-26T18:48:00.001-07:002006-06-26T18:56:15.266-07:00<div style="text-align: left;">I need new hobbies.<br /><br />Also, someone please buy me a new tattoo. Seriously.<br /><br /><br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3204/1417/1600/DSCF0501.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3204/1417/320/DSCF0501.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15340464-115137337524820018?l=missatomic.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jenn.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215347069928284892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15340464.post-1149887932090426112006-06-09T14:16:00.000-07:002006-06-09T14:18:52.113-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3204/1417/1600/sunday%20morning.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3204/1417/320/sunday%20morning.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I've been lost for quite a while now,<br />time to navigate my way back to mental civilization.<br />But in the mean time....<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15340464-114988793209042611?l=missatomic.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jenn.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215347069928284892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15340464.post-1145678103195550042006-04-21T20:52:00.000-07:002006-04-21T20:56:13.323-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v39/toast/whenwewerekids.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v39/toast/whenwewerekids.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />A fairly old illustration.<br />It's ok if it doesn't make sense, I don't really get it either.<br />Excuse the crappy quality.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15340464-114567810319555004?l=missatomic.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jenn.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215347069928284892noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15340464.post-1136919910527881902006-01-10T10:59:00.000-08:002006-01-10T11:05:10.543-08:00I found this list on a napkin in my room. It's my handwriting, I guess my memory really is slipping.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">- more tattoos<br />- septum<br />- suspension<br />- scarification<br />- walking on broken glass or hot coals<br />- fire breathing<br />- have children<br />- bridge piercing<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Seems like a pretty good list of things to do before I die and I just can't argue with things I've written on napkins. But anyway, I'm off to check off one on my mental list and learn to drive stick. <br /><br />ps: I need to update more.<br /></div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15340464-113691991052788190?l=missatomic.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jenn.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215347069928284892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15340464.post-1129868900295141292005-10-20T21:25:00.000-07:002005-10-20T21:30:07.550-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3204/1417/1600/cold1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3204/1417/400/cold.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Because it must be cold hanging around in just your underwear.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15340464-112986890029514129?l=missatomic.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jenn.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215347069928284892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15340464.post-1128579094019682692005-10-05T23:09:00.000-07:002005-10-05T23:11:34.026-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3204/1417/1600/float.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3204/1417/400/float.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Been feeling a bit groggy lately.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15340464-112857909401968269?l=missatomic.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jenn.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215347069928284892noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15340464.post-1127432356927580702005-09-22T16:29:00.000-07:002005-09-22T16:42:27.626-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3204/1417/1600/smokeportrait_sm1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3204/1417/400/smokeportrait_sm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br />It's been an insanely busy week, so I'm just going to post a picture I did while I was still at Kutztown. It's a self portrait and it counts for IF's 'escape' because smoking is an escape in it's own way. And up at school, escape was a necessity. Pass judgement if you want, but we all have our ways of escaping, some much more destructive than mine.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15340464-112743235692758070?l=missatomic.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jenn.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215347069928284892noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15340464.post-1126674154071625382005-09-13T21:59:00.000-07:002005-09-13T22:02:34.073-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3204/1417/1600/depth.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3204/1417/400/depth.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />This week's topic for illustration friday is depth. I'll be honest, I coun't really come up with anything clever. So I doodled this up. Faling into the depths of sleep maybe? <br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15340464-112667415407162538?l=missatomic.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jenn.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215347069928284892noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15340464.post-1126673880045614682005-09-13T21:48:00.000-07:002005-09-13T21:58:00.053-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3204/1417/1600/spt_1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3204/1417/320/spt_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />It's almost been a whole month, hasn't it? I need to get on top of my shit and I desperately need a new job.<br /><br />I've started a whole lotta projects to keep myself busy. One of which is Self Portrait Tuesday, and while it's not really tuesday anymore and I don't have a Flickr account, I posted it anyway. It's just a quick sketch. The anxiety has been up pretty high as of late and I've been sort of a wreck, but I'm working on making it better.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15340464-112667388004561468?l=missatomic.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jenn.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215347069928284892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15340464.post-1124347944629232312005-08-17T23:48:00.000-07:002005-08-17T23:52:24.633-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v39/toast/empty.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v39/toast/empty.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Started drawing again today, it's been a while. The one in the righthand corner is called <span style="font-style: italic;">Self Portrait of a Hangover</span>. </span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15340464-112434794462923231?l=missatomic.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jenn.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215347069928284892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15340464.post-1123824467625005772005-08-11T22:15:00.000-07:002005-08-11T22:27:47.636-07:00Wasn't able to get myself to do anything today.<br /><br />But, in other news:<br /><br />I've gained 3 pounds, to celebrate I bought myself a monsterous chocolate cake. My earlobes that I streched from a 14 to an 8 have healed up very nicely. And a happy 2 month anniversary to my nipple piercings! They are doing well and have yet to give me trouble, which is a first for any of my piercings. Also, I bought myself a Salvador Dali finger puppet at the Michener Museum today. He doubles as a refrigerator magnet and we all know it doesn't get much better than that. <br /><br />He came with a little Dali quote:<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Each morning when I awake, I experiance again a supreme pleasure - that of being Salvador Dali.</span><br /><br />Man, you have to be pretty cool to enjoy being yourself so much.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15340464-112382446762500577?l=missatomic.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jenn.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215347069928284892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15340464.post-1123800200554538422005-08-11T15:36:00.000-07:002005-08-11T15:43:20.556-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v39/toast/pow_mf.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v39/toast/pow_mf.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br />Let's start this bitch.<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15340464-112380020055453842?l=missatomic.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jenn.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215347069928284892noreply@blogger.com2