Amelia, it was just a false alarm.

between rollercoaster and railroad tycoon, and school, i haven't been wasting time doing nothing on computers. Not a lot of time.

I like her shapes so much:

She is of course based on Ganes's famous mannequin (+ head). I personally hate it, because no female looks like that. No one is that thin, no one can physically bend to the side that way, and no one has boobs that defy gravity. It's not extremely feminine, but still, it's there so that students can learn the body, and it's wrong. I understand that having real people casted and made into mannequins would be scary and asymmetrical.

I added the T on the face originally to just figure out which way it's turning. I sorta like it now. It both represents the face and is totally not real at all. And it's totally unbalanced. imbalance. Spellcheck isn't helping.

Joni Mitchell's Amelia is stuck in my head. Oh no oh no oh no.

Romanticism.

I was so happy today that my bassoon teacher knows both Klee and Klimt.

Gesamtkunstwerk. All art together in unity. This was Wagner's creation.

Romanticism is a movement that began in the later 18th century, in Western Europe. It mainly encompasses art, philosophy, writing, and music. The ideas were to feel more, all feelings, from great joy to horror to awe. Beyond rational thought, and into the imagination, Romanticism thrived on the politics of Europe. Following the imagination was just as important as being the paragon of education. It fueled nationalism, a togetherness held by medieval ties between peoples.

One of the first real act of Romanticism was in Germany, when Jacob and Wilhelm collected the tales from the People (Volk). During the time, Napoleon was systematically taking over the world, and Romantic nationalism was in the air. There was also the Romantic idea that the medieval stories of knights and kings and princesses were pure ideas of the imagination, and that they had the right to be told. This is contrasted with the Classicists, who looked at the Greeks and Romans for inspiriation.

Romantic art is characterized by over the top contrast. In almost every painting I've seen, there's been near-white and near-black. It's also about feeling the emotion to it's fullest, and living in imagination. Letting that take over.

Musically, there is a lot of progression, although I don't understand the technical terms. Wagner was a big part of this movement, as was Beethoven, Weber, and Schubert. All I know is that Weber wrote some great bassoon concertos at this time, and the music is so atypically beautiful. And it's my homework this week.

I personally love this. I've read a lot into the brothers Grimm, and how and why they collected tales. I love politics of the early 19th century, and how the economies were changing, and how Napoleon was taking over everything. And America around 1815 was... trying to avoid a war about slavery.

The Whites and Blacks, the deep emotion, and the totally improbable but beautiful setting. Medieval ideas. Sounds Romantic. Bigger.

Giants and God-er-pillars.

Some paintings. I don't usually paint, but last week I found out just how much canvasboard I have. These weren't planned out, but I sorta like the foot. They're pretty surreal. Watercolor, the PRANG sets from school and some 'real' tube colors. Pancreatic clouds and god-faces. The foot is, technically 'still life'. I got to model for that one. I was going to go into the city for figure drawing, but it was gonna rain, so I painted.

Part of what I'm looking for is what I do. Everyone has a specific handwriting, line quality, mode of speech. What am I like with painting?

I got a lesson from the Food Network on how to properly cut a whole chicken from the supermarket. I can't say it doesn't interest me. Some part of my anatomy learnings are waiting for the chance to understand how my meat is cut. It's not sick or disgusting- it's what happens. If I'm gonna eat meat, I want to make sure I'm not shy about it. Except for the killing part.

Movie to look up: The Thief and the Cobbler. Or the Princess and the Cobbler. There are so many different versions of the film. Hand-animated, by Richard Williams (Who Framed Roger Rabbit animator), and it has some killer backgrounds.

This is one version, and this is another. And another with Broderick doing the voiceover.

Running on a stage blindfolded is one of my greatest hells. I've been on that stage in the dark before, but this is having someone else lead you. And then having to run. And listening to everyone else running around you. Holy Shit. I'm an artist- without my eyes life gets a lot harder. I don't always trust the people around me. No offense, but everyone makes mistakes. And then I get lead through the halls, and I try not to remember where I am and let Taoism* take it's toll. I felt like I had more fun leading blind Ashley around, and I connected more with my other senses that way. I had to think of things to explore without my eyes. What's interesting? What can I smell and feel and hear? I liked the leading when we were running, too.

Romanticism is in the works.

*Taoism: The present is beautiful and fun. Read some of the Tao of Pooh.

playing railroad tycoon.

Every so often, my digestive system decides it can only survive on water, fishy crackers, and unsweetened applesauce. It's not too much fun, but I'm always thankful that I don't have 100% of the stomach virus.

I've been thinking about painting that's not watercolor. Acrylic paint. Plastic paint. And how I need a lot more experience with it. I was thinking about making my own paint-by-number drawings on canvasboard and filling it in.

I've also started looking through all my art sets and collecting things and then I'll put them in shoeboxes under my bed. I have a lot of those kits for older kids.

I have a book about creativity someone has to read. 'The Imagineering Way', written by the Imagineers at Disney. A lot of the principles are ideas we learn in stac.

Quotes from the book.

"Never underestimate the power of a stack of multicolored index cards."

"By knowing ourselves, we can contribute to the team collaboration and the vision is built."

"The first ideas that come out reflect more the instinctive, emotional, and intuitive response to a project."

before the final shot, an animator draws out the pencil test, to make sure everything works they way they were planned. These are some of the originals from some really great animators. http://www.penciltestdepot.com/.

falling asleep, but it's too cold.

I realized today, after an exhaustingly traumatic shopping experience, that I don't want to stay home for college.

I set out all my watercolors today. I took apart art sets for these. I also have a lot of canvas board. I hope creative things will happen.

I went to the Pearl store to find the mythical green crayon for my pointillist piece. The guy went through boxes set for restocking the crayons, and they still weren't there.

Driver's Ed. First day. Didn't kill anybody or anything.

then what?

I need a new AP art piece and there are a lot of things I want to do, but there are things in my way.

I did this really great watercolor piece, but it's just too personal. I don't want to take it out in school again.

I'm trying to plan out st. George and his repentance over the baby dragon he left parentless. I would have to work on my painting quite a lot to get to that point, and I don't want to make the time to do that. I don't want to over do it. And I'd need practice to understand making depth in paintings, not just mimicking.

I'm a bit overwhelmed. I don't want to sacrifice possible college portfolio pieces because I was working for a panel of art judges. I don't want to make pieces for judges to grade. I don't want to let Ganes down. I don't want to be stuck in new york next year because I made a bad decision now, and I don't want some college person to go 'why did you even do this?'. I want to go by Rilke, but I don't want that to be the only reason. I don't want to draw another still-life. Oxymoron.

Maybe it's just that I haven't been able to settle on a second piece idea.

it's 11:08, and the dog across the street from me is still yapping. It's small and white and it's owners are stupid. I want to go out in my pajamas, ring the doorbell, and tell them to bring the damn thing in. Because it's either gonna keep yapping, or a stray will get it.

Art Dump.

This is from the last few days of art and back-to-school-night art. Some watercolor, some just drawing. The witch was drawn in 2 lines, the tree in 1, and the purple-haired girl is loosely based on Delirium from Sandman. The forest god is one of my favorite ideas.

Listening to the beauty of Lothlorien. Lord of the Rings the musical doesn't work, but the music is mythic.

It's just been a crap of a week.

colors kill

I left art at school. I'll bring it home for tomorrow, because I drew interesting things and painted some things.

I was reading Interaction of Color, by Josef Albers, and I didn't know what what happening. Then the book covered the idea that we see the opposite color every time we see the actual color, and that was a property we learned today. And I read some other things that I don't remember, because I'm just not up to it. Things are flying over my head and I just need more picture examples.

Color theory is a topic I only started on last year, and I would like to come back to the book in a few months when I've had more practice.

I spent last summer at two very different art classes, with different kids. FIT was full of fashion people, and Art League was full of kids who could really do art. But both groups started every conversation with 'did you draw that? it's amazing' and similar compliments. I personally don't trust compliments unless they're coming from someone who knows what they're doing, and even that has to come with a sense of critique.

Rilke said that you shouldn't care if your art is 'good' or not, but that it comes from you and speaks with your voice. Where did we go wrong, that we learned art should be about being better than other people, more accurately copying predecessors, or that a number can be assigned to these skills? Can we blame this on the 50s too?

And why am I in AP Art? I think I want the challenge of it. I need a test and I need to learn everything I can for it.

sonic adventure 2 battle music.

I read an article over the summer about this dance troup, and I think it's amazing. There are so many ideas that can happen when you take shadow puppets to the extreme.

tomorrow is Hobbit Day.

Still thinking about 'Surrealism, the point of connection between two different circles of reality.' And the middle of the realities don't touch, just the edges. I feel like that's important. This also changes the idea of 'what is surrealism'. It doesn't have to be anything other than different realities touching at the edge. I want to use this in art.

STORY TIME:

There once was a King who had a beautiful Queen. She was faithful and of noble birth. He loved her for years, but she became ill and the sickness ate her up until she died. The King mourned and left the castle, as was the fashion of the time, to search for a new queen.

The Queen he brought back was just as noble the first, and almost as beautiful. All the courtiers agreed that she was a fine catch for the King, and that now balance was restored to the throne. But the new Queen found life dull, and soon found love with a younger man. They stole away in the night, leaving a letter for the King.

The King mourned and left the castle, as was the fashion of the time, to search for a new queen.

The Queen he brought back was a fair and faithful girl from a poor town. All the courtiers agreed that she was a fine catch for the King, and that now balance was restored to the throne. Soon her belly began to grow, and one morning the King was told that his boy-child, his prince was born. But alas, the mother did not survive the birth.

The old King mourned and left the castle, as was the fashion of the time, to search for a new queen.

The Queen he brought back was from a far away kingdom, an aged duchess, who loved the King the second they met. All the courtiers agreed that she was a fine catch for the King, and that now balance was restored to the throne. She was not a pretty woman. She helped raise the Prince, and the alliance helped economic issues in the King's land. But as good fortune looked upon them, a hard fact came to the King. His Queen was seen in the kitchens over a cauldron, bewitching bad fortunes.

The law would not allow it. She was taken away, and the King refused to listen to the verdict. He mourned for his love, he mourned for the loves that came before. His heart broke clean in quarters, and he did not wake up one morning. So the Prince became King.

The King had a beautiful Queen. She was faithful and of noble birth.

should be watching the muppet show.

Ring-pops are so good.

I got more books today. I think it's a hoarding thing. I should organize them, just take a day from school to put everything in order and make sure my shelves are clean. At Williston Park day, the library stand was giving out bags. Fill it up for a dollar. I got things that looked nice, a textbook on experimental psychology, Stargate (movie), Bladerunner (must see it). about 20 things.

SHLURP SHURLP **crunch**.

I was at church this morning, and I wasn't paying attention. People in the choir should really pay attention, but i bring a book for the homily. That's when the priest stands in front and tries to relate some of the Gospel to our lives. This is what makes a good priest or a bad priest, and this guy just goes on for 15 minutes and he's old and I bring a book.

I think church is important. A lot of times, I don't agree with some of the people there, but the stories and morals are so important. I wish more people lived by all the good things, like 'love thy neighbor' and 'work hard and do good'. I don't believe religion and politics should be mixed. It's the 50s fault for that one. I don't want to be totally left or totally right, although i'll lean left most of the time. But there are a lot of people out there who don't want to listen. On both sides.

pg. 150. Frodo, Sam, Merry, and Pip are out of the Shire.

Found this in my photobucket archives. Iron Giant. This is about the same part of the movie as the coffee scene. After he wags his finger he does this finger-circle thing on "you need a challenge". That move is so important. Animation.

listening to winnie the pooh songs. The original movie that the clip is from may be the cutest thing ever. I watched the Jungle Book again yesterday, and I think I realized why it's so amazing, story-wise. Mowgli rejects the Call the whole time, and Bagheera and Baloo have their own different quests. It's really amazing. Besides the animation- that's another god altogether. Connection between the movies? Winnie-the-Pooh and Kaa have the same voiceactor.

The City is a weird place. I never want to live there, but I love all the crazy people. There was this guy who looked like John Lennon + Waldo + 10moreinches of hair. I went in today to join a studio for figure drawing, which is essentially understanding how the body works by drawing/painting/art-ing the nude figure. I don't really have a problem with naked people, but a lot of people do. I wish people, especially teenage girls, could accept bodies more.

There are 2 mins, 5 mins, 20 minute pieces. Used marker, ebony pencil, crayon. 2 models.

There are more at this Photobucket Page.

I like being able to draw faces.

RED and VEST and a human St. George.

Listening to Peter Paul and Mary. Mary Travers died from Leukemia on Sept. 16th. I've been to their concerts every year, and in New York all the kids would bring her sunflowers before Puff the Magic Dragon. After a whole day of repeated music, I feel like crying and joining an anti-war march at the same time.

Tomorrow I'm going into the city to join an open-studio figure drawing session. I'm a little scared. I've gone to the city alone, and I've done figure drawing before, but some of these people will have had 20+ years of experience more than me.

I am not a poet. I think I've had to read too many bad poems in grade school. It's not something I read normally, and not something I particularly care to work on. Nothing against poets. It's just not for me.

This is based on the poem "Little Tear-Vase".

I've started reading a color-theory book that's above my head. I was trying to take notes with watercolor, but things didn't work out. I started doing more Klee-impersonations. Red and Vest ('Blue' was not an option. What if we were taught that this color was called Vest?). They are full 11 x 8in usually.

I also had the feeling of a painting. a Drawing. Art that you need to look at but cannot because of an emotion that is private. I started writing out my limitations, which make ideas flow better: Big Emotion, Colors, The whole thing should be made of simple shapes, simple colors.

I wanted this to be a knight. Knights kill dragons (St. George), and I thought about it, and what happens if there's a baby dragon? He'd really feel like crap. And the little dragon won't really know what's going on and start following him around. I'm trying to use color and simple shapes here. Tried spacial awareness. It's mostly about the feeling from the colors.

too much time to think

Today a man being interviewed about Hard Day's Night said that surrealism is the point when two realities touch. It makes total sense.

Update 1. Children'sShowSet.

Shadow puppets. There will be a great white bedsheet, with a cardboard-cutout of a city skyline behind the sheet, and a light behind that for a shadow. Then for a different scene, we could exchange the skyline cutout for another cutout. It's fairly simple, easy to figure out, painfully cheap. And I feel like shadow puppets, basically, are a kid-thing that kids can relate to. We could even have a pots and pans percussion parade.

I would love to have a model ready for Yuvgenia, because I await and dread the critique. And I want to show what I learned last year. I'm about a month ahead of myself, but that's okay.

Update 2. ShirtIdea.

Once upon a time I got a book about Heraldry. At jousting matches, the coat of arms would be annouced by a small, loud man (the Herald), using all these fancy old-French terms. At the back of the book is a stencil mat with some of the different animals and patterns you could use.

So I put together parts from the eagle, lion, bear, horse, and dragon. And I added horns for the antelope. Gemsbok. Oryx. It's just the same thing. I added color. Now I would need to redesign it to look less like a kid's stencil. And it should be longer. And it should have some sense of balance.

Oryx horns, eagle beak, lion's mane, bear claws, horse end, dragon tail.

listening to music for the feeling of it.

I take sociology, psychology, and economics. my other classes are ART. A lot of times, the academics blend together. I think I understand sociology more than psychology. I can trust the predictability of a large group of people, not a single person.

Back in middle school I think I went through a phase that would have been emo if I'd come out of the introspective bubble. I was just lost in the sea of Middle School politics and didn't have the skills to understand people. On some level, I could say to myself "Isn't it great that I'm unique?". On another level, not being part of your own society felt unnatural.

In high school, I started drawing a lot. People. People are so interesting. I found a great book on basic nonverbal cues. I got better at drawing and seeing and recognizing cues. I'm still working on it. Try understanding the intricacies of conversation: how to start and end, how to break away, how to subtly hint at things. There are so many social things I still have to learn.

As an artist, this is my Golden rule.

NEVER PUT DOWN YOUR OWN WORK.

How many people break that rule? Too many.

Teaching, Kebabs, and Chimeras

listening to 5/4, Gorillaz. I know they're not good musically, but w/e. iTunes on random: Rockin' the Paradise (Styx), Fuzzy and Blue (and Orange!) (Sesame Street), I was Meant for the Stage (Decemberists).

First.

Student teaching. My mom was a lawyer, then stayed home to raise 4 kids, and now that the youngest is gonna be going into Middle school, she's getting her teaching degree. She's student teaching a 9th grade history class. Not too much homework, but like a little paragraph every night, and I think that's fair.

She came to me this afternoon with her book and asked me if this was a boy's handwriting. Cursive letters, neat, straight, little circles over the I's. No teenage guy has neat handwriting. Plus the name was spelt wrong. We come up with a decent plan of attack: collect the notes from the day's class. I wonder how much he's paying her.

Second.

Alex Kebabs and Grilled Soccer

3 pounds Alex sirloin

1 Hawaiian pineapple

1 soccerball

Assorted Peace and Love flowers

Ground Manhattan seasoning

12 skewers

Cut up the pineapple, sirloin, and skewer them with the flowers (check for bugs). Cut up the soccer ball. Grill somewhere outside, preferably on a beach. Make sure to season the kebabs and the grilled soccer ball in the last minutes before eating.

Third. Everything happens in 3s.

Tee shirt design.

One of my ideas, the one I'd go with, is a darkish purple shirt with the emblem of a golden yellow Chimera on the side, in total medieval style. The Heraldic term is segreant, a wingled quadreped on its hind legs. With parts from Bear, Eagle, Lion, Horse, Dragon, and Hart, perhaps. Or antelope. I think these are noble animals, 6 of them to represent the diciplines, all coming together to make this one sort of wonderful beast. Not aggressive, bit it's a symbol of togetherness. And one color is cheap. And I want something I can wear. And the 6 animals will be represented separately on the back.

It's fallable, but workable. I don't have a visual, because I still don't know exactly what's happening. But I don't want a shirt with a logo that had nothing to do with the slogan.

used some really sexy crayons today.

Listening to Heaven on their Minds, Jesus Christ Superstar. There's a rock bassoon solo.

6 periods of art today. Portfolio, AP Drawing, an off period that i spent drawing, and STAC.

The color design was during the off period, and the black and white update with the vest was from Economics.

"Pilfered Vest" "Multiple Belts" "Flowing Skirt" "Leggins" "Olive Oil shoes". Many spelling mistakes. The shirt on the other side is based on what this girl was wearing.

I guess I thought I would have more homework, but I don't. Just some readings, an essay here and there. Maybe I just manage things better. I'm done for a few days and I really need to find something to do.

EDIT 9:40: I love babysitting. There isn't really any other profession where you get to spend time eating ice cream and playing video games with a nice kid. The mother is basically a closet hedge-witch- I come in and the whole place smells like her boiled cinnamon tea. No wonder the cat wouldn't come in.

I guess it's sorta like the teenage version of 'playing house'.

writing about a king who goes through 3 wives. figuring out the details.

Listening to The Cat and the Moon, a Hobbit-song from lord of the rings the musical. I like the dancing and the costumes and the song is nice but there's just something about the musical that's a bad idea. The songs are really beautiful, but I can't take the show seriously.

A pointalism update. The circles in the middle represent the center- where the eyes go- and perhaps the rising sun. I feel like I should start the real thing tomorrow, but i need to pick a size. I also need to make it look less like a mushroom and more like a tower.

It can also look like a witch's hat. The shading needs to re-thought-over.

I saw Lady and the Tramp today for the first time. Never again. There are three of them in a row i can't stand: Peter Pan, Lady and the Tramp, and Sleeping Beauty. I dunno why. I still have to see the 1940s disney movies people try to forget.

A new goal: tea every morning. Black tea with a bit of peach.

The blogs are happening.

Listening to Assassins- Everybody's got the Right. The musical with John Wilkes Booth as a main character.

I went to the Yankees game today (they lost). anyways, "I like rich people, I like how they live, I like how I live when I'm with them." -Sound of Music.

The corporate party had a luxury, catered, box. There was a guy there with a turban and yankees tee. He looked a lot like Captain Nemo, and not the Patrick Stewart version.

I have figured out what I'm doing with the large amount of colored cardboard boxes I've collected. They can be cut up and used as the mattresses of Princess and the Pea fame. Second project! AP Art To-Do list:

1. Rapunzel's Tower, pointalism crayon.

2. The Mattresses, cardboard cuttings

3. Thumbelina, lost in a still-life? Or hiding from the Toad!

4. Matchstick Girl, something

1 Grimm/Common

3 HC Anderson

Frodo's not out of the shire yet. pg. 127 of the fellowship.

(forgot this one.) he was described to me and then my hand sorta kept going.

definately not lincoln.

I wanna be the gramma in Pippin

Listening to Pippin because i just found the soundtrack.

Art in school. I like having school around because if I'm surrounded by not-art stuff, I'm more likely to do art stuff. "If I'm never tied to anything, I'll never be free" is the quote from Pippin.

I'm attempting a pointalism piece for AP and for my portfolio. I've been looking up a lot of paintings and the ideas behind them and a lot of it has gone over my head. My concentration is 'fairytales', so I'm going to have a beautiful view of Rapunzel's tower. I'll be working in crayon, and below is what I have so far of the practice one. Red, orange, yellow, green-yellow, green, blue, and violet. I need to figure out what size the piece is gonna be.

Red sticks out more than i thought it does. oops.

There is also a life-drawing from an airplane. Sleeping people are great.

listening to Cocoon, Decemberists. School is tiring.

perhaps a different, less depressing song. Rockin' the Paradise, Styx. Yaknow what's not fun? finding out the YMCA you have is a cover.

The count is official, and [A1 bqx], besides serving the purpose of a digital portfolio of ideas, will serve its original purpose as well. Some school projects, commissioned by Luke the teacher of STAC, the integrated arts program, will be here too.

If you are a staccie and looking at these, please comment. And I've been writing here since last February, so get lost in some archives.

The first day of STAC we took a lot of photos of each other. Two chairs were set up in the middle, one staccie had the camera and asked questions to the other staccie, who tried not to look stupid. At about 10 photos per person, every person had at least on photo that just captured them entirely. Some of them also have parts of the art room in the back. I spend 3-4 hours in there everyday.

This is everyone's bestest:

Leah: oh my, this is you. it really is a nice pic, and i sorta wish i remembered what was said.

Kalliopea? Calliope is the Muse-name. Learned that one from comic books. so there. Beautiful pic.

Nikki: never be self-conscious of a camera! This is a great smile that's a little off to the side.

Is your name Ashley? A lot of these pics were nice.

Becky! This pic just shouted out 'dancers have to move all the time'. Got questions?

Bari? That's the name, I think. This is the nicest smile of those pictures: nice improv btw. try breathing for those ^_^.

'Tis I! 'Tis I! Lizy! I don't think the glasses will ever be straight. But the icon isn't that far off. It's a bit of an arrogant picture, but the smiley ones remind me of child-pictures.

Leah II carefully weighs her options. SMILE!

Cassie sees a new horizon. And the mac'n'cheese trying to hide behind it. A bit excited, but it's a nice 3/4 shot. I miss those.

Alex, the scarecrow and undertaker. Lets have everyone smile for this one. He doesn't surf.

Doug asks you to consider your options: look on and be amazed, or glance away, content. You look so different in a picture... there is a bit of a smile there. Or the other pictures affect perception.

Whoa its Cassie but a boy. Little brother Matt is thinking about smiling. Perhaps. If he has to.

This is really one of the best pictures of Jack ever. Looking happy- even without a guitar in his hands.

whoa purple whoa hat Jesse the underclassman guitarist! In too many other pictures. "It was this big."

Meghan this reminded me so much of the natural male enhancement guy on tv. Not a bad thing, really.

Maraid, I am sooo spelling your name wrong. Oopsie. IrishIrishIrish this is just a nice smile.

Juliana smiles for reals!

Bobby was thinking something very profound here.

Jess: Great photo that wasn't mid-word. 'Got Questions' was the freshman-focus slogan. And a rare smile behind you.

I think your name is Alyssa? and you don't look too panicky in this one. Don't be scared!

It's Nina's get-out-of-jail-free-card smile! Ya look lovely, dahling.

Zach! Zachkun, Beans, That Tall Kid. Ask him about Magic and Maplestory. Also looks a bit like the middle troll from 10th Kingdom. Everyone should have to sit through that 7-hour miniseries.

Nice pic Nick. Sorta miss the seduce-me-with-her-eyes-alone look. But even if it isn't serious, it's still a good'un. Love the jackolantern bass.

Keren: Smile more! Bold Optimism!

Hilary: not bad for a mid-word photo! Sorry if I keep poking at your bag. It has tassels.

Molly! Polly-Molly or Molly-wobbles. Owl neckless whoooo. A fellow comrade fighting the forces that want us to sit still!

Michelle: Holding your own through some tough questions of love and marriage. Or just love. And its byproducts. The cheshire-cat smile!

Ilana, not Ginny, the writer. Head-tilts are the cutest (it's an actual fact).

I think your name is Jillian but I'm not sure. Don't Panic! it's only a camera!

Dina knows everyone there is to know. Elegant picture, Deen. The earing is just dead on.

Interesting observation: how many of these had an eye on the center line?