Life, Love, Sex

Busy, Busy

I’m going to be busy these next few weeks finishing up things for classes. I have an article review due Tuesday for my science class, I have to visit 3 museums for my art history class, and I have to have 5 finished paintings for my painting class.

I have yet to pick an article even for my science assignment. But I will be doing that this weekend.

I have yet to visit one museum, but I’ll definitely be doing that on my days off this week.

And I only have 1 completed painting so far. And it’s a half-assed one at that. But this last one I’m working on is totally making up for it.

OMG, it’s really just amazing. I’m shocking myself at the awesomeness of it. I’m really just having a hard time believing I’m the one painting it!!

I started it yesterday.

Here’s my photo reference:

Jefferson’s hands grabbing my boobies. Provocative, I know!

I spent the day drawing it (with a lot of dilly-daddling in between…)

Then, that evening, I knocked out the first layer in a couple hours….

And then this afternoon I added the tattoo coloring:

I have more done, I’ll take pictures when I get back to my room. I took a bit of a dinner break. I was painting for about 6 hours straight and had only had some crackers to eat. So, I was a bit hungry to say the least…

But, you can see why I’m so excited with how this is turning out.

Though, I was so wrapped up in my painting, I didn’t get to enjoy the beautiful day. I mean, I had my window open and the blinds up, so I was still absorbing the fresh air and sunshine. But, I totally rationalize it by pointing out I was being totally productive. It’s not like I was just fussing on the computer. I was doing school work after all. And while painting outside seems like a nice idea, I a) don’t want to be watched by strangers, lol, and b) find it hard to mix colors in too bright light.

I know, I know. I don’t like strangers watching me dance or paint or breathe or anything, but I totally get off on them watching me fuck.

….I dunno…

Lol.

Ok, I guess I’ll head back to my dorm and paint some more. Or do my science article. Or write more smut. Grr…I shouldn’t do that. Hey, ok, I won’t. But if you want to read a hot story, Jefferson finished writing about our first date…

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Edit 4/22: Ok, so I didn’t write or paint or do homework last night…I spent a few hours putting line breaks in Jefferson’s profile description.  Damn it, seriously a few hours… now go admire it…

But here’s “Stage 2″ of my painting (Everything I accomplished yesterday after coloring the tattoo…)

Eeek!! Joy!!

I just discovered Photoshop brushes.  I’ve downloaded almost 2 dozen sets already!!

And I’m discovering all these other cool things in Photoshop I hadn’t known about!!

I’m having a serious artgasm right now. Yes, artgasm.

I’ll see ya in a couple days, lol.  Cause I’m going to be absorbed in this shit for awhile.

Excuse me, I’d like to get to the porn in the bedroom

Marina Abramovic, together with Ulay, set up a performance art piece where they stood naked in a small gallery entrance to test which way people would face.

Very interesting psychological test for sure. But squeezing through a tight hallway? Definitely a hindrance when you have somewhere good to go. And trying to prevent people to getting to porn? That’s just plain cruel.

Take Jefferson and Lolita for example. They thought they were clever blocking the hallway and squishing anyone trying to pass.  I watched and laughed as Tyler tried to make his way though.  He tried frontwards and sideways until he finally managed to push them apart and make his way through.

Having watched Tyler struggle, I calculated the better way to get through.

I slipped behind Jefferson, pushing him forward, and effortlessly made my way through.  He and Lolita laughed, admiring my cleverness.

Finally!  The porn!

Gah!  There were at least a dozen people crowded in Jefferson’s bedroom watching Audacia’s latest work, The Bi Apple, and no one was naked.

Was this, or was this not an orgy?

Turns Out I Can Draw

A sketch I did in preparation for my painting

Art Class Ruins Everything

I hate painting now.

I hated ceramics once I took ceramics class.

And now I hate painting now that I’m in painting class. There’s too much pressure for me to paint something good. Or at least identifiable. And it’s hard not reverting to abstract.

I’m supposed to be in class right now. But I came back to get a new canvas. Cause I was seriously gonna cry and melt down looking at that other one. That I fully intend to gesso over.

It’s just frustrating to not be able to make what I want.

And now that I’m frustrated and in tears it’s even harder to move forward.

I guess I’ll go back to class now and figure something out.

Yay Painting!

So I just got back from my first painting class- and it was pretty cool. Well, we didn’t do anything yet, but he just talked to us about things to get and what to expect from the class. The teacher seems really cool. Real easy going, jokes a lot.

And a bunch of my friends from my ceramics classes are in the class with me too! Yay! I did miss my ceramics friends.

Our first assignment is a landscape. I think for my reference I’m going to try and find something from The Americans in Paris book I got (from the exhibit at the Met). It should be here Friday, so I’ll see if I can find something I like.

And, I actually think I’m going to try out oils. I’m not always getting the results I want from acrylics. Acrylics are flat, and sometimes that’s good, other times I hate it. Adding gel medium helps beef the paint up of course. But I definitely want to try oils. The teacher even said I can use both if I wanted.

I’m off to my drawing class in a few minutes, I hope the teacher is good here. And maybe more people I know are in that class too! That’d be awesome.

So far this looks like it’s gonna be a good semester! Finally!

New Painting

One of my latest paintings– first in a while as I took a little break while I was working…

Daisy

I’m not the best at taking photos of my pictures, but you get the general idea…

Flowers

1st endeavor outside of my abstract paintings (of which a small sample is now hanging on Jefferson’s wall):

The bigger one, a success, I think:

Next to do, a Gerbera daisy, my favorite flower:

I did a preliminary sketch and mixed the basic color (though struggling to match that orange, so it might be a pink flower) and ready to start tomorrow! Woo!

Bored and randomness

I’ve gotten bored with writing my sex stories. I mean, how many times can I write about fucking and have it be interesting? Not to mention no one seems to even notice I haven’t written a story in a while…so, like why bother?

I’ve been wanting to finish up my series of stories from when Jefferson and Mitzi visited me at the end of August. So here it is: reader’s digest version.

So, we ate dinner then we all fucked and Jefferson gave Mitzi and I spankings then Mitzi blew him until he came. I passed out and woke up after a bit and hung out with them in the living room until we all went to bed. I slept in the middle and it’s really crowded there. I was really happy to be sleeping between my two closest friends. Mitzi’s dog was barking because she didn’t have a pillow on the ground to sleep on, so I put one out for her. Mitzi moved to the couch at one point in the morning, and when Jefferson and I woke up we fucked a bit, and then he started eating me out and Mitzi came in to watch. We eventually pulled ourselves out of bed because Mitzi and Jefferson had to get back to the city. I went to WaWa and got us all milkshakes and some stuff for breakfast. Breakfast was slow, and we ended up missing some trains, even though I raced a bit. It was sad going back to an empty house, and I wished they could have stayed longer, but we should definately do it again next summer.

And there’s not a lot to write about in September. I saw Jefferson a bunch of times, and it was all pretty low key and nothing out of the ordinary.

Maybe I’ll get back into writing stories with the return of the sex parties and the “really, really” nice time Jefferson and I had on Friday…. and maybe I’ll finally explain why I took my blog down that one weekend (if anyone’s even still curious or rememebers that, lol)….

I’m really kind of a role with my paintings. I’ve done 14? I think in the month. And I just purchased rolled canvas and am making my own custom canvases now, in a shape that I can’t get in the store. It’s fucking awesome!

And I’m taking a class at the local AC Moore (craft shop) on crocheting so I’m going to learn how to do that and make some scarves for Christmas/Hannukah presents. Though I don’t want to give everyone scarves, so I’ll have to figure out what else I can make.

And let’s see. Tomorrow I have an appointment with a new psychiatrist. I left my old one of like 5 years cause he’s a douche, and my parents’ agree. I hate seeing new doctors. But apparently he has a good reputation, so we’ll see. I don’t know if I’ll necessarily go on medication, but I at least need to see a dr. to get diagnosed as depressed for school.

So, yeah. That’s all.