I enjoy art very much, whether it is hands on creativity or just admiring others' artwork. Almost every year I become interested in a different form of art, but I primarily sew and design dresses, make jewelry, paint, and write. Unfortunately, these interests are hard to display on a website, but here are a few examples of my activities.
In this picture I am wear the first piece of clothing I ever made. I made the red dress the spring of 2007. I picked out the fabric and a pattern. As I was getting ready to start I decided to make a few alterations to the dress. I changed the design of the bust and added godets (those little triangular pieces) to the skirt to give the dress more swing. The dress is far from perfect, but it looks pretty good on and I definitely had fun making it. A lot of my others dresses were made from scratch with a guess and check sort of approach.
A couple days before I left for Trinity last August I decided I wanted to paint. It had been a really long time since I had painted; it was a sun next to the window in my bedroom. I wanted to do one more before I left for college, and it would be nice to have something like that to take with me. I ended up painting a picture of one of my mom's orchids. I sat on the kitchen floor the evening and morning before I left, and this is the result. It is now hanging in my dorm room, and helps to remind me of both home and my hobbies.
Deceive to Save
Get up and walk down the aisle for communion,
Comparing the outside world to a glimpse of
What's in here, somehow it just doesn't add up.
Does How you get to heaven matter?
It's hard to believe it does.
Kneeling there I realize God has shown his sheep the path
But the one in five has Ungratefully strayed
The thankful walk along the path of appearance.
It runs along the thorns, their roses betray us as deeply as a kiss.
Did God give as much ease to the four followers as to the thorns?
It's hard to doubt it.
Kneeling there I can't help but thankfully smile.
I wonder to myself how so many people can be mistaken
In what they see and what is truly there.
God had made it human Nature to protect yourself
From what is powerful and perilous; after all
It's not hard to want to deceive the world.
Kneeling there I make a silent prayer,
Not the expected want of second sight to see
White lies and pretenders, they are common
As as Harmless and Necessary as bees to flowers;
But the ability to deceive better than the best.
It's hard not to ask of God.
Kneeling there I Jealously watch others
Perfect their talent, walking down the middle aisle.
I know I too could be Safe from the world
If only God would grant
Such a Blessing to yet another.
It's hard not to want security.
Kneeling there I try to perceive the Blessed.
Since I can't Naturally deceive,
I might at least learn from those who can.
I've met a few Masters of the art.
God has given them an easier life.
It's hard to find Halos in the sunshine.
Kneeling there I find a few Reassuring auras from
Men with ties and other qualities.
Comparing the language in these families
To that of others in church, I noticed a Well suited man
Who seems perfect, guiding his toddler.
It's hard not to admire such accomplishment.
Kneeling there I watch the man with his toddler
Walking back from communion
To a pew in the Front. The combination of smile,
And empty eyes caught my attention.
Now I make out the halo's light.
It's hard to look, the radiance blinds.
Kneeling there I realize, one in five in truly forthright
God gives us ability to protect ourselves
And we spend it sheltering our life from harsh reality.
We believe that we four will be safe
And society might find weakened armor and crucify the one.
It's hard to want armor if the penalty if the penalty is none.
Kneeling there, watching family after family
I wonder, how might I escape society
And a hellish end? God deliver me
To the radiating gates of heaven.
I am after all still kneeling and adoring
The perfection your blessing of deception brings.