Saturday, February 26, 2011

Creative Juices

Growing up, my grandmother had some cloth dolls around her house she had made -- only one or two that I could play with, but I was always asking for her to get them down for me.

When I was around the age 11, my grandma decided to make every one of her grandchildren a quilt. I knew my turn was coming up, so naturally, I asked for a doll.

Thursday, February 24, 2011

Attacked by Snakes

I'm currently working on a drawing for my experimental drawing class that is based off of "the Creation" in Genesis i.e. Adam and Eve. The drawing started as just Eve, but after a critique from my class, it has evolved to include several different elements from the story...you'll have to wait to see it though.

Anywho, after our critiques on Tuesday, our teacher, David, gave us a homework assignment: a 30-minute drawing based on the same topic as our current work but with un-traditional mediums.

So I busted out my giant makeup kit.

 And I learned I have a lot of different shades of green eyeshadow.

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Fat

So between all my fashion stories about trends in summer swimwear or springtime footwear, I'm working on a story for the paper about hCG diet supplements.

What is hCG, you ask?

Human Chorionic Gonadotrophin aka hCG is a hormone found in pregnant woman. When you pee on a stick, the little stick is looking for hCG in your urine. If you have a certain level of hCG -- you're pregnant.

And what does that have to do with diet supplements?

Well, I'm still trying to figure that one out. The theory (or one of the theories) is that the hormone found in pregnant woman works to preserve a woman's fat stores. So if said pregnant woman doesn't take in enough calories for the ever-growing baby, the baby will eat off of the fat that already exists. I think the idea is that if you aren't pregnant and you take the hormone, your body will eat your stored fat, instead of the calories you do or do not put into yours system.


Monday, February 21, 2011

Camp?

For whatever reason, someone decided to trust me with their teenage daughters.

Yesterday, I got called as my ward's girls camp director.*

My first reaction: Yeah!

After I heard my name called over the pulpit, my bishop asking the ward to sustain me as the camp director, I heard several people gasp. Yes, gasp. And one sister in front of me grabbed my hand and said something along the lines of, "how great."

My second reaction: Really? Are you sure? Me?
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