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no, no let me skip it all… I will bitch later.

Ricky’s keyboard… tell me that’s not bitchin, I dare you!

Okay it is the next day now, I should probably bitch here… This technical class is kicking my butt… I mean I can get decent pictures, but I will admit I barely pay attention to the numbers when I do it. I am a hobbyist trying to get my masters in a technical field… I am seriously regretting my decision. Rich, true to form though is holding me up nicely. allowing me to vent at him and just taking it all in and offering up suggestions when he can. I will admit he has convinced me to keep trying and even to put more time and thought towards the class. He is right though, the are graduate level classes, not the easy gimmie classes like my undergrad work. It is just rough and topping it all off with everything else going on in my life right now and I am barely treading water. I just hope this is the last harshly technical class I have to worry about. I keep telling myself that the rest should be more of composition and such and hopefully less technical crap.

I love nighttime photography. The warm colors and gentle lighting… I think it is probably my favorite.

Still having some serious kinks to work out, but these were interesting.

The top two are of course for Rich… enjoy. The bottom one is for the rest of us 

Lookie how pissed she looks. It was funny, she was trying to be my little model and asked me to take this pic.

ohhhh… look at this!!

So I recently bought a new camera for my classes and now I am having a headache over learning a whole new system. I am not terribly about about the relearning of everything, but I am loving the new camera. SO these picture really kinda suck, but here they are.

I really had forgotten how much I HATE online classes! I mean seriously, all this reading. For some of use that learn better audibly or textually this reading to understand crap is annoying. I find it hard to not give up. Trying to not say “fuck it! Who needs a masters degree anyway?” I will admit no one. No one NEEDS a masters degree, but I do want one. I am just not sure I can do it this way. I think I really need to find a local ground campus if I want to actually succeed at this thing.

As for these images I am attaching they were part of a “Rock and Roll” assignment. Basically we threw a rock. Where it landed we went to stand and had to roll with whatever photo’s we could come up with from that location. We weren’t allowed to move more than 2 feet from that spot.

I will be the first to admit that I failed the assignment, but not because I could find nice shots, but because I am an idiot and forgot to check my camera’s battery before going out. about 30 shots later I had a “WARNING WILL ROBINSON! WARNING!!”

And boy howdy, I was so muddy and a tad bit cold when I came back in. You will see water in the two images I am deciding to post. That literally was from the rain that had been pouring from the sky for the entire first half of the day. I have to admit I find it kinda funny. I moved to a desert and then it basically rained for a week straight and then a day or two, then three days etc… this last set was so bad that it was torrential downpour!! with lightning and everything! I was amazed!

Well, anyway. I hope you like the photo’s. I do. There are a few more I like as well, but considering that I don’t really have an album add on or anything in here I will skip posting too many images for now.

Have a good day guys and gals.

Loss is a funny thing. If you think about it just the word is kind of funny sounding. Yet when you do loose something, there comes with it a sense of emotional attachment. Even if it is something we wanted to loose, we still generally feel some kind of strong emotion attached to the loss its self.

When we loose something that is actually near and or dear to us the loss can often become even more profound. Some think that the loss of a human life means more than the loss of an animal life, yet in my experience life is a life. I am used to putting animals down, seeing them put down and even assisting with the injection. So for me the feeling attached with the life of an animal is somewhat dulled. Some have said that that is how it should be with regards to animals, yet I want my readers to consider this… Nursing home employees, ER nurses, and cancer patient caregivers… these too are people who’s nerves have dulled somewhat to death. And their experiences are all with people, human beings.

I want you to sit back and consider this… life only has the value we place on it. If that sentiment rings true with you at all you will appreciate the story below, if your still not convinced, please, continue to read the story below and I will attempt to validate my argument.

In the case of Officer Justin Patterson and his partner Officer Bosco the loss of life is likely to be more profound than any simple pet owner. Not only does Officer Patterson see his furry friend at the end of a long work day, but he is also his work partner. So, not only did the two of them share meals and potty breaks. They also relied on each other for safety, for duty and for friendship. Each day the two of them woke up and prepared for another day of work together. They shared the rewards and pitfalls that surround the life of a police officer.

The life of a police officer is wrought with stress, when and officer looses a partner they are often required to see a grief councilor, but what happens if that partner is a K9? When your partner is a human they go their separate ways after a shift ends. They often have their own families, their own stressors and their own lives. Yet when that partner is a K9 officer there is no separation. That partner goes home with you after a long day at work. They lay on your lap while you watch television and they play ball with your children in the back yard.

When you consider the loss of a partner of any kind, be they two or four legged the pain can be quiet real and the anger fairly profound. Loss, while it may be a funny sounding word all alone, it still brings with it reminders, memories of the things we have lost. And when that which you have lost is never far from your side it can be basically the same thing as loosing a part of yourself.

In loving memory of Bosco,

Well, as anyone versed in historical myth’s knows, the phoenix is the symbol (mythical bird) know for it’s death and rebirth. And know that hey zeus character does not have the monopoly on that myth. In fact it was around for millennia or two before him. Hell, his EXACT story was around in Babylonian times…. which for you historically challenged people… take a history class at a community college that does NOT have to do with the US of A. And the story happened twelve times throughout history before his version that is so etched in modern theological rhetoric. okay, where was I? Oh yeah, the phoenix.

The mythical phoenix has several different versions (which anyone who has ever played the telephone came can understand) basic idea is death in a fiery wrath and then rebirth. So… hence…. my web page was brought to a crash due to a potential compromise to it’s security and everything was wiped. Even the databases. Will everything come back up? eh… who knows. I have a lot of crap piled up here on my desk, so we will have to see. For now though… the site is up and I am kinda dorking around with my scanner and adobe illustrator. Feel free to poke around and see what’s there. I am moderating posts from previous bad experiences, but feel free to make an account and post if you like.

Sincerely,

Wee

Below I am going to link three images. THe first will be the actual sketch that was colored with colored pencils. Then it will be the live trace and last the live paint. I still can’t decide if this is worth it. It could easily be becasue I jsut haven’t figured out Illustrator well enough yet, but I am not too sure about that. Drawn in Fall of 2009.

Evidently I can’t get the BoB comics to scan and live trace… oh well. Here is an approximation. When I take the time to truly trace these in Photoshop I will upload them.

This was drawn in summer of 2009.

Ted Collins asked me to draw this out for him for a tattoo. Whether or not he got it, I have no idea, but it was fun to draw, even if it isn’t my art style. Drawn in early 2000’s.

I am scanning sketches into adobe and then learning to live trace with Illustrator CS2. SO bear with me while I scan them in.

This guy was drawn in the late 90’s, though I don’t remember who I was drawing.