Wednesday, February 29, 2012

this is a blog. so that's what I'll do.


for the first time in WEEKS, I'm finally caught up on life. I was so sick of being behind. I thought running from my problems and fears, I guess, would help me relax and breath. turns out, your problems are there the second you pull your head from outside the covers. when I got sick, I thought napping would make me feel better. turns out, I ended up sleeping for 12 hours each day. 
the sun came out today. it does exist. that gave me the motivation to put on my sun glasses, put on a smile & walk outside. turns out, it’s not as bad as it seems. nothing ever is, really. one moment, you feel like all you can do is run. run away from whatever it is that’s bothering you. you think crying, screaming and sobbing will make people feel bad and eventually want to help you, even though you still pushed them away. just cope with it. nothings easy. we all go through shit. what makes you so special that we should all stop the world until you’re ready to get on?
somehow, combined with 1,200 word papers, germX, tissues, text books, Mono and sneezing, I managed to go home for the weekend.
that really helped me. seeing my family. sometimes when you're sick (and I mean really sick) that's all you need; your mom. it helped put me in a better mood. when I landed Monday morning, it felt different than it has before. it actually felt like I was landing somewhere familiar. I got on the train, put on my headphones, knew exactly what stop to get off at and went to my room. it was like clockwork. like I didn’t have to think about it. and I love that. sure, Chicago is no Boston, and my room here can’t even compare to my room at home, but the keyword is “my”. it’s always me. mine. and that makes it special. 
half way through the semester. kind of scary to think about. but I need to keep pushing. I need to push harder each day. no matter how sick, tired or stressed I am. pretending things aren't there doesn't make it easier. 
it only makes it harder.

Jodie Carey




Jodie Carey was born in 1981 in London, England. She lives there today and she even went to college in London and graduated with a BA and MA from two different schools. She has pieces in museums ranging from New York, to Amsterdam to England. A lot of her pieces require a lot of craftsmanship, a lot of focus and intense passion. She works very hard on every single piece that she works on, some might even say she works too hard. Every piece that she works in has an immense sense of beauty and unbelievable talent that goes along with it. She works for hours on end on all of her pieces, just so the viewer can really get a sense of what she was feeling and thinking at that exact moment. One of her most favorite elements, and her most well known, are her paper flowers. She often uses paper flowers to replicate real flowers, in which she uses in most of her pieces. She gets most of her colors that she uses from natural substances, instead of artificial ones. Carey has her own unique style, and you can look at a piece of art work and know right away if it is hers or not.