Art. Art everywhere.

It's officially been a month since the move back to Batavia, and it's officially been a week since Julien has also been here. So, that has been fantastic. The past couple days, though, he has really been pushing me to do art. I've been slacking (for some unknown reason), and I have been not wanting to practice my drawing or work on my George Harrison mosaic. But he told me, "This is your career... you have to make time for it!" and that really stuck. If I want to have a career in art, I have to take it more seriously. It's not just a hobby anymore, I need to focas.

So maybe this will become an art blog slash health slash personal blog. Huh.

Tonight Julien and I watched the movie, "Domino." I liked it for many reasons.

• The cinematography was awesome. 
• The colors and filters were awesome.
• Keira Knightly is hot (and you got to see her boobies!).
• It was generally interesting. 
• and the main character is so kick ass, you can't NOT love her. 

Domino, the main character, sticks true to herself the whole movie. It's nice to see a female character who isn't totally focused on finding love, and who does things for the greater good, not just personal gain. Plus there was guns, smoking, porn, and a sex scene.
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Exercise: cleaning, DDPYoga, elliptical while watching LOST.

Being Elmo

Last night I watched a fantastic documentary about Kevin Clash, the puppeteer who makes Elmo come to life. It's called Being Elmo.

The reason why I loved this film was because it shows how much success and happiness that can come out of doing something you love and are passionate about. It encourages the idea of being yourself and following your dream.

Growing up, Clash wasn't always the most popular, and he sometimes got made fun of because of his puppets. Kids were criticizing him for playing with dolls, etc. But he looked past those comments and stuck to it.

It's an amazingly inspirational movie, I suggest it highly, and it's even on Netflix! Take a gander at the trailer, if you need more convincing.

I just rewatched, "Hairspray" after not seeing it since it was in theatres. Like many movies I saw when I was younger, I like this movie a lot more now. Tracy Turnblad's optimism shines throughout this whole movie, and you hardly ever see her without a smile. She gives confidence to so many people (including her mother John Travolta), I nearly cried.

Why can't we all be as fabulous as Tracy?