Craisins are Amazin'z

I love craisins. They've possibly been added to my list of top 10 favorite snack foods. (Stay tuned for the reveal of that list)
I can't wait for the next time I get to eat a fish taco.
I'm already thinking about next Lent, and the things I can do. I know I am probably way jumping the gun.
I have a lot of goals for this summer, and I hope that they come to fruition.
Volleyball tournament this weekend.

here's a completely unfinished poem. about mosaicing. I don't like the state it's in, but I don't want to look at it anymore for now. and it also just chops off at the end, completely with no ending. here you go:

Tessellation

My thumb swells from a hammer’s fall,

Toughened flesh between metal.

The stone crumbled and chipped,

breaking the mold from a desired square.

A pile of cubes strewn across the table

lays recklessly in color groups,

ready for peculiar placement,

lined in consecutive rows,

swirling in a parade of unfinished pattern.

The picture is only half done

And the labor is grueling

but each pixel adds to the puzzle

of the segmented artwork

following ancient traditions with modern

A Need for Distraction

This paper is due friday?! I'll write a relatable poem:

Van Gogh

Stars shine in ethereal globes
as cypress trees reach to touch them.
A wind ripples the sky into circles
while the village goes to sleep.

Somewhere close by, the morning sun
will rise over a peasant in a field
and turn the wheat to a golden fire
as the crows flee to a cooler blue sky.

The people are real; heads down
and bodies heavy after a long day.
They sit in the brown room,
eating their brown food.

And his dreams float around the space
in vortexes of color and light
intruding on their peaceful loneliness
and making visions out of portraiture.

Workin' for the Weekend

Sunday night gear-up for the week.
The week before the week before finals. (Next Sunday is Palm Sunday!)
I still need to write about 8 more pages of a paper and create a whole new mosaic. (ideas for that: a rendition of Our Lady of Guadalupe. follow up.)
I should also study.

I went hiking at Sky Meadows yesterday with some kids from the CCM plus Father. It was nice, I want to hike so much more. Council selection is this Friday!
It's supposed to get up to like 87-89 degrees in Fredericksburg tomorrow! That's bonkers, I'm going to die.

Poem sketch (I'll do this when I feel like it):
Deep breaths,
full surrender.

Like a child in His arms,
no feet on the ground,
I kick for release,
but find no strength on the floor.
It's only when I'm held
that I can stand anymore.

My Mosaic

here's my first tessellated mosaic; it's a wave.
look at it from different angles, and see what you think. there's no set viewing point.

3 L's, straight to the head

Yeah, that's a Lil Wayne quote as my title.

It's beautiful outside today.
I'm Loving this weather
and Longing for summer,
but Loathing this headache.

My stone mosaic is pretty much complete. I just need to go back and fill in the gaps with some thin set tomorrow.

Open Windows

For the breeze's embrace,
open your window.
Let the cool air stain your room
and rustle your sheets.
Let your papers fly to be filed
another time, and
don't fasten the curtains.
The fabric will dance with the blinds
as leaves dance around branches.
The wind will tuck you in,
and tossle your hair from its pins,
ushering you to do a waltz of your own
in time with the chimes.
The melody boasts of color and light,
chuckling tunes of the new season's bloom.

The World

Full fledge into Lent.
Three weeks until exams.
Less than four weeks until Summer.

Where has time gone, and where will it go?

I've applied for an internship for this summer at the library at the Chrysler Museum. So that would be cool. I know I'll be pretty busy this summer, and have less time for the beach, which pains me. But I need to make money, and save money, because at this point I have so little. Next year I'll have an income with the RA job, so that will be great, and hopefully I'll graduate college with at least a petite wealth to my name.
I'm so excited. for everything.

Going to Baltimore with Brian for the baseball game this week (Wednesday) will be fun. Go Orioles. Baseball season has just commenced, this past week, and Brian is super excited. Watching a couple games with him has been cool. I'm already learning. Ask me to recite the teams of the two leagues, American or National, any division. Go ahead, do it.

Artist statement and paper to write today.


listening to: "at the end of the day"-les miserables--(love this musical. want to see it live so badly.)

I Realize it's Been 8 Months

But I need to get these thoughts out.

I'm listening to my "bike ride" playlist from three summers ago, and it's super great, but making me miss so much.

Friends, beach, bike rides, warm weather, high school times, summer, mission trips, car rides, Virginia Beach, home, and a lot of little things that would sound weird listed out.
I love my current life. I've always loved life. But I also always get super weirded out by the super quick movement of time and rapid change that comes with it. I like change. When I dictate. I don't dictate time. Sometimes it's scary.

So many decisions hanging in front of my face. Not to mention four term papers, two mosaics, a portfolio, another paper, two presentations, and a group project. Hey Abi, you're a Junior, remember?

The chapel and my friends are holding me in place these days, and I'm loving every second of stressful, fun, crazy, late-night college life. I can't wait for this weekend, for spring break, for backpacking with Brian, for summer, for graduation, for grad school?for traveling, for living in a tree house, for marriage, for kids, for grandkids, for retirement, for traveling the world's coasts in a houseboat.

Watch out world, here I come.

playing: "The time that I've taken, I pray it's not wasted. Have I already tasted, my piece of one sweet love?" -sara bareilles
love, abi