#friedectoplasm

become an entirely different person

the hardest i've ever cried during a movie would probably be harry potter and the deathly hallows part 2 (but that was mostly because no more harry potter movies not because of the movie itself, the ending of that movie was shit and they butchered the last scene with harry and voldemort also harry just broke the elder wand????? without fixing his old wand?? that would've taken about 45 seconds to do and it's so freakin' important because that wand meant the world to harry. also no teddy lupin????????? also we didn't see fred weasley die???? and percy get his redemption????? absolutely inexcusable i'll neevr get over the butchery that was that movie) 

Well.. that was uninteresting. Haha. I'm boring, so.. anyway, thanks Sophie!

Thank you, Sophie!

Rule 1 - Post the rules. Rule 2 - Answer the questions the tagger set for you in their post and then make 11 new ones. Rule 3 - Tag 11 people and link them to your post. (skipping this one, except for friedectoplasm). Rule 4 - Let them know you’ve tagged them. ---- PART ONE. because I am slow 1. Is there any action, or choice, or piece of dialogue, from your childhood that remains iconic or demonstrative of the person you have become now? Ahhh, there's a few to choose from. One specifically, is the occurrence when my mother comes into my habitually messy room, finding her eleven year old reading, drawing, sleeping, what have you. She tells me to stop what I'm doing and clean up, sure, expected; of course, she'd probably already told me to do it the day before. "What's wrong with you?", she asks, totally warranted. In a super matter-of-fact, clarifying tone, I tell her straight, "nothing. I just don't like being told what to do, and that's how it is." Thus! My assertive obstinacy, avec an odium for people assuming that I am aaanything, including my Momma. She tells everyone that story, it apparently shocked her that I'd said it so formally. 2. Name one accomplishment that is imperative for your life. Oooone. Well, since it's sort'of a package ambition, I want to create, distribute and inspire others with my work, art and writing. 3. Dream career, dream city, dream spouse? My dream career would be that of a professional artist, you know, one of those fabled artists who literally can live off the selling their artwork. My dream city could be anywhere with decent weather and with Internet, preferably with nice peeps ... Nashville, we'll say, or any city like it. And dream spouse. I'll say someone named Chris, who's clever, artistic, taller than me, who'd be my rock and wingman and love it. 4. Three music albums that mean a lot to you. (Feel free to substitute any other art form for the album. Could be books, or films, or sculptures.) Why these particular items? I choose paintings! The Gleaners, by Jean-François Millet, first, but less because of the actual work itself, but rather the experience I had whilst learning about it. My best friend and I affectionately dubbed it "zsa gleenahs!", and the term was then applied to every conversation we felt deserved a little bit more awesome. It reminds me of her. For my birthday one year, she took me to Cracker Barrel for dinner. She'd chosen the table long beforehand, a print of the realist masterpiece hanging on the wall right above it. And she gifted me with a framed copy, except there had been some photomanipulation done to it, her face and mine applied (hysterically, but lovingly, too). The second is Kandinsky's Several Circles. His theories on art, shape and color and sound, pretty much astounded me in school, and thinking about his compositions, his "melodies" makes the world swell, somehow. It's like figuring out the conceit in a John Donne poem, it's a rewarding experience. And I love circles and diagonals, I love them muchly, so Several Circles appeals, in a way, to my artistic musings. For the last, I'll pick a digital painting I saw on DeviantArt way back in the day that I've never forgotten. It's an illustration titled comiket2 by rans. It's melodramatic, but lethally lovely, really, at least in my opinion. A scenic tragedy, a little love story's end. It's one of the handful of emotive, narrative illustrations that I've found online that continues to inspire me and what I like to write, depicted with gorgeous and unique command of color and compelling composition.

How could I not include your essay? It was the best essay on the Chair vs Dair topic. (or even just the Chair topic, period) Every time I feel a bit hopeless about Chair, I just read your essay and laugh at myself for being silly. 

We all need to stay together in these hard times, because we don’t give up on the people we love!