The most important part…

Every year I go shopping with my mom the day after Christmas. All those good sales you know. After hitting 5 Hallmark stores (yes, we are addiced to Hallmark ornaments) we moved onto Target in which I found some wonderful dishes, and on sale. I don’t have good dishes, so bonus! I got 8 dinner plates, 8 salad plates, and 6 soup bowls. Only SIX! What can one do without enough soup bowls! No worries, as there are many other Target stores on the way to the studio where I was going the next day. So, I planned to be at the studio at 10:00… I didn’t get there till 12:30 and had stopped at 5 different Target stores along the way (a little obsessive, perhaps)! Do you think I found my soup bowls? No, I found an acceptable substitute, also on sale, but it’s not the same. Bargain shopping only gets you so far…

Onto the Next Task

So I survived yet another semester with yet another grueling month of final projects, paper, anthropology, etc. So now I have time to pay attention to my next task, Christmas shopping! I make many of my presents, but some I must buy, and thank goodness for extra-long store hours because I still tend to leave my studio after 8 or 9 o'clock. But I digress...

Last night I was Christmas shopping, and finding all sorts of things I needed. I bought a sweater, socks, a picture frame, all for me and only found one thing for someone else. I haven't been shopping period in so long I do need stuff, but I feel guilty, suppose to be shopping for other people. Does anyone else have that problem too, or perhaps it's just me?

Problems ehh? :-) Anyway, Merry Christmas!



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The Bane of my Existence

It's anthropology... rather the excessively long paper I have to write that is due in 5 days. Working title:

On the Mantelshelf: Material Culture Prominently Displayed in the Home.

So far, very much in progress, but determination will get me through this! And you ask shouldn't I be working on it right now? Well even in the most desperate of times everyone needs a little more procrastination time!

The Story of Nicoel

If you weren't at the U's open studio night in November, this may seem rather strange to you, but here it is anyway!



The history of Wales before the Roman invasion is shrouded in mystery. From the depths of our research we have found that there was a mass invasion of Celts around 435 BC. Only recently have we discovered the cause of this migration. It seems there was a warlord named Narco pursuing the Celts. This warlord desired to rule so badly he even made a pact with the unseen. The demon who answered his call was known as the soul stealer and possessed the unfortunate warlord. The reign of Narcoel (as he was then known) was a brutal time of oppression for the people of Wales, for as armies fought against Narcoel, each fallen warrior would arise as a Zombie. Narcoel truly was a soul-stealer. Finally, the tribes of Scotland, Britain, and Ireland launched an attack on this demon. Through overwhelming force they drove his armies to the brink of the sea. Their druids then bound the soul-stealer into the structure of Woodhenge. This structure held the demon for over two millennia until an unsuspecting tourist knocked over the last remaining pillar, freeing the beast. Fortunately, the tourist’s companion snapped a picture at the same instant, so instead of being released into the world, the soul stealer was trapped in a Nikon camera. This camera was sold to an unsuspecting student in a master's program, Caroline. When she took her first picture with it, it stole her models soul. This led her to a mental break, allowing the demon to possess her partially. Luckily, her three guardian spirits keep part of her sane and allow her to spend her days studying works of art. Unfortunately during the night…the demon, Nicoel, rebuilds her army of the undead.



Story by Tim W.
Drawings by Stacey Holloway