Today, I took my dad and N to some art museums. N loves art and artsy things. She shows great talent and maturity at such a young age. She'll far out shine her big sister for certain.

  I think I'll always have a soft spot for Rauschenberg. This piece gave my heart a little smile. Dad probably thought it looked like a piece of garbage on the wall. In fact, he didn't really like most of the Modern - Contemporary stuff, but he was sweet to tag along and listen to me ramble excitedly about this artist and that movement and why I love this stuff.

Robert Rauschenberg, "Niagara Summer Glut," 1987

  These are a couple favorites of mine at the Museum of Fine Art Houston. I like them because they're dreamy and girly. When I was in Paris this past summer, I went to a retrospective of Odilon Redon that was absolutely fabulous.

Odilon Redon, Two Young Girls Among Flowers, 1909

 Kees van Dongen, Corn Poppy, c.1919

So, the end of the semester came and went, and I guess I survived because I'm sitting at home Christmas Eve full of chocolate and joy. Merry Christmas by the way! Here are a few pictures of the last remnants of my work.

Experimenting with mirrors, but my documentation is too MySpace.

I set up my installation in the shared space of the BFA studios.
 Space really affects the work. So, I'll need a lot more paper to fill Gallery 303.

I added more layers to these.

Maybe I got a little sentimental, because I just wanted to go home.

And, these didn't turn out as great as I hoped, but...I'm still thinking about these people.
They affected me deeper than the artwork may show.

I pushed the limit with my hand and had to give it a rest from cutting paper. Next semester I'll need to take it easier and employ help...If only I had a workshop full of art minions. I did, however, attempt the tissue paper paintings again. I'm pleased with how they turned out because I think I had a little more heart invested in them. And, I finished my book series as finished as I want to be.