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Back at it again with Lesson 5!
Last time i did a drawing from drawing professionally was about 9-10 months ago. It didn't look the greatest, but I hope you enjoy!
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ENAI SWIM offers swimming and survival skills lessons for babies and young children with real results in as little as 4 weeks. Lessonsn offered in Thibodaux and Houma, Louisiana.
ENAI ofrece clases de natacion y sobrevivencia en el agua a bebes y niños con resultados reales en tan poco como 4 semanas. Las clases las damos en Monterrey, NL, Mexico.
Lesson One, exercises 1 and 2.
Hand lettering is rarely used anymore, thank goodness, as I always hated doing it. If I had to, I would print out type and trace it. Have to admit though, it does have a certain 1940's hand made wobbly quality that has vanished from most artwork.
What I have learned is that it requires tons of practice, its a big mistake to think you can attempt to do it freehand, and
my spacing here is crap.
Yet to do exercise 3, lettering a 'film title', which apparently used to be a job once. But you get to choose or invent any kind of lettering for that. Woo - hoo!
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ENAI SWIM offers swimming and survival skills lessons for babies and young children with real results in as little as 4 weeks. Lessonsn offered in Thibodaux and Houma, Louisiana.
ENAI ofrece clases de natacion y sobrevivencia en el agua a bebes y niños con resultados reales en tan poco como 4 semanas. Las clases las damos en Monterrey, NL, Mexico.
The Mad Horologist's Lesson
This is a tale that the Ninimians tell to instill into the little gearwork girls and boys a “healthy distrust” of organic interlopers.
Long ago, in a time when the organics outside of Our Forest were still somewhat civil and properly structured, some of them practiced a strange form of medicine. These doctors of flesh built children of metal and wood; they were simple children of course, and they were called chronometers. These poor rudimentary creatures were capable of little more than keeping track of the passing of moments or crying out in alarm when a specific moment had arrived in the day.
The strange flesh men who created these gearwork offspring were called The Horologists, and they were feared and shunned within their lands because the other organics did not possess the understanding of regimentation and governance that we do. They could never build anything as civilized as Our Forest of sweet copper and bitter iron.
One day... one of these men of flesh, an Horologist to be precise, had found his way into Our Forest for the very first time. Now, the forest was much smaller then, and more innocent. Children were even allowed to leave if they wished, to play outside in the fields of organic sprawl.
So it was that the Horologist wandered freely past our marvelous dancing tree copses and came to a rest near the Black River. He had dabbled in gear medicine his whole life, even considered himself devoted to it, but being confronted by the reality of Our Forest was almost too much to bear. As he sat quietly within the tall humming pipe grasses on the bank of the Black River, he heard an unexpected noise behind him.
It was the ringing laughter of a young lady! It was untainted by the imperfections of the flesh, and it pierced soundly through his quickly beating heart.
He turned around and his jelly filled eyes met the visage of a well engineered brass female form bathing in the soothingly swirling oils of the Black River. She had previously removed some of her casework, so that her inner cogs and springs were exposed to the air, but she was more intrigued by the presence of the odd creature before her to be too concerned about such formalities.
When the Horologist saw that he had been noticed, he ducked lower into the pipe grass and began skulking away.
“Hello there!” she called out, waving an arm toward the man. “You needn't depart!”
The man paused. He slowly stood up and swiveled on his feet, “My apologies! I didn't intend to interrupt your... uh... private activity.” He grinned and bowed before her like a true gentleman should.
“Very well then!” she giggled, My name is Sah Trennial Raysofah, how may I address you, sir?”
The gentleman brushed his jacket down and ran his fingers through the long stringy fur that grew from the top of his head, “My name is Devlin Quicksilver, milady. Pleased to make your acquaintance!”
The two looked at each other for a moment, unsure of what to say or do next. A warm breeze carried the sound of a thousand ticking escapements from the slumbering gearwork trees in the fields around them. The lady stepped out of the stream onto the bank below him, thick inky oils running down her curves. The gentleman caught himself staring and hastily averted his gaze once more.
“You are a man made entirely of meat, are you not?” she asked curiously as she began to towel her frame dry.
The gentleman laughed, “Haha! I- I suppose I am, yes!” he then added, “I just have to say that I have never seen such a fantastic construction as you! M-may... may I ask who built you?”
Trennial dropped her towel and began up the short climb to where the man of flesh was standing. “Only if you will tell me who built you.”
Devlin turned to the woman as she approached him. “I was born... from the union of a human man and woman... so my parents built me, I suppose.” he looked her up and down intensely, he was captivated by the exposed cogs and levers as they performed their delicate concert within her. He felt a strange lust for an intimate knowledge of her that defied any rational thought.
She stepped right up to him and looked in his eyes directly, “My Learning Codex was created from an optimized combination of three mature Niminians who had bonded together and wished to create offspring. My intellect grew within the collective nodal sensory network of The Forest trees. Once I felt ready to experience the world unfettered, I engineered myself physically. My form was crafted by skilled artisans of metalwork and precision mechanics.”
The flesh man stared back into her eyes with conviction, “I can make you even better.”
A sly grin crept over Trennial's face, betraying her surprise and intrigue at the stranger's boast, “What does a meat-man know of Niminian medicine!?”
The story is continued on the next image...
I was having a hard time getting the full frame image to turn out so I took a close up shot.
WC pencil set up, then ink, then WC pencil cause I forgot my paints. Was not unhappy with this until I realized I did not do a ton of actual measuring. Painted from my car.
Jaime and I posing with Ke Kumu, one of the Colgate 26s on which we took out Basic Keelboat lessons.
Pandora staffers volunteer once a month at a local school, teaching music lessons.
Here is Steve, our Music Operations Manager, with a drum he made from cardboard tubing, and that shrinkable plastic wrap you can blow-dry tight around your windows. (in this case, it makes an excellent drum head.)
He and the volunteering gang will assist our 3rd graders in making, decorating, and playing their own drums. We'll also do a basic lesson on time signatures, rhythm, etc.
Drum instructions, per Steve:
Supplies:
Cardboard tubes cut to size (we used shipping tubes, but this could even be an oatmeal container)
Squares of that shrinkable plastic for winterizing windows
Double sided tape
Packing tape
Black Duct Tape
Glue sticks
Hairdryer
Stickers, markers, crayons, construction paper
Long pencils with erasers (drum sticks)
Thin but sturdy rope (optional)
Making the drum:
1) Put a ring of double-sided tape around the cardboard drum shell, about 1/2" - 1"
below the rim.
2) Carefully lay one plastic sheet across the top of the drum shell. Press the plastic
against the double sided tape at any spot around the ring, making sure it's relatively
centered. Pull the plastic somewhat tight (it will be tightened later with the hair dryer)
and press the plastic against the double sided tape directly opposite the first spot. Next, push the plastic against the tape at the spots 90 degrees from the first two. Then work your way around the drum and stick the rest of the plastic against the tape, being careful not to get too many wrinkles.
3) When the first drum head is fully attached, repeat step 2 with a second drum head over the first, for more sturdy drum head.
4) When both drum heads are attached one over top of the other, wrap one layer of packing tape around the drum, taping down the loose edges of the plastic sheets to the cardboard.
5) Use the hair dryer to shrink the plastic tight over the drum. Maybe stop a few
times and tap the drum to see if you can hear the pitch rising as the drum tightens.
6) Once the drum head is sufficiently tight, and the drum sounds AWESOME, pick the desired color of construction paper, wrap around drum (may need 2-3 sheets glued end to end), and attach to cardboard with glue sticks and black tape around the top and bottom rims.
7) If you want to the drum to be wearable around the neck, make two holes in the sides of the drum and thread the ends of the rope into the holes. Knot the rope inside the drum to hold the rope in place.
8) Decorate the drum (stickers, markers, crayons etc...).
9) Bang on the drum!
(Above, Steve is using the eraser ends of unsharpened pencils to bang on the drum, but I believe he also tested the drum with regular drum sticks.)
Big thanks to Steve (a pianist by trade) for dreaming up this idea, and for leading the lesson at the school. I'm guessing his three-year-old son is going to inherit the original model shown in this photo. : )
ENAI SWIM offers swimming and survival skills lessons for babies and young children with real results in as little as 4 weeks. Lessonsn offered in Thibodaux and Houma, Louisiana.
ENAI ofrece clases de natacion y sobrevivencia en el agua a bebes y niños con resultados reales en tan poco como 4 semanas. Las clases las damos en Monterrey, NL, Mexico.
Swimming Lessons (July, 2001)
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Place:Woodinville
Date:2001/06/24 13:18:11
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It was fun to sit down and think about my day because it was such a great one. I have included my way of roasting veggies if any one wants to give it a try. I make a huge batch and then eat it during the week.
Swimming Lessons - Enroll swimming course at Buckler Aquatics to improve swimming ability of your child
Garbage @ Kings Theatre, Brooklyn, NY, on Saturday, October 24, 2015
20 Years Queer Tour Setlist:
Sound Check:
Automatic
Dog New Tricks
Subhuman
Main Set:
Subhuman
Supervixen
Queer
Girl Don't Come
As Heaven Is Wide
The Butterfly Collector (The Jam cover)
Not My Idea
Driving Lesson
Milk
Fix Me Now
My Lover's Box
Sleep
Vow
Dog New Tricks
A Stroke of Luck
Only Happy When It Rains
Stupid Girl
#1 Crush
Encore
Kick My Ass (Vic Chesnutt cover)
Trip My Wire
I Think I'm Paranoid
When I Grow Up