And then Jon Stewart gave his Keynote Address in earnest, and it was the very best part of the event. He gave voice to what so many of us feel - we are sick and tired of the crazy overblown fear-mongering rhetoric of cable news and/or Washington, DC.
Jon said, "We live now in hard times, not end times." And, "If we amplify everything, we hear nothing."
I also liked the footage of the cars driving into the tunnel, allowing each other to merge, as a metaphor for how we live: "You go, then I'll go." "We work together to get things done every damn day! ...Except here (meaning DC) or on cable tv."
I decided Kelsey was done. I hung her on the wall and have been looking at her for a few days. And spotting a few things that need tweaking (her left shoulder was a big blank space that needed some Q. Sienna and she needed a shadow to the left of her thumb). I'm going to give her to the weekend to decide if she's done, and then start the varnishing. Here's just her face:
In case you care, this is a young woman I was Metro-Stalking - ...whenever that was (? months ago). She had such a striking face that I sketched it, and this really looks just like her.
This is a Journal Page assignment from Suzi Blu - she said Flowers & Fall Colors. Although I did no writing or journaling at all. Just the head, tilted slightly back, and the sunflowers. Even though they kinda look like starfish.
So, I've been overweight since I was a teenager. Not by much, but given the attitude of my parents you would have thought it was a lot. I had a skinny mother who owned a bookshelf full of diet books. I never developed an eating disorder, but I did develop food obsessions, scarfing forbidden food in secret. After moving away from home, free to eat anything I wanted (binging), I did put on weight.
I developed a lot of introverted habits, because I'm not the sort of woman men notice - I'm used to being the Invisible Woman.** I'm used to male waiters paying attention to skinny friends, baristas making drinks for the pretty skinny woman behind me, etc. It's just a fact of life.
**Although I couldn't hide from Steve!
Last week I went to Starbucks for a coffee before work. This tall blond woman right before me also got a cup of coffee. We both headed over to the coffee-fixing-bar and she noticed the Half & Half was out, so she took it to the counter, and this male barista grabbed it and headed to the back. He returned with the empty canister and a half-gallon of Half & Half. He poured the Half & Half right into her cup, while I'm standing there waiting, my Fat Girl Self-Image habitually thinking: Oh, right, pour it for Pretty Woman! He didn't notice me as he filled the canister and set it back, but when I reached for it, he waved me off, saying, "Aw, no, no, let me do it - " ---coming over to pour Half & Half right into my cup--- and then he said, "Ya ain't no different than her! I'll pour yours, too!" I just smiled, said thank-you, and left.
The next day I went back, for a latte this time, but I remembered back to the day before, and my knee-jerk Fat Girl reaction. And the barista's comment: Ya ain't no different than her.
It's just funny how old habits die hard. And our perceptions can be wrong.
Steve and I went to Columbia Mall yesterday, and I took the camera along to take pictures at Starbucks.
[insert positive affirmation here]
This is a better picture, except I'm showing teeth vs. smiling.