Wednesday, June 15, 2016

Wait For It

3 posts in 2 weeks? You'd think I didn't have a job or something. Well, as of about 4:00 pm yesterday you'd be right. 

Hooray for unemployment??

So in the spirit of embracing this most recent change and the road ahead, I share the following:


Life doesn't discriminate
Between the sinners and the saints
It takes and it takes and it takes
And we keep living anyway
We laugh and we cry
And we break
And we make our mistakes
And if there's a reason I'm still alive
When so many have died
Then I'm willing to wait for it
I'm willing to wait for it...


Wait for it
Wait for it
I am the one thing in life I can control
I am inimitable
I am an original
I’m not falling behind or running late
I’m not standing still
I am lying in wait

Saturday, June 11, 2016

The Conjuring 2

About 11 hours and 50 minutes ago I saw The Conjuring 2 with my sisters and brother-in-law. This was at 4:00 pm, Friday which would make the current hour 3:10 am, Saturday. I fell asleep pretty easily a few hours ago, but details of the movie have floated back to the surface of my consciousness and now I’m addressing you from the relative safety of my own bed (AM I SAFE??) in hopes I can overcome these spectral visions and drift back to sleep. Or wait for daylight. Whichever comes first.

Don’t ask me why, but my siblings and I have been on a bit of a scary movie kick lately. Not the grossly violent bloodbath kind - the eerily suspenseful, mysterious kind. They’re fun, provided you’re not keen on getting a full night’s sleep for a few days afterward. We watched the first Conjuring movie a few months back and it scared us so miserably we couldn’t wait to see the second. I don’t understand, either.

Even though I'm clearly paying for it now, watching a scary movie in a crowded theater is exciting. You gasp and shriek in unison with each terrifying scene and for the rest of the movie you’re anticipating the horrors waiting around each darkened corner. SO MANY DARK CORNERS. And while you wait, you giggle. You sit there giggling because you know something’s gonna happen and after it’s happened and you’ve jumped 3 feet out of your seat and overturned the popcorn bucket sitting in your lap, you laugh. You laugh right out loud at yourself for being so scared. You laugh at the woman in the third row who manages to scream a little louder than everyone else. You laugh at the grown man gasping behind you. You laugh at the thought of dozens of adults sitting in a dark room waiting for what is essentially the boogeyman. It’s more funny than most comedies, really. 

Except that comedies usually don’t keep you up at night. There’s nothing funny about recalling the details of a horror film while sitting alone in a dark bedroom. Demons disguised as nuns? Possessed children speaking in tongues? Furniture getting thrown around by some unseen (and extremely unhappy) entity? Turns out these things scare me a lot more now than they did 12 hours ago.

As spooked as I am this very moment - and I’m SPOOKED - The Conjuring 2 is no match for the last horror movie I saw in theaters. That honor goes to The Ring. I remember seeing it with a couple of high school friends and it was so fetching scary we fought over who would have to sit alone in the back seat of the car on the way home. I lost... Thanks, guys… When I got home I did what any mature teenager would do - I slept on my parents’ bedroom floor that night and every night for about a week until I graduated to the living room couch. 

So while The Conjuring 2 did not linger quite as much as The Ring, I kinda wish I was asleep on my parents’ bedroom floor right about now. Because I just don't think my roommates would be as accommodating. 


POSTSCRIPT: There was a silver lining I failed to mention. For some reason Patrick Wilson picked up a guitar and sang “Fools Rush In" about 3/4 into the movie. It was nice. And it made me wonder, why doesn’t he sing in ALL his movies?? Like, if they can make it work in something like The Conjuring, then surely it could work in basically ever other movie he’s been in. 

Patrick Wilson: Singing Ghost Buster

Saturday, June 4, 2016

Inventory

Breaking radio silence and returning to take inventory of the last few months or so. 

January

Moved out of my parents' house... yet again. I made the decision to move out waaaaaay back in August when I started working at Rainey Homes. So it only took me 5 months to finally pull the trigger. That Lauren's a slow mover.

Started another semester at SLCC, this time with a full schedule that had me bouncing back and forth between Salt Lake and Davis County a couple times a day. It's the most classes I've taken at one time since going back to school - mildly terrifying.

Got through some emotional hurdles after the move, most difficult of which was a sense of isolation. This coming from an introvert. 

February

My biggest incentive in taking on more credit hours was so I would qualify for a tuition waiver through SLCC's Visual Art & Design program. Apparently they have scholarship money just laying around so I upped my course load and applied. I made it through the first round of the application process and later had to present my working portfolio to a room full of department heads - extremely terrifying!

Received said tuition waiver. I like when school pays for school.

March

Went on a family vacation to St. George to see a Queen cover band perform at Tuacahn. The concert was excellent, which was good because if it hadn't been this vacation might have gone down as one of the worst in Waters history. Rivaling even the capsized boat incident of 2003 at Lake Powell... Let's just say you never want to lock your keys in the trunk of your rented 2015 Volkswagen Passat. You will be carless until someone smarter than the car's computer can find a way to liberate your keys. In our case, that meant several days and 2 tow-truck trips while the car held our personal belongings hostage.

Submitted 4 pieces to the 2016 Student Art Show, 3 of which were accepted. Allow me to remind you of the lengthy entries about last year's show. 

Received 2 awards at the show. One of which was... uh... Best in Show. I received it for a piece I designed in my Advanced Typography and Layout class last semester. My design instructor explained that a design piece hadn't taken the top prize in the show in over 10 years and that it was A VERY BIG DEAL. I promptly threw up in my mind.


Here's more about the project and the show itself if you're keen. What's sad is there are so many little things I would go back and change. Still might. Sometimes you get too close to your own work and just can't look at it objectively.

April

Had to act as Creative Director for a group project in my Advertising Workshop. I discovered that I like taking charge when I'm not in charge, but once you make it official and slap a title on me I'm not so enthusiastic. I guess that means I prefer the lead-from-behind approach. Actually, I prefer the it's-too-important-I'll-just-do-it-myself-becuase-I-don't-trust-you approach.

Was informed by my roommate of 4 months that she would be selling her home over the summer. I decide to ignore this added bit of anxiety-inducing news until the semester was over and I had the luxury of freaking out in earnest, thank you very much.

Took another trip down to St. George with a friend to see the Beach Boys at Tuacahn. Well, what remains of the Beach Boys. We were rained on (a lot), but didn't mind it... so much. Nobody else seemed to either because the venue was packed. "God Only Knows" was probably my favorite number, but the saxophone solo on "Kokomo" was a close second. Very smooth.

Purchased tickets for the Coldplay concert coming in August. Ended up paying lots of money for a couple of so-so seats and then another small fortune in processing and "convenience" fees. I wonder how much less I'd pay if I were inconvenienced?

May

End of the semester. My heart rate returns to normal.

Saw Captain America: Civil War. This is noteworthy because my life is basically measured in release dates for Marvel movies and British TV shows. You laugh because you think I'm kidding. I laugh because I know I'm not. With the introduction of Benedict Cumberbatch as Doctor Strange, they've basically guaranteed my devotion for at least a few years more. But I am reaching my limit on the superhero movie front.

And while we're on the subject of Captain America, can I just say that I will never get over Peggy and Steve as long as I live. I think theirs is the most tragic narrative arc in the entire Marvel Universe. And then they go and cancel Agent Carter on ABC. Will I never have closure??

Started summer semester. I get to paint sometimes naked people 2 nights a week for 3 hours! Fortunately it's just the one class, but I'm back to using oil paints which is still a frustrating medium for me.

June

Moved again! And not back home to my parents' house like the coward you think I am. Hopefully this will be it for awhile. Moving has officially become my least favorite thing and the next time it happens, I'm just setting all my stuff on fire and starting over.

Besides all the boring minutiae in between, that should officially bring us up to speed. And aren't you glad?