It's A Logo

The beginning of a new project.

Fab-U-Lous

Screen printing...

Finished Posters

Two Cheesy Songs To Explain How I Am Feeling

As a product of KB's persistence, I've decided to be kidnapped for a weekend to enjoy the hills of West-by God- Virginia, former home to Dick Ramsey aka Gramps.

This is the first trip I've taken since I've been back and it feels great; So awesome to be Back In The Saddle and On The Road Again. Any time I go just about any where, it reaffirms my love and need for travel. And if there is one thing I learned while I was, as my mum says, "galavanting around Europe" is that it's not where you go but the people you go with.

I'm not sure how this all ties together, but it's gonna have to do for tonight, for I must sleep. Otherwise I'll be grumpy and I will be the last person KB wants to go with.

Take me home country roads, to the place where I belong, West Virginia...

WISH ME LUCK! (that she doesn't push me off a cliff)

Pretty Freakin' Excited

So I've holed myself away in the screen printing lab since Thursday. I finally got to pull my 2nd color today. Only 4 more to go! P.S. The size of the prints are 22x30.



This as a mess up, but I'm definitely using that orange ink concoction again.
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And these were the sketches that I based my design off of. My desk is a dry erase board so this happens frequently.

Update: Prints

I'm taking a screen printing course. These are inspired by this very blog and our trip in general. At the bottom of the print will be a little plane, the blog's web address, and the places we visited. I can't wait for them to be done!

Update

Time has flown since I returned. I think I have been experiencing a bit of the post-trip depression. Not to say that I am depressed though. It's a matter of things setting in. It never really set in that I was half way across the world. It never set in that my last day in Newcastle would be my last time there for a long time.

The imagery in my head is like no other. I love the memory of the brick road beside our flats and the hill that we huffed and puffed up every day.

I have two things that happened today. I discovered Three Sheets' Newcastle Episode. Three Sheets is a show on Travel Channel about...well...being...three sheets to the wind, all over the world. Anywho, upon viewing it, I became even more Toon-sick. http://www.slashcontrol.com/free-tv-shows/three-sheets/1759261470-newcastle

The second thing came after I the sickness set in. I love Google Maps Street View. Enough said.

YeeHaaa!

This is how the Britons view America, or should I say Am-ur-i-kah.
^click me^

You Say It's Your Birthday

Well it's my birthday too, yeah.

My passport claims I'm another year older, today. But I didn't have to look there because Facebook beat it to the punch.

I went into town, splurged on 2 pineapples from Waitrose (the home of beautiful packaging) instead of Tesco (the home of rotten pineapples), bought some popsicles and a Newcastle Jersey. Happy Birthday to me.

This is said Newcastle Jersey. What should I get on the back (number and name-wise)?

Later we're headed to a club called Digital to celebrate birthdays as well as saying goodbye to the roommates. The last of the girls leave tomorrow morning. I will miss them dearly.

Luckily Tuesday, I'll be bussing it up to Scotland to meet Sami and Steve, friends from home. I am so excited to see people from home. It might tide me over until I get to see all of your beautiful faces on the 8th.

I hope that everyone has a safe (and ash free) flight.

Thanks To The Padres

I saw this ad in LHR Airport after coming home from Rome, which is peculiar because this ad came true at that moment. I realized I had about 200 dollars to live on for a month and a half.

So I was still chugging along...relying on my family a bit (thank you by the way) and a few days ago I checked my balance online.



Whoops. How did THAT happen?

There were a few days where I just didn't go out, in fear I might see something I "couldn't live without" and blow my whole, 2.88, wad on it (like a loaf of bread).

Thankfully, my birthday is Sunday, so Mom and I have been going through the yearly debate of "what do you want for your birthday?" I never get cash because my parents want my present to be a surprise. And believe me, it was a surprise this year, even better than cash.

Direct. Deposit.

(And just in time.)

No Smoking. Except For Dragons.

In the beginning there was so much we wanted to do. We said the dreadful words "oh, we have plenty of time, we'll do it later." 5 months later, we finally made it to Alnwick Castle. It's the most put-together of all the castles we've been to. I'm sure it's because they make a killing off the Harry Potter movies. It was used in the exterior shots of Hogwarts and Harry's first flying lesson. Crazy.
This being said, it was a very child-friendly castle. Despite a kid walking around with a sharp sword.



Creepy, and rather life-like, mannequins. I didn't necessarily enjoy being in a tight space with them.





At one point one of us said "Wow that looks like a real sword." About a minute later, the man obviously in charge of the swords ran over to the boy and said "oh, that's a sharp one!" He didn't necessarily direct it at the child, it was more of a "oh, shit. I hope my boss wasn't looking."


A snippet of a rather long film projected in the castle. I think they had a checklist of every British phrase, and they could've checked them all off.

My camera was shaking becasue it was scared. Inside there was something of a torture pit that you could see down into. They had a clothed dummy sprawled out in the bottom, and a tape of a man in distress playing. Creepy? Um. Just a bit.










Dress up time! We all had matching outfits (and swords).








Aleia didn't enjoy the spinning glowy tunnel. Neither did my stomach.







The biggest piece of fish I've ever seen. It was DELICIOUS.

Then we came home. I've seen the Millenium Bridge roughly every day for 5 months. It tips 1 to 2 times a day, and this was the first time I'd seen it.