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I'm delighted that you dropped in! E Komo Mai: WELCOME! This blog is basically an online visual journal is modeled after a concept I learned of in psychology 101... waaaaaaay back in college. That concept was somewhere in the chapter on The Significance of Dreams, where it mentioned someone's theory on dreaming about a house usually means that the house represents you. So I have used my actual house (Mauna Lea Manor) to structure my blog. In different rooms you will find different aspects of my life; different interests I like to blog about. This is a way to bring a little organization into my life and thoughts for myself... (dreams are in The Bedroom, Family updates are in The Living room, etc.)
This also, I would imagine, make reading this blog more convenient for you as well. If you are a grandparent interested in seeing photos and hearing stories about my boys, but maybe not so interested in my bellydancing obsession: you can just read what goes on in The Playground. But if you are an Art Collector more interested in my latest work and information on collecting, but not especially interested in my personal life: you'd enjoy The Office. Mauna Lea Manor is sort of the foyer to all the other rooms. If you would like to tour my online portfolio, please visit: www.stephaniebolton.com.
I hope you enjoy your time here ;) & continue to stop by!

Thursday, January 7, 2010

tragic comedy

"Tragic comedy"
a phrase I read today, written by a friend, but seems to perfectly describe my luck

I had a rough time finding a model for a project...
ridiculously, strangely, hard time.
You'd think there are plenty of guys lingering around my stomping grounds...
no one was available.
I call someone who agrees to pose- 
he never shows up.
I finally do find someone at a coffee shop and get some great pictures,
only to have the guy behind the photo developing counter delete all my pictures.
My friend offers her tenant who kindly obliges 
(though probably terrified that this *really* some bizarre match-making set-up)
As we are on the phone making plans to meet somewhere, 
his phone goes dead.
I try calling my friend, 
answering machine... hmmm
So I go for a drive.
When I finally found a stranger, a tourist,  on the side of road, I pulled over, bit my bottom lip and hoped he wouldn't think I was crazy.
He fortunately was a good sport.
The client liked the sketches 
...but wanted to make a few changes...
which I did not foresee...

They wondered if we could put his arms a few different positions.

That guy is probably back in Canada by now and wouldn't matter besides, since I don't even know his last name or phone number or anything anyway.

It won't really be a problem.
I will pull it off but it is just so interesting to me... how abnormally bumpy this ride has been.

It's almost funny.

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