Quick Fictionist trivia:  Did you know that Brandon (one of the guitarists in the band) cut off his finger on the table saw?  It happened over a year ago, the doctors tried to reattach it but it didn't take and now he's just a 9.5 fingered man.  Fictionist is playing at a benefit show to raise money for a prosthetic finger and you are cordially invited to the "Give Brandon the finger" concert!  Get it?  He has a funny (twisted) sense of humor, bey hey - so do I.  It's this Saturday night in Salt Lake and I'd love to see any of you there who can make it!  If you want to get really grossed out, check out the facebook event page to see the finger that wouldn't grow back.  Warning: don't look if you just ate a meal.  Also, some additional reasons you should give Brandon the finger: he named his dead finger Cutler (such a dignified name).  He wanted to make a small coffin for it and have a burial service but the doctors refused to give it to him (boo).  He still plays the guitar like a rock n' roller sans pointer finger.


Brandon's the one that looks like... well, never mind.  He's the one on the right.
I hope to see you Saturday night!  (as always... sorry out-of-staters)
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Why is getting new stuff so much fun?  My oldest brother, Andrew, is really good at being thrifty.  He'll wear the same pair of pants for years and patch the holes as they appear.  I think he was actually the first person that taught me how to patch my jeans (with funky fabric), how cool is that?  I, on the other hand, wear a pair of jeans until I fall in love with a new pair of jeans a few months later.  It's a girl thing, right?  I think I could learn a thing or two from my brother.  (Who, by the way, is going to move back to the same state and town as me this spring!  He's lived on the east coast, in Ireland, and the midwest for the past 5 years and I couldn't be more excited to have him, his wife, and soon to be plus one home!)

I got a new pair of boots this week which I am excited about, and Albus got a new haircut which he is so stoked about!  (You can tell by that expression on his face, right?)


I always trim Albus' hair myself because I can (why not, right?) and because I am afraid of the dog barbers sense of style.  I am a little afraid I'd send him off looking like a little lion and he'd come back looking like Fefe the circus poodle.  That's a risk I just don't think I am willing to take.  This last haircut I set him up on a chair and put peanut butter all over the back to keep him occupied while I trimmed away.  He knows that hair cutting time is treat time, but he still puts up a mean fight.

PS. Check out the new blowfish spring line!  I was tempted to indulge, but then I remembered Spring doesn't happen in Utah for at least two more months.  On the bright side, you can get a really great deal on some boots that you can still wear for a while!

I've been MIA for a few days (sorry!) and it kind of reminds me when Albus goes MIA and I can't find him anywhere.  I search all of the favorite spots - under the couch, in the sunny spot of the back bedroom, on our bed, and finally...


... I find him lurking/sunbathing in the back window-well.

To lavender, or not to lavender... that is the question.


I got this dress at the thrift store not too long ago.  I am going to attempt to alter the sleeves today and see how it turns out.

Plus, I finally got to pull the sewing machine out of the box that Santa brought me!  Yahoo!!


Hey lavender, bring it.

Remember that one painting I started a while back?  Of course you do, it was the naked painting.  Well, I finished that painting and I ruined it too.  I'm almost too embarrassed to post a photo if it because I don't want you to think, "Hey, Hue, I thought you were good but now I know that you are more like a piece of decent that got thrown in a blender with a piece of turd.  And we all know that nothing tastes worse than a turd smoothie."  That is true, that is something we all know.  Wait, what?  Anyway, let's just let this tiny portion of the painting satisfy your hunger to see me make something disgusting.


Yes, she does have blue hair.  Yes, the nose is crooked.  Yes, the skin is green.  My grandpa has an expression that could be extremely useful at this moment in time.  He always says, "well, you can't shine a sh*t", meaning there are some things in life that just aren't worth fixing.  This would definitely be one of those things.

Now, moving on!  I started a new painting in addition to the infertility series.  I was so mad that the last painting was so turd-ish that I knew I needed to make amends with myself.  I wanted to create something better.  I think I did just that, granted, it's not hard to beat a "partial turd" status of a painting.  Maybe my next one can be even better than this one.



I've been working extra hard these past few months because I decided to.... (drum roll please)... apply to graduate school!!  Once again, maybe I shouldn't tell you this because if I don't get in you might say, "Hey, Hue, I thought you were good but now I know that you are more like a piece of decent that got thrown in a blender with a piece of turd.  And we all know that nothing tastes worse than a turd smoothie."  Is there an echo... echo... echo... in here?  Anyway, it's too late.  I told you.  The truth is out.  I have had many sleepless nights and exhausting days this past month trying to finish up multiple papers and images for the application.  I handed it in yesterday (whew!), and tonight I feel like I should watch a movie and sip on something extravagantly delicious (like carrot juice?  I told you I'm being healthy) to reward myself.  Because Hum and I are not at liberty to move right now, I only applied to one school (BYU) that just so happens to be a few blocks away from our house.  They have an amazing art department, and if I got accepted I would feel beyond flattered and enthused.  If I don't, well, life goes on, doesn't it?  Just keep those nice fingers of yours crossed for me, wontcha?

ps. Let's celebrate!  Check back soon for a print giveaway...

I have so many nice friends that keep me company while I paint.  This is one of the newest friends that I made, I like her a lot.

Today's paintings are brought to you by:


Gotye - Making Mirrors



Incredible, right?  I've wanted to make a music video where I paint on people's faces for quite sometime now.  I often have the random urge to paint on my own face and take photos just for the heck of it.  That's normal, right?  When I saw this video it got me excited to fulfill that dream.  Now what musician wants me to paint on their face?  Hmm?  Hmm?

So, it's January.  I do lose track of time easily, but this thing I know for sure.  Wait... let me check... yes, I am positive it is January.  This is the month where we resolve to be better people: we say nice things to mean people, we stop stealing candy bars from the convenience store, and we try to get skinny.

I don't do a lot of healthy body blabbing on here, but I think I'll take a moment to do just that.  I have had a number of weird health things that have gotten in my way of being healthy and happy lately.  I finally found a great doctor (email me for her name if you live in Provo!  I'm serious, she is amazing!) who helped me resolve these issues and I am still working through some of them.  One main issue she detected was food allergies, who knew?


 I started a new book this month with a new resolve to eat healthier and be happier.  It is called "The Fat Flush Plan" by Ann Louise Gittleman.  Despite the title of the book, I'm not just thinking about numbers of pounds or inches, I'm thinking healthy and happy.  The author actually stated that 70-80% of Americans have undetected food allergies which are causing them a lot of grief.  I believe that completely.  The book also educates you on the functions of the liver and the eating plan focuses on cleaning it out.  I had no idea how my liver works and how much stress it endures when you don't eat right.  I have been working on this plan for only a half a week but I already feel so much better.  I have more energy, I can fall asleep and get up in the morning easier, I have less headaches, clearer thoughts.  Just to name a few. 

So, in honor of fotoshop phriday, this January year I am visualizing taking my liver to the car wash and scrubbing it out real good and treating it right all year long.


If anyone feels lost in the world of health and you feel constantly sick, maybe this book will help you out. If you have any questions, feel free to send me an email!  I hope you all find a way to feel well throughout the year, because you deserve it!