Beth: Guess what I did Saturday!
Me: Went to Hollywood and hung out with bikers?
(I forget how the rest of the story goes, but as it turns out, she was in fact in Hollywood that day, too.) That's what I did! Me and Megan, we drove down to the Kodak Theater and helped bikers sign in for this charity ride. Megan gave them their wristbands for food, and I gave them the sticker for parking. In retrospect, neither of these duties were at all necessary. There was some famous people there, like the guy who made/owns the Paul Mitchell hair products/Patron tequila (John Paul DeJoria). And an someone who I think name is Michele Smith, of former Playboy fame. Aaand. Um. Later Robbie Knievel showed up. I'm getting ahead of myself.
After we checked in all the bikers, we drove down to Malibu, which was where the ride was going. And then we passed the place we were trying to get to like three times, because we couldn't find the way to get into it, and that town's darn skinny. And then we parked at the far end of a motorcycle gang because we thought it was our people, but it wasn't. It was a motorcycle gang. And then we hung out with the bikers for a few minutes after they all arrived, because there really wasn't anything else for us to do.
So then we set off again, to find this elusive "Pie Festival!" we saw advertised on some signs we saw while maneuvering earlier. We followed the signs to a big set up of tents on a dirt/grass/straw field, and the girl said she didn't know what the pie festival was, and that it was seven dollars to park. So we parked and strolled over to the tents and luckily enough, there was NO PIE, it was a HIPPY-MAKE-MALIBU-GREEN fair. So we left and then saw the tiny tiny pie festival in the next parking lot. Which was full. So we went home. But then once we followed Sunset back to Hollywood, we couldn't find the freeway, so we actually ended up on the 101 west for a little while. Where's the 134?! The map says we should hit the 134!! I don't see it!! I don't see any signs!!
There was a sign for it, however, on the eastbound side. And we eventually made it home. Where we promptly hit up the Marie Callenders for pie. Three years here and I've never stepped foot in that building. And I still have half a pie left, I like to cut a slice and then eat it like a sandwich.
The only other amazing and outstanding news from my week was how addicted I got to Photoshop. For Computer Graphics class, we had to take a picture of somebody, and then make it grayscale, and then add back three colors, and then make a negative/positive version, and then take either the black or white and add a texture to it and so on and so on. The finished version is a book with the final nine images in it. It was due Wednesday, but honestly I was done with it Sunday night because I couldn't stop. I had to print them all out and bind it all on Monday, though. But I was so obsessed I ended up making another version for the cover--
for the mutilation process, I had to physically mess up the image some how, rescan it, and add one color. So I cut out the background, cut that up into squares, taped them back down haphazardly around her picture, and drew some lines on it (to know the dimensions of how it should be when I rescanned) that made it look designy. I've been kind of hung up on this powder blue/brown dynamic for a while, so I threw a sepia tone on it and filled the background with the blue.....but I was only supposed to add ONE color! So I left out the sepia for the project, and then started in for myself. 'Cause Megan did say that it would look cool like as a wallpaper or something. So I set out to make a wallpaper. Oh, and my model was Beth.
I kept the sepia and splashed the blue into the background, but I also pulled the brown across the full length of the screen (since desktops are wider than tall, yes) and then added some text that spontaneously popped into my mind. And then after I was "done," I went back and made a blueprint pattern underlayed that onto the blue parts and that was that. And then I realized I liked it so much that it should be the cover of my book, so I moved some stuff around to make it 6x9, and then I made up a back cover to match. I don't have pictures of the actual book, since I turned it in yesterday, but I do in fact have the original images (gasp!) so I'll pop them up in here to show off.
And the wallpaper, if anyone wants Beth's face adorning their desktop:
So, I think photoshopping is way fun and I think I have a new hobby. It's just obnoxious to obsess over, because I can't take it with me to class (like I can writing). Oh, and Blogger has a ridiculously inefficient process of uploading pictures, so I hope you appreciate all I've done for you. And I'm running out of time because I started too late and that always makes me edgy.
Oh, also, me and Megan explored out to Bishamon yesterday, that Japanese restaurant that my brother was always trying to take me to and it was always closed in our faces. For the record, Sexy Albacore Rolls are not very tasty. But luckily, my food was. XD
-Steph
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