One Less Sad Robot

I'm writing again.

I'm not entirely sure whether it's because it's a rainy day or my Aunt Josie wrote me back.

The tangible aspect of objects is incredible, it's unequivocally incredible HOW MUCH a physical letter can mean compared to an e-mail or even a phone call. 
I fear that when this generation is dead and gone, all that will be left are of it are phones, computers, and Facebook pages. 
I am so much more than my hours in front of screens and self-pictures.
Believe it or not, you are too.
That's why these letters are so precious. It's a piece of someone else, that was literally given to me, to keep forever. 

There's this movie Jim Carey (and Kate Winslet) star in, called, "Eternal Sunshine of an Absent Mind." It's sort of an artistic film for him to be in, but I liked it. It's about a couple, who break up and decide to have the other one erased from their mind, it's a sad concept. This movie was long enough ago (2004)that the couple had to turn in keep-sakes from the relationship. Not only did they have PRINTED photographs, but notes, letters and DRAWINGS... so much more than that old box of t-shirts and boxers. As an artist and a writer, I have many self-produced items that I HAUL around in each move because it reminds me of my personal history. I'm not referring to events per say but more my growth as a person. It's more VISIBLE in my own journaling, drawings, even high school papers than it is in ALL my computer content COMBINED.

Yes, I feel like a hipster-robot combination.

My parents used to save newspaper clippings, not that long ago. Without all these THINGS, these small trophies of accomplishments and failures; I worry that I will forget. I'll read one of my favorite books,then, some cliche movie will be made out of it. The mass public will LOVE this movie and people will FORGET the story, and I'll forget it with them. 
Beloved books sold like pirated goods: cheap, degraded, and mass produced to the point of forgetting what it all was about. I may love the movies even, but I still FORGET what I loved about the books. 
Words are a precious thing that we can save, REPEAT, and write. Words will never lose their meanings simply because someone put them on another sheet of paper. It's the reason tattoos are more often quotes rather than pictures these days. People are realizing that quotes are personal to all, while pictures are only personal to some. For instance, if you come across a picture of say, this lady here: 

WHO is that?

Right?

Versus hearing this quote: 

"I want to TASTE and GLORY in each day, 

and never be afraid to EXPERIENCE pain;

and never shut myself up in a numb core of non-feeling,

or stop QUESTIONING and CRITICIZING life and take the easy way out.

To LEARN and THINK:

to THINK and LIVE;

to LIVE and LEARN:

this always, with new insight, new understanding, and new love.” 

This is Sylvia Plath. 

This is the woman who seemed so HAPPY, so normal on the outside, yet stuck her head in her oven with her children STILL in the house. 

Words can tell us everything IF we listen. 
Have you ever heard the biblical term, "Brother's keeper"? If you haven't it basically refers to the concept of taking care of someone and caring for them so DEEPLY, even though it is not your responsibility. It's burden of choice.
This Valentine's Day, I encourage you to send positive thoughts to your "brothers" whether that be a classmate, or the cat lady next door, we ALL have felt alone. 
And what if YOU are alone? 
Well, from someone who knows THAT feeling, true happiness comes from within. 
No one can make you feel miserable unless YOU let them. 
No one can tell you that you're wrong.
You can choose to be happy, to be right, to be YOU. 
If you are waiting for that special someone to come along and make everything better, it's not going to happen. When your happiness depends on the presence of an individual, you are not truly happy. 

On that note,
If you're looking for a non-chick-flick romance story, you can find Eternal Sunshine of an Absent Mind on Netflix. 

If you do like the sappy stuff, any Tom Hanks and Meg Ryan combination will make you content: Sleepless in Seattle or You've Got Mail.

A Handful of Dust

My life lately.

Why HELLO there,

Of all the blog joints, in all the towns, in all the world, you clicked on mine.
Lucky for you I have much to say.

Since my first post, it seems a lot has happened. I saw Cavalia's Odesseo and I am almost finished with my first ceramics project.

The fact that this is just clay that 
I molded with my bare hands, AMAZES me.

Somehow with all this ACTION trying to maintain some semblance of a life, my course work has been PILING up and I have started to SHUT myself in my room. 
I have been writing papers mainly and I started to think about how much I can accomplish when I am ALONE. 
There is a lot to be said for self-reliance, 
whether it is the entrepreneur,
the single parent, or the child who learned to read. 

FREE WRITING: painfully grasping 
an idea until it injures

I have a DEEP respect for those who are self-taught.




Writing my whole life story for my other classes has murdered any desire I had to write. 
I am trying to "free write" and trust me, it hurts when you are over-thinking every word.
Over-thinking is when I have an idea, and I analyze it until everything that I loved about it is GONE for some reason or another. It is what I do when doing assignments because I often worry about what the teacher will say or how they will grade it. 

When my high school art teacher noticed my fault in over-thinking, she stopped me to say that, 

"Whatever art you do needs to be for yourself. There's so much more behind those eyes than just a GIVER, you need to take so that when you give you have something left." 

Simple things people say have always stuck with me.

My Communication teacher seems to believe that there are categories of people:"introverts and EXTROVERTS" and different kinds of learners:"auditory, visual, and kinesthetic." 

Although this may apply to some, 

I categorize myself as an introvert who functions as an extrovert; a learner who 

need to SEE,HEAR,and FEEL everything to fully digest it. 

I realized that not everyone thinks like I do or does anything like I do for that matter. 
I don't think we fit into these categories that we're shoved into.

No matter how I try to communicate everything that is HAPPENING in my life or in my head, 

I can't. 

I can't capture the picture for you. 

Maybe the issue is that it happens all too FAST, or all at once, that it is 

indescribable, or that it doesn't exist in the world. 

SO DO COMMENT. 

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#1 Sunday Morning

It's okay to STOP pedaling and LET go.

An appetite for life can inspire others to CRAVE the ground beneath their feet. There are few  people who can raise this need to live life to the FULLEST through a blog. However, I have found them. I will discuss three very different blogs today; 

Google, 

The Pioneer Woman, 

and 

Catalog Living.

1. GOOGLE: 

This blog is corporate, attracting suits and skirts alike but also the common "Googler." It is what one would expect from ONE of the most successful companies in the world. The blog markets to the reader their many "products" while calling out that inner muse. My attention was held through their graphics which include videos, photos and graphs of the company's latest actions. The layout is simplistic and clean so that the reader can focus on the content. The most recent post which has been trending on social media is Google Map's filming of the Grand Canyon so that,

"You’ll be happy you’re virtually hiking 

once you get to the 

STEEP inclines of the 

South Kaibab Trail." 

 I highly recommend taking a glance at this blog, simply reading it made me feel more productive.

2. THE PIONEER WOMAN: 

 A little awkward,right?

Ree Drummond is the blogger who established this creative piece which incorporates all the aspects of her busy life. Her blog is very ATTRACTIVE because of her down-to-earth personality, accessible posts, and relatable content. She has a variety of topics each approached with different yet appropriate tone. Reading her off-beat and sometimes awkward quips, I would have never realized she is somewhat famous.

The most interesting aspect of this blog was that the REAL people in her life are featured, explained, and incorporated into her updates. 
The blog even features her husband, "THE MARLBORO MAN," not only his chaps, but his link-worthy writing. 

Even though her blog would seem catered towards, "desperate housewives," I found her cooking section is definitely for both genders and her CHARM carries throughout the whole blog, no matter the topic.

3.CATALOG LIVING:

"We already had a
'Martha Stewart intervention'
with you!"

If you've ever walked into a model home, or even Ikea, and thought, "Who would buy this, WHY?" this page is for you. 

It's funny, short and conversational.

Yes, it appears the bear could not hold it.

Unfortunately, the blog as a whole is highly disappointing. It is almost TOO short for a blog and seemingly unprofessional based on it's casual yet inconsistent tones.

I was initially drawn to this blog based on my shared belief that RIDICULOUS things that are made by home decor places and then taken into homes and placed randomly among their things.To give you a better idea, think of that animatronic Bass fish now found in garage sales EVERYWHERE. 

There's videos if you were not
scarred enough
by this image.

This blog stood out because it has two writers that converse back and forth through their image captions. Out of the three blogs, I liked Catalog Living the least. 

WHAT made Google and Pioneer Woman so CAPTIVATING for me was the imagery. 

Both were successful in placing the reader in the moment. 

The writing became personal and interactive within each post. 

J.M. Barrie, the author of Peter Pan said,

“The reason birds can fly

 and we can't 

is simply because 

they have 

perfect faith, 

for to have faith

 is to have WINGS.” 

Through this idea, he was able to give generations of children the ability to fly.

WRITING, no matter the audience, is intended to reach out to the reader on an individual level. 

Forming this connection is what allows us to live VICARIOUSLY through writing and take leaps in our own REALITY. 

BLOGGING, believe it or not, can do precisely this. 

A White Blank Page

Hey there,

If you are reading this, you are fortunate enough to be in my English 101 class. This is my very first blog. I'll introduce myself while trying not to sound like a personal ad.

Flagstaff, AZ

My name is Cari Jendrisak. I'm a Phoenix native and being such I am in LOVE with the desert we are surrounded in. I spent the past two years attending NAU and enjoying the largest Ponderosa Pine forest in the WORLD. 

Deceptive Chalk Art 

To say I like art would be an understatement, I love art. Other people's art mostly but not just the canvas. Creativity with everything is stunning to me, I focus on music, film, writing, and media that is unique. I do admit to having a Pinterest, however this site is my favorite, it's called Trend Hunter. It's not just art, it's media, it's technology, and everything that satisfies the modern conception of ADD. When I do a project normally I get the idea in the middle of evening, then stay up all night just to make it become a physical reality. I am now retraining my hands to do ceramics here at GCC. 

My goal at GCC is to earn exceptional grades to transfer back to NAU. I figure it will boost my ego and keep me on the straight and narrow even if the grades don't transfer.I am a bit of a slacker student. I believe the phrase I've heard is,

 "IF you would just apply yourself, you would be brilliant to others too." 

So this is me "applying myself," or trying to anyway. I have taken hybrid classes before at NAU, so it is a bit different but not by much. I have taken about four online classes, all which appear easy to begin with, but are very dangerous because it seems that the deadlines are far away. 

Part of the issue behind my apathy has been that I have no idea what I want to do in life. 

Many have told me to "follow my heart," to venture down the yellow brick road and unveil my personal wizard behind the curtain. This would be genuinely genius advice if I really had an application for the things I am passionate about.

Just in case you need to brush up on your geography.

 My dear Aunt Josie, now 89 years old, a nun and shrink, sent me a big envelope yesterday. I was expecting either a copy of her handwritten 300+ page memoir or a Kolache (a delicious Slovakian pastry), instead it was newspapers with circled titles and a letter in her beautiful cursive.

She sent me alternatives to attending school and living life as an adult right away. She's a bit eccentric at times but her wisdom is something I cannot pass up. We had what I call a "one on one" talk about how many possibilities one often overlooks simply for the reason, that in our small minds, they are not possible.

She says, "If you change your mind, you can change yourself."

I really believe her, crazy as it sounds.

The word "if" is an infinite black hole that will send the sane running for asylums but it's not necessarily the "If" it's the consequence of the "If."

Anything more creepy than old abandon insane asylums? 

For example... "If I die, _____ will happen." Or "What if I choose not to ______, will ______ happen?" The possibilities and alternative roads are what truly what drives us to our knees.

"If" I just apply myself, I will find out what is possible, what I can do, what I BLOCKED out as an impossibility.

It's raining 

outside, 

or rather 

sprinkling, 

which is the 

most we can 

hope for in the 

Sonoran.

Rain and COFFEE are the most amazing aroma together.
Coffee is another love of mine.

I will try to be consistent, and if I'm not, I hope you at least find me somewhat entertaining, and if not, say something!

If you don't say anything, I won't know what YOU think, and no one wants to feel like this...