I am writing a memior--- ah! some fiction!

I am a painting student, who is deer-eyed, very passionate, talented, and so sticky sweet, you will want to lick me up.
I enjoy sailing, freshly made pasta, peonies, and the smell of male deodorant.
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Nebulous. Secound State.  Cat Rigdon after Bailey Blair.

Digital Design, group project - secound state.  Follow our class blog to see where this goes!

ds1blog:

Nebulous. Secound State. Cat Rigdon after Bailey Blair.

Digital Design, group project - secound state. Follow our class blog to see where this goes!

90 Day Customer Satisfaction Guarantee.  2012.  Watercolour.

What happens when you meet the person you want to spend infinity and beyond with, and they dump you?  If it is within the 90 Day Customer Satisfaction Guarantee it is fine, this person most likely had logical reasons to ditch your ass.  But he ditched my ass…  And I am Cat Rigdon, and he believes that I am the most interesting person, still.

90 Day Customer Satisfaction Guarantee. 2012. Watercolour.

What happens when you meet the person you want to spend infinity and beyond with, and they dump you? If it is within the 90 Day Customer Satisfaction Guarantee it is fine, this person most likely had logical reasons to ditch your ass. But he ditched my ass… And I am Cat Rigdon, and he believes that I am the most interesting person, still.

Always lookin at each other.  Signing the Lease, 2012.  Shipping out today to
college station.

Always lookin at each other. Signing the Lease, 2012. Shipping out today to
college station.

Ain’t he handsome in paint?

Ain’t he handsome in paint?

Leaving school.  Paper finished, surprise event done, and watercolour underway!

Leaving school. Paper finished, surprise event done, and watercolour underway!

February 2012

I feel as if life has become too public. I must squirrel away life’s joyous bits, place such memories under lock and key. Create a secret place for such things to be and then just continue on being me. This month has changed my life, I now know how everything will be.

Today my teacher told me that I was to have a show at her gallery.  Then I left the painting studio, the day went to shit, until a warm glowing lightbulb brightened up the day.

Today my teacher told me that I was to have a show at her gallery. Then I left the painting studio, the day went to shit, until a warm glowing lightbulb brightened up the day.

A Victorian Weep

And she forgot the stars, the moon, and the sun,

And she forgot the blue above the trees,

And she forgot the dells where waters run,

And she forgot the chilly autumn breeze;

She had no knowledge when the day was done,

And the new morn she saw not:  but in peace

Hung over her sweet Basil evermore,

And moisten’d it with tears unto the core.

I am so in love with Keats.

Half way point.  The tits.

Half way point. The tits.

You are my Friend.

It may be a little late already to start my new little database, but from this day on I will be cataloguing and charting who I bless with my presence (socially) and what we do together.  

I would like to know who I spend the most time with out my plethora of friends, and why.  Another purpose is to see how I move through different social circles and how quickly I do.  

I love numbers :)