Tuesday, September 06, 2011


This coming weekend it will have been 10 years since 9/11.

I was in my first period American History class during my freshman year of highschool when another teacher ran into the room and told us to turn on our TV. The towers didn't fall until my next class. My mother came to get me out of school before lunch. My sister and I sat with her in the living room and watched the TV all day.

On Twitter, I asked where everyone was when they heard the news. Here are just a few of the responses:

Wednesday, February 09, 2011

Keyboard doodles: dogs

I've been drawing a lot of dogs lately while making recordings and during dailies. Perhaps it's because I'm homesick for my puppy dogs back home... or maybe it's my subconscious returning to my thesis film? Either way, I'm a dog person.

Hope you've enjoyed my latest scribbles!


What burglars cannot steal away...

When I flew back to California after spending a wonderful Christmas vacation with my family, I returned to find my apartment had been terribly burglarized.

I was shocked. Most all of my things were gone. The tv my father had sent me as a housewarming gift, the guitars I learned to play the blues on when I was a young girl, the laptop that I considered my first big purchase (filled with photos from my internship and senior year of college), my video camera and memory drives stocked full of videos from high-school, my First Holy Communion rosary, my old car given to me for my 18th birthday... I didn't know what to do.

I had car insurance, but I was surprised to find out that my renter's insurance did not cover my theft. I was at a total loss. I spent a few sleepless nights and stressful days talking non-stop with police, insurance adjusters, my landlords and my parents. I had never imagined that I would have to deal with anything like this. I have experienced losses before through hurricanes, but this was different. This was not a community loss. My theft felt personal. I felt targeted and alone. I had built the last few years in California by myself with my own money from the ground up. Suddenly, everything was gone. I was terrified at the thought of having to rebuild so much from scratch. I was very upset and very angry.

I knew that I wanted to return to work right away. Not only because my Cars 2 start date was approaching, but because I wanted to see my Pixar family again. After a few days of squaring some business away, I came into work. Walking into the atrium that morning was the biggest relief I have felt in a very long time. I honestly feel more at home at work than any apartment I could ever live in here in California. It is because this studio is why I am here in the first place. Pixar is what drove me here, what keeps me here and has been my most steady constant in my post-college life.

My friends welcomed me home with loving arms and sympathy. They offered help, condolences and assistance in dealing with the aftermath of my losses. Soon I discovered that much of my studio family had gathered a fund to help me rebuild. These gifts were given to me in various ways. I was completley blown away by their generous charity, but I was not surprised. My co-workers are the greatest people I could ever hope to work with. I am honored to be included in such a wonderful community and feel blessed walking into work each and every day. I felt like a turtle that had been knocked over on its back. My friends, family, and Pixar helped to push me over and back onto my feet. The last month has been an amazing lesson on loss, responsibility, love, family, charity and self-worth. As I counted my blessings, the anger I had carried with me from the burglary began to fade away away. I realized that even though I was the victim, I am in a much better position in my life than those burglars may ever be. My true treasures are not things than can be stolen by thieves.

I am now living in a new apartment and am loving it! With the help of my friends, I am rebuilding. I have gotten far pretty fast and am proud of myself for bouncing back so quickly. However, I could have never done it without the help of others.

Thank you to everyone who has sent their thoughts, prayers and love. I love you all. :)


Thursday, December 16, 2010

Keyboard doodles

Going to kick off that New Year's "post more good AND bad artwork to my blog" resolution early by dumping a few of what I like to call "keyboard sketches".

I keep a pad of paper underneath my keyboard. Anytime I need to open up a scene, load multiple charactes, record a shot, answer my office phone, or do anything that takes some time for the computer to think, I doodle! Most of the doodles are pretty aimless and repetitive since my window to draw can be anywhere from 10 seconds to 10 minuets. I feel like if I didn't have the paper there I would loose my mind.

These are some of the pages in my doodle pad from the last 3 weeks. I couldn't include all of them because some pages included animation thumbnails and we are allowed to post anything production related.

Will post some more another time!


Growth through failure.

A recent string of conversations with my friend Austin has inspired me to revisit my blog and give it the proper attention that I've denied it for years. I create personal artwork all the time that never leaves my desk (or desktop) because I tend to shy away from posting it publicly. The honest truth being that I often don't consider most of what I do to be very good.. which brings me to revisit something else.

I am reminded of the values from a wonderful lesson... to fail everyday.

If there is anything that I have learned to be true it is the importance of not being afraid of failure. It's just too stressful to expect excellence from yourself all the time. I almost lost my mind in college trying to out do myself with every assignment, one after another. Then one day I let it go. I loosened up. I starting allowing myself to make mistakes. Lots of mistakes! I found that my failures were not failure at all, they were lessons that allowed me to make progress at a rate I had never achieved before. I began to welcome failure and embrace the growth that naturally came with it. Success was simply just a side effect of that growth.

My drawings as of late suffer both stylistically and content wise, as if I have been stuck in the same "sketchbook", so to say, since graduating college. I am ready to grow again! Therefore, I'm going to make good on one of my New Year's resolutions early and start posting more personal work to this blog. You'll see it all, the good, the bad, and the downright awful... because without failure there would be no success!

An abandoned illustration of a playful tiger cub?

Much more fail where that came from!


Monday, November 01, 2010

Pencil to Pixel at the Oakland Airport

Hey there y'all!

If any of you are traveling through the SouthWest terminal of the Oakland International Airport any time between now and Feburary of next year, be sure to check out the Pencil to Pixel animation exhibit on display! I as well as Pete Docter, Angus MacLane, Don Crum, Austin Madison and Kevin O'hara all have made a zoetrope for the exhibit.

I have not seen the exhibit myself yet, but below is a photo kindly taken by J. Marshall Pittman.

Here is a link to the Pencil to Pixel exhibit

Here is a link to the Oakland Museum of California

That's all for now!


Tuesday, May 25, 2010

TS3 Postal Service Ad

Here's another spot that the TS3 promo team did this year!