Like mountains around Jerusalem...

By 11:50 AM , , ,
Ok, I promise to ease up on the nature posts. This is going to be the last one until something epic happens again.

This is the closest we got to any monkey thus far on the trips.



Myself
Photo creds: Dennis


Daneille & the monkey


We went once more on the monkey pop. estimate project. This time, we went to cut a fresh 1km transect in the forest. To those like myself who grew up like a town girl, trekking through the wilderness is an adventure for me... hence the frequency of outdoor posts these days as each trip is like stepping into a wonder world.

With that said, I must say that I'm really enjoying the degree I'm pursuing. Were I not doing it, I would never have had such opportunities to see the other parts of Grand Etang - as opposed to merely the tourist view. Truth be told, I keep saying I want to go camping, and hiking, and so forth. The reality is, as with many people, it never happens. The right time never comes, the right people never arrive and life goes on.

My courses don't permit me the luxury of toying with the idea from the comforts of my bed on a Friday morning. Rather, it mandates that I have to go out there into the field, get down and dirty, and think like a biologist.

Wayne & Daneille

Dennis

Wayne & Daneille



So this trip was the second time I went off-trail in the forest but the first time I ever went this deep within it. We started cutting our trail from the road according to our GPS coordinates (random sampling selected location).



Wayne trying to find our GPS location

I was the first to fall, but mind you everyone fell. It was ridiculously slippery from the mud and the slope was relatively steep. We, the group, found ourselves having to hoist ourselves up, try to grab onto tree trunks and clutch onto vines to proceed. Of course the forest rangers did all of the above with ease... Not even a proper mile in, most of us were half-jokingly lamenting about wanting to go back home and re-pondering whether we should've just used the tourist trails to conduct the studies. This was at the point when there was a muddy mini-cliff face about 6-8 ft. tall that while it didn't scream broken limbs surely said inevitable slip & slide downhill... and while one does factor in you would get dirty in the forest, I don't think any of us really intended to get dirty at all - to slide downhill meant to get muddy. Wayne slid down, completely unintentional but it looked deliberate. Krisma and I did a jump and clutch onto trees thing... I believe the others did a tentative walk down and around...


Forest ranger cutting the trail. Ez pondering if to proceed.

And so it began... Wayne in front, followed by Daneille and Ezra.

See how steep? This is close to where I first fell.



Ez trying to figure out an easy way to make it work.
We got sliced by razor grass. This was my first experience ever with it. Daneille made the warning announcement but I didn't know what it was nor what it looked like... We walked through a canopy of razor grass, I quickly found out. It got stuck to my clothes... After my first fall, I switched my shoes from water boots to all terrain sandals. Dennis was helping me remove the razor grass. Apparently, unbeknownst to me and Dennis, some was under my pants around my ankles... He held the grass firmly to pull it off and when it did, it sliced my ankles.

Wayne - first cut

The razor grass...


Our path through the razor grass




There were certain parts in the forest that was absolutely gorgeous. It almost made me want to go camping... almost because it would mean that I would have to re-do my entire slide & slide/razor grass journey all over again - with baggage.




Krisma & Daneille measuring - note this time, Daneille's the one wearing a raincoat in dry weather.



Ez... taking a mini break
Photo creds: Dennis

Daneille, Jody & Wayne
Photo creds: Dennis




We did the transect using a 50 meter tape - one group at the front walking with the tape, another at the back holding the tape. We repeated this for the entire... kilometer.

Daneille holding the tape.







Sinking mud... Wayne & me

Braving the environment...
So in the end, out of excitement, Jody, myself and Daneille ran off in excitement after completing the 1 km. We left those behind and took off trying to catch up with others ahead... We didn't. It was the stuff horror movies were made of. Three girls in a forest, by themselves, lost. We found ourselves trying to look for fresh foot prints, ignoring weird forest noises... At one point, we ran out of water and filled our bottles from a fresh stream...





Ok, so that is all half- true. We were a little worried but we weren't entirely lost. We stayed on the shoreline trail, aka, stayed close to the lake under the premise that we must reach the other side eventually. Then we heard voices, saw the jetty and the rest is history.

Dennis and myself watching our muddy shoes whilst sitting on the jetty. 



We were over there yonder...

Aye Caramba... Dennis & I exhausted.
The end.

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"When you walk with purpose, you collide with destiny..."

By 10:51 AM , , , , , , , ,
-Bertrice Berry

...and of course, in order to make that collision, you must first 
muster up the confidence to take that first step.

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It's funny how things happen. I've always been an artist at heart. I excelled in all the artsy subjects in school. However, I've always been on the fence about taking it seriously. I have a few paintings here and there. I've done the occasional gift, one or two commissions, nothing serious... but recently I have found myself trying to take my hobby seriously and develop a proper portfolio and such. I even did a quick portfolio blog page over the weekend.

Prior to this, I have always met discouraging people who don't believe it would make a lucrative career and so forth because of the time investment, markets, etc. involved. However, funnily enough, since I've started making a few tentative steps forward I've been meeting the most amazing artists who've made successful careers out of what they do - for fun. It's been a series of GMH (Gives Me Hope) moments to help keep my inspiration going to finish my current portfolio goal.

So last night, I was with one of my new friends, Caesar, who is a local graphic designer. Trust me when I say you must've already seen his work somewhere. He does illustrations, websites, flyers, business cards (and greeting cards), advertisements, logos, book covers, animations and the list goes on and on...


***

So what does all this have to do with me? As an artist, instead of selling all my originals, I've decided to do a few prints of those I'm reluctant to part with. So... I stepped over to Caesar's office to see what could be done. He showed me some hard copy samples of his work. I saw first hand, behind-the-scenes how the designs get created (I'm horrible at using software to manipulate a picture, I'm better at just using my hands), what other tools are used and how to use them, and the differences and difficulties in deciding on which mediums to use. I never knew that there was so much deliberation involved in deciding what kind of paper to use, much less which type of printer would do the job best.

***
Firstly, I didn't realize the blur in some of the shots until I uploaded it on my mum's laptop.
I took a few quick shots with my phone.


Business cards are roughly $150 E.C. to design and $0.50 E.C. to print single sided. $1 to print double sided. Design prices can vary from, but the printing price has to be followed because of running costs. 


A match-box business card

It clips in....

It opens out... it's the business card that sells your product while reminding people who you are.

His personalized cards are about $ 7. I saw a few personalized birthday cards and mother's day cards. I didn't post those up because a few were collages of pictures of the intended recipients.

Christmas "Thank You" cards for clients










Experimental prints... which printer? which paper? which effects?


Trimming with the guillotine  







A rough quickie example... the finished product.

The most important part...
....
....
....

My prints!!!

I have to re-confirm the pricing. However, it varies upon size... An 8*11 inch print would cost about $5 E.C. and the price remains the same regardless of which printer or type of paper he uses... or even which effect you're going for - matte or gloss.



***


I didn't do many prints as it was just a test run. Much thanks to Caesar for taking time out of very
 busy schedule to help me out. I'm extremely pleased with what I have thus far.

OH! And in case you're maco-vision didn't pick up his contact information in the pictures... and you're interested in contacting him. (His name below is hyperlinked to his Facebook page for easy clicking)

Cell #: (473) 420 1110/409-1110


C'est tout.
Shelli out

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Up inna di bush we goooin...

By 2:18 PM , , ,
Day: 1

This post is going to be mostly a photo post as there's not much to say thus far.

One of my courses requires my classmates and myself to undergo an environmental research project. My group has decided to do a study in collaboration with the Ministry of Forestry. Our study is to find out whether using vocalizations are an effective method to getting population estimates of the local Mona monkey population.

Thus far, we've just been familiarizing ourselves with the terrain, figuring out the GPS devices, where to lay transects, etc.

Our location was off a trail near 1910 in Grand Etang. It took us about 20 minutes to get the GPS devices to co-operate with us. 15 minutes to descend the trail because it was slippery and we realized we might not have the proper gear for the trip. And... about 3 hours of fun trail-walking after reconciling that the mud, razor grass and mosquitoes were our friends. Well... not so much the bush mosquitoes but  the trip itself was fun.

I'm lazy to water mark my photos...

Riding at the back of the truck

Krisma and Jody fiddling with the GPS

Ez and me... look at my hair *sigh*

How the trail began...

Kester (in Green) one of our Forestry experts

The descent


Krisma and Jody trailing behind...


We're going in!

Me!


Jody and... the guiding stick.



Daneille and the view finder... we heard a monkey!

Sigh... mud



Ez climbing over a fallen tree... Krisma in her protective rain gear



We reach!

Jody trying to map our location

Jody, our diligent GPS 'figure-outter'




Daneille

Forest Rep.and Ez coming down




Photo creds: Daneille

Photo creds: Daneille

Photo creds: Daneille
Photo creds: Daneille

C'est tout.

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