I need a life. :D
Apr. 1st, 2006 11:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
arkratirmaI just spent about four-and-a-half hours saving animal reference photos to my laptop (while listening to Moby, The Smashing Pumpkins, tons of The Smiths and Morrissey songs a la SIRIUS 22, and a bunch of nifty trance stuff). Music is lovely. So are the photos! SO MANY PHOTOS!
(Speaking of that trance stuff, I heard part of a trance remix of Bronski Beat's "Smalltown Boy", which was very cool. It's a sad song.)
My animal reference photo collection has topped 2,000 photos - 2,178 to be exact. And it will keep growing. Whee!
Finished two more chapters of American Gods today; one more chapter and Part One is finished. Strange book, very imaginative and bizarre. I want to draw the eagle-headed tiger! I know I'm going to have to get my hands of some more Gaiman novels when I finish it.
I have decided that my next important computer-related investment will be purchasing a 512 MB flash drive, or one with around that capacity. Flash drives are so cool. I'm geeking out on them because of the flash drive Mrs. Sweeney uses to back up our files in ROP Computers. They're very small - around three or four inches long, a bit wider than a USB port - but extremely useful. Buying one would make transferring my photos from Dad's computer to mine SO much easier. (It would be easier still if my camera was compatible with my laptop, but ah well.)
I can't wait for Saturday, May 20. That means another big book sale, this year held by Longs Drugs. Last year it was held in front of the Red Wagon Restaurant. Last year, I bought six used books, full of animals. My favorite of them is a large and gorgeous volume on birds of prey. I hope to actually find some novels this year. Gimme some Thomas Harris, baby! I needs my Hannibal trilogy! It'd be cool to find more Koontz and King as well, and who knows, maybe some Gaiman books will be there, too. I need more books.
Spring break happens after just one more week! I will possibly be seeing Elsa, Monique, and Katlin over break. Monique will finally get to pick up her drawing (which is almost three years late), and Katlin and I will be seeing live barn owls; her mom works for a wildlife association. My camera and sketchbook will be very happy. Elsa and I will most likely watch some Lord of the Rings and, in general, act crazy like we always do. "ZIMBABWE!"
Hmmm. In total, I've been on the Internet for about five hours. GOD DAMN. I need to ride my bike again. What I'm really waiting for is summer, so I can swim. I swear I was a fish or a polar bear in a past life. Yeah, I hate the heat, but... SWIMMING!!! I NEED to swim! And eventually, Dad and I will be able to swim at the school's new swimming pool while Cammy practices soccer.
Hehehe stupid faux depression. Two weeks ago, when I got all emo over art schools again.... I should just keep my head up, finish my school work, and be confident. I'm almost out of high school, and dear God I can't wait to get out. I am actually very happy at the moment. My schedule change is honestly one of the best things that could have happened to me this year, even though I'd been skeptical about it at first. I'm back up to straight B's, plus one A (aerobics). I think it's still an A. Clay might actually be a C, because I work very slowly and carefully on my ceramics projects (meaning I haven't turned many in), and I hate using the glazes. Aunt Pam's glazes are much better.
Ms. Laughlin would like me to bring some of my originals to be copied at the school. She has a bunch of nice photo paper and will pay me for the copies. We have agreed that I won't bring any of my story-related drawings.
I'm still worried about getting all of my field hours in. The first five process journal entries are due this upcoming Friday. I've got three hours out of twenty down so far, and all three came from Portfolio Day alone. I missed going to the animal shelter with Noelle and Kat because of my food poisoning, and I can't go this Tuesday due to an orthodontist appointment. Hmmm. I'll figure it out. Seeing the barn owls should count as field hours, because they don't have to relate directly to your senior project subject... although barn owls do relate to Brainsick, because Celeste is a barn owl. Hee! I'll ask Mr. Carrow about it.
I'm writing a lot again. Oh noes! I think I'll finish by saying that I like my art so much more now that I'm in a better mood. I've finally taught myself that my art is my own, and I need to concentrate on heightening my skills instead of envying others' skills. The past couple of Christmas breaks meant art depression because I couldn't stop staring at work by 'better artists.' I know there are tons and tons of artists out there better than I am, HOWEVER, I have also realized that my work is going in a very different direction than those of my favorite artists, and I am developing styles suitable to the kind of work I will be producing as a professional.
Wherever I'm headed, I'll get there eventually.
Now, when I look at drawings by my favorite artists, I feel admiration for their work instead of feeling depressed about my own work not being up to par.
One more thing: this art school I'm interested in, Art Center College of Design in Pasadena, sounds absolutely amazing, but it is expensive. David Wetzl told me I could attend an art school straight out of high school, but the average age of an Art Center freshman is 24. Eep! My Aunt Debbie went there, however, and is encouraging me to try for it. It's a half hour away from my grandparents, too. Requires an essay on why you want to attend, and application fees are nuts.
Something will happen eventually.
It's 12:07 AM. I'm going to take a shower. XD
(Speaking of that trance stuff, I heard part of a trance remix of Bronski Beat's "Smalltown Boy", which was very cool. It's a sad song.)
My animal reference photo collection has topped 2,000 photos - 2,178 to be exact. And it will keep growing. Whee!
Finished two more chapters of American Gods today; one more chapter and Part One is finished. Strange book, very imaginative and bizarre. I want to draw the eagle-headed tiger! I know I'm going to have to get my hands of some more Gaiman novels when I finish it.
I have decided that my next important computer-related investment will be purchasing a 512 MB flash drive, or one with around that capacity. Flash drives are so cool. I'm geeking out on them because of the flash drive Mrs. Sweeney uses to back up our files in ROP Computers. They're very small - around three or four inches long, a bit wider than a USB port - but extremely useful. Buying one would make transferring my photos from Dad's computer to mine SO much easier. (It would be easier still if my camera was compatible with my laptop, but ah well.)
I can't wait for Saturday, May 20. That means another big book sale, this year held by Longs Drugs. Last year it was held in front of the Red Wagon Restaurant. Last year, I bought six used books, full of animals. My favorite of them is a large and gorgeous volume on birds of prey. I hope to actually find some novels this year. Gimme some Thomas Harris, baby! I needs my Hannibal trilogy! It'd be cool to find more Koontz and King as well, and who knows, maybe some Gaiman books will be there, too. I need more books.
Spring break happens after just one more week! I will possibly be seeing Elsa, Monique, and Katlin over break. Monique will finally get to pick up her drawing (which is almost three years late), and Katlin and I will be seeing live barn owls; her mom works for a wildlife association. My camera and sketchbook will be very happy. Elsa and I will most likely watch some Lord of the Rings and, in general, act crazy like we always do. "ZIMBABWE!"
Hmmm. In total, I've been on the Internet for about five hours. GOD DAMN. I need to ride my bike again. What I'm really waiting for is summer, so I can swim. I swear I was a fish or a polar bear in a past life. Yeah, I hate the heat, but... SWIMMING!!! I NEED to swim! And eventually, Dad and I will be able to swim at the school's new swimming pool while Cammy practices soccer.
Hehehe stupid faux depression. Two weeks ago, when I got all emo over art schools again.... I should just keep my head up, finish my school work, and be confident. I'm almost out of high school, and dear God I can't wait to get out. I am actually very happy at the moment. My schedule change is honestly one of the best things that could have happened to me this year, even though I'd been skeptical about it at first. I'm back up to straight B's, plus one A (aerobics). I think it's still an A. Clay might actually be a C, because I work very slowly and carefully on my ceramics projects (meaning I haven't turned many in), and I hate using the glazes. Aunt Pam's glazes are much better.
Ms. Laughlin would like me to bring some of my originals to be copied at the school. She has a bunch of nice photo paper and will pay me for the copies. We have agreed that I won't bring any of my story-related drawings.
I'm still worried about getting all of my field hours in. The first five process journal entries are due this upcoming Friday. I've got three hours out of twenty down so far, and all three came from Portfolio Day alone. I missed going to the animal shelter with Noelle and Kat because of my food poisoning, and I can't go this Tuesday due to an orthodontist appointment. Hmmm. I'll figure it out. Seeing the barn owls should count as field hours, because they don't have to relate directly to your senior project subject... although barn owls do relate to Brainsick, because Celeste is a barn owl. Hee! I'll ask Mr. Carrow about it.
I'm writing a lot again. Oh noes! I think I'll finish by saying that I like my art so much more now that I'm in a better mood. I've finally taught myself that my art is my own, and I need to concentrate on heightening my skills instead of envying others' skills. The past couple of Christmas breaks meant art depression because I couldn't stop staring at work by 'better artists.' I know there are tons and tons of artists out there better than I am, HOWEVER, I have also realized that my work is going in a very different direction than those of my favorite artists, and I am developing styles suitable to the kind of work I will be producing as a professional.
Wherever I'm headed, I'll get there eventually.
Now, when I look at drawings by my favorite artists, I feel admiration for their work instead of feeling depressed about my own work not being up to par.
One more thing: this art school I'm interested in, Art Center College of Design in Pasadena, sounds absolutely amazing, but it is expensive. David Wetzl told me I could attend an art school straight out of high school, but the average age of an Art Center freshman is 24. Eep! My Aunt Debbie went there, however, and is encouraging me to try for it. It's a half hour away from my grandparents, too. Requires an essay on why you want to attend, and application fees are nuts.
Something will happen eventually.
It's 12:07 AM. I'm going to take a shower. XD
