Animals & Insects

Jan 17, 2009 23:40

It's weird.

The thing that I haven't posted about in terms of character or story ideas is something that I'm actually excited about, although I am still excited about the different things I've put up here, just in a different way. I forgot about the whole "secrets make things more exciting for me" tactic.

Why do I like insect things so much? It's just been this school year, and started with me coming up with an idea for this antenna girl who sort of becomes an insect based on what dress she's wearing that particular day. Her name's Belinda, and she's a total sweetie that I need to draw more once I define the differences between her appearance and my neo-Victorian fairy naturalist. Her hair is like her antennae, which droop, curl, or do other things depending on her emotion. So the happier she gets the more her hair and antennae curl. In her world I've also designed the Bee Queen who's based on Queen Elizabeth I, with the slashed sleeves and such. I've also designed the Bee Queen's guards, who instead of having stingers have spears.

The designs themselves make me think in ways I might not usually. If I think of designing, for example, a beetle gown, I think first of the basic shapes that make that particular beetle. So the plates might be interpreted as the back panelling for a gown, and the bodice area would have a rigid look to it. For shoes the person might wear beaded sandals to evoke the idea of the beetle's two split toes. And so on, and so on.

I'm excited about going back to school. Not necessarily for the stress, but I know that people can help me if I need it. I'd like to do a good job with Out of House, you know? It seems like it has the potential to be a lot of fun. I'm really glad  that BSFFA politics haven't much effected me or that I somehow have managed to not let them influence which people I hang out with. I like wandering between the floors a whole lot because everyone is so different and mostly fun to be around.

I'm glad nobody seems to hold the fact that I sometimes get up and visit people when nothing much seems to be happening. I'm looking forward to getting to know people better this semester. The politics...I don't know. They are what they are. At the end of the day I guess I'm a freshman who can leave whenever I feel like it. I'd like to get to know people on third floor a little better, but at the same time it can be hard to be up there or gets boring because they discovered Saint's Row 2 which is horrible but also mesmerizing in a morbidly fascinating way. There are some people that make me feel oddly tense when I'm not around them, and hearing stories told about them makes me want to go up there even less.

In general I like everyone...and it's strange to know that it seems like everyone feels the same way about me based on what I've heard. It's odd to know I'm well-liked. Makes me afraid that I'm going to get conceited. I hate conceited people or people with sky-high opinions of themselves. (I think just about everyone reading this knows who I'm talking about. If you don't, feel blessed. I'm not even kidding.) I see parts of myself in him, and it scares me sometimes whenever he talks about himself while at the same time bringing out ugly parts of me. Lex's werewolf tactic might be something I have to employ in future.

Anyway.

I want to write more. I want to push my art more. I'd like to do better in school.

I'd also not like to have a meltdown.

I also want to comfort a friend who doesn't want to go back, but I can't do so adequately because I'm too far away.

Maggie: if you read this, know I love you. If you need me, please don't hesitate to get me, despite the fact that we haven't known each other long. I know that these are only words on the internet, but I hope they provide some paltry comfort and reach where I can't right now.

Edit: remember to do some character designs for my wasp/bee-based crimefighter who's a 1960s-style secretary by day and a badass flying superheroine at night.

the astonishing adventures of me, the story's the thing, art for art's sake

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