Power lines in our blood lines

Aug 21, 2006 23:58

.... So where were we? I get lost a lot lately. I've been doing pretty much everything but what I'm supposed to be getting done and it's starting to make me a little antsy. Not that I'm doing anything about it. Today I did 20Below work and thought about how great it's going to be in October (that's what they told me, anyway) when my stay with them will end and I'll apply to illustrate for real magazines with real wages.

Today I also had a good deal of communication with MK's, and they accepted nine little paintings of mine to the show. I also for better or worse agreed to give an "Artist's Talk" in October, which sort of scares the living hell out of me. There's one this Wednesday that I'll probably go to just to see how terrified I should be.... and yeah. I'm not especially enthused about it, but I feel like I should do it just to get myself out there. So I'm doing it. Maybe something will come of it. Like employment or something. That would be nice.

In other news, the usual beyond-stupid war over my desk is being waged. I had a bad dream about it the other night, too. ...And when I move out it will be nice. So nice. In the mean time, I swear my vengance and the like. The usual. I gotta get up early and build some picture frames tomorrow, so.... yeah. Later, kids.
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