Usually I avoid writing a blog entry after midnight, being ashamed of my late and weird sleep hours.  But it's time to stop being ashamed of so much of my life.  I am trying to fix the late hours thing, but change takes time.  You can't just announce that change is coming and expect it to be here.  I've been making sporadic changes, not even little ( Read more... )

As you might have guessed, I ended up too drained to keep up with my detailed descriptions of how camp went.  I can't possibly catch up, but I will say that the last three days of camp went quite well.

Teaching at camp was basically the best part of my summer.  Not that the rest of it was bad, but teaching was special.  It always is, but it was ( Read more... )

Funnily enough, today at camp was fine kids-wise, but the adults really got to me.  No details here, but let's just say that crowding me out of my art space, disrupting my class with requests for paint, and being ungrateful will NOT get you far in my book.  Oh, and criticizing me when I've already apologized.  Fuck you, man.  FUCK YOU.  I am often ( Read more... )

Tolkien was really right when he said (as the narrator in The Hobbit) that there really isn't a lot to report when a day goes well.  It's much easier to write a lot about difficulty and danger.  I should really rustle up the exact quote but I'm so mellow (or, um, lazy) tonight I'll just leave it at that for now.

Writing a Rainbow went smoothly today ( Read more... )

Well, I didn't do much this weekend, but perhaps it was exactly what I needed.  I really wanted to see Lindsay and Fatima like we'd planned, but too much got in the way and our plans just never got off the ground.  Perhaps we can spend some time together after one of the camp days, even though we're usually super tired by that time.  Anyway, aside ( Read more... )

I really don't feel like writing this.  Today went much better than Wednesday, but I'm still tired and... not fed up, per se, but I am weary.  I think being continually dissatisfied with my schedule is making me feel this way.  I had wanted this stint at Creative Summer to be different from all the previous years; I wanted to be on a normal ( Read more... )

Bad day at camp.  The day started off bad with the first hour.  The little kids started off the class irritable, fighting, refusing to do the lesson, putting down each other's artistic ambitions (that was lovely), and rounded off the class period with a nice temper tantrum and its fallout.  Sucked sucked sucked.  I finally understand why my parents ( Read more... )

Yesterday I honestly forgot to post until it was after midnight (I like to post before midnight so it shows up as the day I'm actually talking about... OCD perhaps?).  Today, I honestly procrastinated as long as I could before setting out to write this.  I want to document how camp goes day-by-day, but I don't want to DO it.  I'm so tired.  But, ( Read more... )

It's times like this when I feel like I really should be a teacher after all.  (As opposed to being a full-time professional author and illustrator.)  The Paint Like a Master kids have really had a breakthrough!  Several art teachers dropped by and complimented me on how well they were doing.  Naturally the success is due in great part to them, but ( Read more... )

I didn't do camp at all on Tuesday due to some weird intestinal problem I was having.  My first instinct is to blame the (admittedly delicious) Chinese food I had on Monday evening, but who knows?  I woke up at 6:20 in the morning feeling like there was a big rock in my stomach.  Throwing up a few times made me feel better, though it was mostly ( Read more... )