like I have the right to
First order and a half of business: for a class I am now keeping a Tumblr of illustrations that inspire me, fifteen a week, and after that requirement is fulfilled I plan to rename and go on using it recreationally. So it's here, if any of y'all want to follow, and I will follow you back later on when I'm no longer being graded on it!
Also, in more long-term useful news, I have an online portfolio and I am working my butt off this semester to make it full of the best things I can put in it. So if anyone wants to see some things I drew and some clothes I made, those are here.
Yesterday was part excellent and half Godawful. IT started with a couple of hours at my job, which I love, followed by a bowl of chili and a chocolate cookie from Potbelly, and then I walked over to the Field Museum and looked at dinosaurs and then we had class there and went through the Egypt exhibit, and then I and a bunch of people from my class went to McDonald's and then went and saw dinosaurs again. I am not complaining. I want to take an entire day at the Field and draw a million dinosaurs and skeletons and animals and things, but I don't know when I could do that :(
After that I walked back into the Loop (so much of yesterday on my feet! so much) because I had a dentist appointment. And guys, I hate going to the dentist. I hate it a lot. My actual dentist and the hygienists there are fantastic people and really truly good at their jobs, but they also tend to fall behind over the course of the day, so I have plenty of time to sit there and wonder what's going to have gone wrong with my teeth this time. Generally something has.
I don't really want to go into the details of how the appointment turned out, because there is nothing terribly wrong, as it turns out; there are some small problems that need attending to but I don't need any fillings, or root canals, or operations. Unfortunately, between problems with my actual teeth and my tendency to burst into tears, the appointment took two hours plus the hour and a half I was in the waiting room and basically ate up my entire evening. Afterwards I wasn't good for much but going home, eating a box of Kraft mac and cheese, and watching Real Genius.
I wasn't good for much tonight either. I constantly feel I'm not getting enough done. For fandom or school. I don't really understand how to produce a thing people actually want to look at, or how one gets from producing a thing to people actually seeing it. My professors keep saying "when you get jobs" and I always feel like there's a crucial middle stage no one's talking about, which probably means I'm the only one too dumb to get it. How do I get from where I am now to people with actual money seeing my work? Even more importantly, why on God's green Earth would anyone who's seen my work want to give me money to make more of it?
Also, in more long-term useful news, I have an online portfolio and I am working my butt off this semester to make it full of the best things I can put in it. So if anyone wants to see some things I drew and some clothes I made, those are here.
Yesterday was part excellent and half Godawful. IT started with a couple of hours at my job, which I love, followed by a bowl of chili and a chocolate cookie from Potbelly, and then I walked over to the Field Museum and looked at dinosaurs and then we had class there and went through the Egypt exhibit, and then I and a bunch of people from my class went to McDonald's and then went and saw dinosaurs again. I am not complaining. I want to take an entire day at the Field and draw a million dinosaurs and skeletons and animals and things, but I don't know when I could do that :(
After that I walked back into the Loop (so much of yesterday on my feet! so much) because I had a dentist appointment. And guys, I hate going to the dentist. I hate it a lot. My actual dentist and the hygienists there are fantastic people and really truly good at their jobs, but they also tend to fall behind over the course of the day, so I have plenty of time to sit there and wonder what's going to have gone wrong with my teeth this time. Generally something has.
I don't really want to go into the details of how the appointment turned out, because there is nothing terribly wrong, as it turns out; there are some small problems that need attending to but I don't need any fillings, or root canals, or operations. Unfortunately, between problems with my actual teeth and my tendency to burst into tears, the appointment took two hours plus the hour and a half I was in the waiting room and basically ate up my entire evening. Afterwards I wasn't good for much but going home, eating a box of Kraft mac and cheese, and watching Real Genius.
I wasn't good for much tonight either. I constantly feel I'm not getting enough done. For fandom or school. I don't really understand how to produce a thing people actually want to look at, or how one gets from producing a thing to people actually seeing it. My professors keep saying "when you get jobs" and I always feel like there's a crucial middle stage no one's talking about, which probably means I'm the only one too dumb to get it. How do I get from where I am now to people with actual money seeing my work? Even more importantly, why on God's green Earth would anyone who's seen my work want to give me money to make more of it?