An Emily Strange Cake sounds good...
I've finally added a new activity in my "Things to do when one is Depressed" list. It's right up there with going grocery shopping or school supplies shopping at a bookstore, getting an out-of-the-spur spa treatment and staying in bed for the entire day with a really good book.
I've never really tried it, lest you count my Kindergarten "finger painting" days [which sucked by the way]. But I never really thought that water color painting could be so therapeutic.
I am not artistic. Nor do I have any ounce of knowledge in drawing either. That's why I'm in a science-core course, because If I ever did choose something like, let's say, Fine Arts, I would have probably been kicked out by the first semester. I find it difficult to interpret paintings or any form of art without being concerned too much with rationalism or facts & figures. And I can't really change much of myself to be artistic since I am surrounded [at home] by parents who are rationalists and would rather that I be one too.
Painting so far, has made me feel like I've regressed back to my Preparatory School days. And even if I've been painting nothing else but swiggly shapes and "abstract" doodles, there's still that sense of fulfillment once an image comes out.
*sigh*
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This is going to be a wonderful 3-days weekend. Oh yes siree, wonderful in the sense that I have hundreds of pages of reading assignments and a kiddie costume party to arrange and run all by myself. Imagine me, trying to get the little annoying tykes a.k.a my cousins to do as I wish. And for your information, I hate children. So there.
I've never really tried it, lest you count my Kindergarten "finger painting" days [which sucked by the way]. But I never really thought that water color painting could be so therapeutic.
I am not artistic. Nor do I have any ounce of knowledge in drawing either. That's why I'm in a science-core course, because If I ever did choose something like, let's say, Fine Arts, I would have probably been kicked out by the first semester. I find it difficult to interpret paintings or any form of art without being concerned too much with rationalism or facts & figures. And I can't really change much of myself to be artistic since I am surrounded [at home] by parents who are rationalists and would rather that I be one too.
Painting so far, has made me feel like I've regressed back to my Preparatory School days. And even if I've been painting nothing else but swiggly shapes and "abstract" doodles, there's still that sense of fulfillment once an image comes out.
*sigh*
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This is going to be a wonderful 3-days weekend. Oh yes siree, wonderful in the sense that I have hundreds of pages of reading assignments and a kiddie costume party to arrange and run all by myself. Imagine me, trying to get the little annoying tykes a.k.a my cousins to do as I wish. And for your information, I hate children. So there.