(winter's eve)
All I have posted on here lately is artwork, partially because I haven't had much that I have really wanted to voice. My inner conflict is still there, but I'm still sorting and everyday it all gets a little better.
I feel a lot of this has to do with winter, and the fact that because it is so bitter cold outside that I do not want to go anywhere unless it is school, work, or a necessity. Most of my friends are kind of in the same boat from what I have gathered.
One good thing though is that I am still channeling all of my energy that would be used running around and adventuring in paint and drawing. The last few drawings that I have submitted are the beginning stages of a graphic novel. I have been working on trying to create one for years, and on Christmas it just clicked. I have always wanted one based solely upon the people and their interactions with one another, but I am a fan of the crazy fiction that comes along with the idea of a graphic novel... post apocalyptic seems to be the most fitting for how much I want to convey. Before I was too influenced by my love of Marvel. I'd always find myself wanting to create some kind of new original superpower that Stan Lee hadn't come up with yet. No dice. In the past, I didn't believe in myself enough to actually go through with anything but a rough sketch or two. 2009 blessed me with a sense of self-identity, among other things.
This week, my Holga was finally delivered, and I went out on my first shooting trip. I only took a few shots of the snow, and trees, and then I asked a stranger if I could take his picture. He let me. Goofy tall kid. I hope that sometime he comes across the photo and is thrown off by it because he is covered with trees, snow, and buildings in the picture. I'm hoping some of the people left in town will let me shoot them soon. I want to see what I can do with this.
Started back at school this week after winter break and me destroying my sleep schedule. Day one back got canceled because of the snow storm, and every day since has been delayed by two hours, making classes semi useless and by the time we start we have to go to our next classes. I never thought I'd be this miffed about not being able to get in a full school day. I think part of the reason why is because once I get up in the morning I'm usually up and can't go back to bed until later. and I eat breakfast immediately after I wake up because then I can get moving and start getting my morning done. I have a lot to do around the house right now. (mostly meaning fold my gargantuan piles of clean laundry and my room, and the bathroom needs a run down.) Procrastination, procrastination.
Strange, but you know who I thought of the other day? (I know you don't.) Travis Bourcier. I wonder where he is now. He was my middle school phone boyfriend (meaning we held hands once, and would talk on the phone for about 8 hours a day.) He moved when we were 14, and I would get a call or two from him a year til I was around 16, then he disappeared. I've tried Googling him before to see if I could find anything, but no luck. I wonder...
H
I feel a lot of this has to do with winter, and the fact that because it is so bitter cold outside that I do not want to go anywhere unless it is school, work, or a necessity. Most of my friends are kind of in the same boat from what I have gathered.
One good thing though is that I am still channeling all of my energy that would be used running around and adventuring in paint and drawing. The last few drawings that I have submitted are the beginning stages of a graphic novel. I have been working on trying to create one for years, and on Christmas it just clicked. I have always wanted one based solely upon the people and their interactions with one another, but I am a fan of the crazy fiction that comes along with the idea of a graphic novel... post apocalyptic seems to be the most fitting for how much I want to convey. Before I was too influenced by my love of Marvel. I'd always find myself wanting to create some kind of new original superpower that Stan Lee hadn't come up with yet. No dice. In the past, I didn't believe in myself enough to actually go through with anything but a rough sketch or two. 2009 blessed me with a sense of self-identity, among other things.
This week, my Holga was finally delivered, and I went out on my first shooting trip. I only took a few shots of the snow, and trees, and then I asked a stranger if I could take his picture. He let me. Goofy tall kid. I hope that sometime he comes across the photo and is thrown off by it because he is covered with trees, snow, and buildings in the picture. I'm hoping some of the people left in town will let me shoot them soon. I want to see what I can do with this.
Started back at school this week after winter break and me destroying my sleep schedule. Day one back got canceled because of the snow storm, and every day since has been delayed by two hours, making classes semi useless and by the time we start we have to go to our next classes. I never thought I'd be this miffed about not being able to get in a full school day. I think part of the reason why is because once I get up in the morning I'm usually up and can't go back to bed until later. and I eat breakfast immediately after I wake up because then I can get moving and start getting my morning done. I have a lot to do around the house right now. (mostly meaning fold my gargantuan piles of clean laundry and my room, and the bathroom needs a run down.) Procrastination, procrastination.
Strange, but you know who I thought of the other day? (I know you don't.) Travis Bourcier. I wonder where he is now. He was my middle school phone boyfriend (meaning we held hands once, and would talk on the phone for about 8 hours a day.) He moved when we were 14, and I would get a call or two from him a year til I was around 16, then he disappeared. I've tried Googling him before to see if I could find anything, but no luck. I wonder...
H