Some things, some pictures
Wow. What was Sophomore year? I mean, where did it go? What did I learn from it?
I guess it was just a conduit between Freshman year and Junior year. Has anyone else ever felt like this?
I've started drawing again, for the first time in months.
This would be a terrible cell-phone rendition of my Spring Art Show piece. It's on a huge piece o' cardboard. It was probably one of the most fun things I've ever made in school, let alone for a show. Now I have an affinity for painting on cardboard with oil bar, it's insane.
So I'm just here, lethargic as always, but I'll be okay. Somehow.
I want to do better next year.
Book Thief for the win!