im back for a day and a half from the art institute at millstreet loft.
i love it there.
i have painting/drawing for 3 and 1/2 hours in the morning. david is my painting/drawing instructor guy. he is amazing. he is the new love of my life, even though he doesn't believe in deoderant. he's smart and talented and the best teacher of anything i've ever had in my life so far. he teaches seniors at the School of Visual Arts and the first day i met him he said "i am going to teach you like i teach my seniors, and the first thing you are going to learn is how to do things correctly. you are art students for christs sake! you eat charcoal for breakfast! go on! rub it into your pores! i want you all to blow your noses before you leave and i expect to see black tissues, damnit!"
i've learned a lot from him in a week. we've done still lifes, self portraits, landscapes, and had a 30-minute color theory lesson from todd. this coming week we're doing more long term paintings.
after break, i have sculpture for 2 and 1/2 hours in the afternoon. alex and liza are my sculpture instructor women. i've learned that clay sucks, plaster is amazing, and how to get really buff really fast flinging slabs of clay onto a board.
liza works with clay only, but alex works with metal and plaster and stone. plaster and metal are a lot easier then clay, i'm clay-dumb in that class.
after sculpture i have photography for 3 hours in the evening. micheal is my photography instructor guy. he can talk and talk and talk and talk about anything. infact, i've stayed late many times to listen to him talk about consuming art and independant films and black and white photography.
i made my first 16x20 photo yesterday. good shit. he says "we have 60 acres on this campus, find somthing to photograph!" so we run around and take pictures and develope them and make prints and have fun.
tina, lauren, and laura are the assistant people. tina is fucking crazy, lauren is hilarious, and laura doesn't talk to anyone.
durning our 45 minute break, todd (the guy who started all of this) gets everyone to play ultimate frisbee.
(ever say or think a word or a name and get really angry?
just the way your mouth moves when you say it, what it tastes like when you say it, what you see when you think it.
it sucks.)