The end is at hand
Drove back from Valley Ridge art studio today.
The drive to and from Valley Ridge is the most picturesque, and lazy drive. I enjoy it so. Driving gives me time to think, and let the mind wonder.
By far, Valley Ridge is the shit, as far as being able to have access to a decent, friendly, and supportive art community/classes. Highly reccomend it.
With that being said, the people who attend the workshops are another matter. Yet again, the older female clientele, are not able to think creatively-outside the box, and need step by step directions as to how to solve problems. I make it up as go. Specifically, they need to know what the EXACT product is being used, where it was purchased, and where they can find it. Down to the fucking lable.
Which is fine-its valid, I suppose. There are 1,000's of products on the market, and there are some that are better than others. Anything can be used however, in art. ANYTHING.
I just find some of the questions to be quite--anoying.
My digital camera died.
I need to purchase a new one prior to camping... which I leave on Wednesday. And can't fucking wait.
The end is near.
The drive to and from Valley Ridge is the most picturesque, and lazy drive. I enjoy it so. Driving gives me time to think, and let the mind wonder.
By far, Valley Ridge is the shit, as far as being able to have access to a decent, friendly, and supportive art community/classes. Highly reccomend it.
With that being said, the people who attend the workshops are another matter. Yet again, the older female clientele, are not able to think creatively-outside the box, and need step by step directions as to how to solve problems. I make it up as go. Specifically, they need to know what the EXACT product is being used, where it was purchased, and where they can find it. Down to the fucking lable.
Which is fine-its valid, I suppose. There are 1,000's of products on the market, and there are some that are better than others. Anything can be used however, in art. ANYTHING.
I just find some of the questions to be quite--anoying.
My digital camera died.
I need to purchase a new one prior to camping... which I leave on Wednesday. And can't fucking wait.
The end is near.