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wow, 05:00 already?
Two days ago, I sent off two application forms for foundation diploma courses in art & design. Kingston and Central, waiting for acceptance at the latter, of course. Wondering if Richmond will be able to send me a form in time enough so that I can send it back completed before the 30th.
I made a really nice addition to my sketch-a-day notebook (don't worry, technically it was yesterday when it was finished - I don't need to start again, again). "S-A-D"; three out of four of the keys on my keyboard that have had their labels rubbed into nothing due to excessive gaming of the w, s, a and d-used-for-movement kind.
Anyway, the SAD notebook; alright, now I have a funky acronym for the thing.
Hours earlier I attempted to draw an image I found on weheartit.com, but something was wrong. Maybe I wasn't feeling very comfortable.
Maybe I found the layout of the sketchbook to be very conflicting, in a way.
I burnt my arm when I tried to reach over the kettle to grab some toast. Burnt somewhere 'round the inner elbow region, so it hurts when I bend my arm.
Maybe I'm frustrated at something just 'cause - I've been getting quite concerned lately about the exact relationship physical health can have on that of the mental. I am awfully unfit, I sometimes have trouble working and thinking, I think, and- y'know, I'm pretty sure if I wanted to, I could very well go ahead and blame my health for being the cause for a lot of things.
I'm still convinced that there's a relation. To investigate, perhaps I'll try sleep at regular times.
I just thought of, and care to mention, the difficulty I find in getting up in the mornings. If I, or you, if I want to state this in general terms, don't pack on enough hours of sleep a few days prior to an odd night of decent sleeping hours, one would awake still feeling fatigued. Of course, it is likely then that during the course of the new day a nap would be taken and irregular sleeping patterns return. I suppose I can beat this, then, now that I know how the cogs of this routine turn. I just have to keep conscious for the whole of the day that comes after the night of decent hours, when I would then go to sleep early for the following night. The process may need to be repeated.
Where the hell was I...?
Here. The drawing wasn't working for me, so I sent the pencil flying eastward and the sketchbook fell south (the latter was by accident). I wanted to try again; I need to keep this up. I need SAD to help me find out if I can ever stick to anything I set myself or am set.
I found another image on weheartit (or we-hear-tit, teehee) and sketched it out first in pencil, then went over some bits in pigment liner pen. The picture had a large background of windows - the foreground, which was the focus, consisted of a lovely nude woman / girl. I then decided to go at it with some paint, probably because it looked quite plain and I felt I had to try something different with my sketches. I used a small brush and some painting knives. I think it came out really well and I'd even like to get it printed and use it as decoration for my room. My house doesn't have enough decoration, by which I am more concerned about the lack of inspirational objects and materials. I should not be living in a place like this. The painting is spread across two pages, so it'll be tricky trying to get a good full scan of it.
*Sigh. Earlier today I was checking out the bonus 'Supplement' (how awesome?) disk that came with my special edition Fight Club DVD (gloating much?). It had a lot of interesting stuff, or stuff that I find interesting, rather. Deleted scenes, biographies, making-of videos and such. I found a nice quote from Chuck on there too, which was;
"We are a nation (usa, presumably) of physical animals who have forgotten how much we enjoy being that. We are cushioned by this kind of make-believe, unreal world and we have no idea what we can survive because we are never challenged or tested." ~Chuck Palahniuk.
Did you know you can swallow a pint of blood before you get sick?
The director of that film actually passed a law degree but instead went into film making, and Brad Pitt studied journalism at uni majoring in advertising, but instead dropped that and became an actor, which seems very sudden to me. It makes me think of how much value there really is in the education system for some people.
OK, finally hushing the voices. We're going to bed. I've gone on long enough - it's 06:00 and a little, now. Bed bed bed... ZzZzZzzz
I really like the light...
Two days ago, I sent off two application forms for foundation diploma courses in art & design. Kingston and Central, waiting for acceptance at the latter, of course. Wondering if Richmond will be able to send me a form in time enough so that I can send it back completed before the 30th.
I made a really nice addition to my sketch-a-day notebook (don't worry, technically it was yesterday when it was finished - I don't need to start again, again). "S-A-D"; three out of four of the keys on my keyboard that have had their labels rubbed into nothing due to excessive gaming of the w, s, a and d-used-for-movement kind.
Anyway, the SAD notebook; alright, now I have a funky acronym for the thing.
Hours earlier I attempted to draw an image I found on weheartit.com, but something was wrong. Maybe I wasn't feeling very comfortable.
Maybe I found the layout of the sketchbook to be very conflicting, in a way.
I burnt my arm when I tried to reach over the kettle to grab some toast. Burnt somewhere 'round the inner elbow region, so it hurts when I bend my arm.
Maybe I'm frustrated at something just 'cause - I've been getting quite concerned lately about the exact relationship physical health can have on that of the mental. I am awfully unfit, I sometimes have trouble working and thinking, I think, and- y'know, I'm pretty sure if I wanted to, I could very well go ahead and blame my health for being the cause for a lot of things.
I'm still convinced that there's a relation. To investigate, perhaps I'll try sleep at regular times.
I just thought of, and care to mention, the difficulty I find in getting up in the mornings. If I, or you, if I want to state this in general terms, don't pack on enough hours of sleep a few days prior to an odd night of decent sleeping hours, one would awake still feeling fatigued. Of course, it is likely then that during the course of the new day a nap would be taken and irregular sleeping patterns return. I suppose I can beat this, then, now that I know how the cogs of this routine turn. I just have to keep conscious for the whole of the day that comes after the night of decent hours, when I would then go to sleep early for the following night. The process may need to be repeated.
Where the hell was I...?
Here. The drawing wasn't working for me, so I sent the pencil flying eastward and the sketchbook fell south (the latter was by accident). I wanted to try again; I need to keep this up. I need SAD to help me find out if I can ever stick to anything I set myself or am set.
I found another image on weheartit (or we-hear-tit, teehee) and sketched it out first in pencil, then went over some bits in pigment liner pen. The picture had a large background of windows - the foreground, which was the focus, consisted of a lovely nude woman / girl. I then decided to go at it with some paint, probably because it looked quite plain and I felt I had to try something different with my sketches. I used a small brush and some painting knives. I think it came out really well and I'd even like to get it printed and use it as decoration for my room. My house doesn't have enough decoration, by which I am more concerned about the lack of inspirational objects and materials. I should not be living in a place like this. The painting is spread across two pages, so it'll be tricky trying to get a good full scan of it.
*Sigh. Earlier today I was checking out the bonus 'Supplement' (how awesome?) disk that came with my special edition Fight Club DVD (gloating much?). It had a lot of interesting stuff, or stuff that I find interesting, rather. Deleted scenes, biographies, making-of videos and such. I found a nice quote from Chuck on there too, which was;
"We are a nation (usa, presumably) of physical animals who have forgotten how much we enjoy being that. We are cushioned by this kind of make-believe, unreal world and we have no idea what we can survive because we are never challenged or tested." ~Chuck Palahniuk.
Did you know you can swallow a pint of blood before you get sick?
The director of that film actually passed a law degree but instead went into film making, and Brad Pitt studied journalism at uni majoring in advertising, but instead dropped that and became an actor, which seems very sudden to me. It makes me think of how much value there really is in the education system for some people.
OK, finally hushing the voices. We're going to bed. I've gone on long enough - it's 06:00 and a little, now. Bed bed bed... ZzZzZzzz
I really like the light...