it was the worst christmas pageant ever
How is it only the time that it is?? It's not even 7:30 and I'm about to fall asleep. Perhaps this is because I woke up at 3:30 yesterday morning and proceeded to stay up for 22 adderall-fueled hours, during which I started and (for now) completed my entire drawing final. All of that is very much unlike me. The getting up early, the getting things done on time...it's like I don't even know myself anymore.
Yeaaaaaaaah. In real life it is more blue, and less pixelated. And 18x30". And there's more of it. And it's in this weird medicine cabinet-ish frame that I found in the garbage years ago. And that, my fine feathered friends, is why I am a hoarder.
I was so tired at the final critique that I kept breaking into song whenever someone said something that reminded me of one.
THE SONGS INTO WHICH I BROKE:
skills to pay the bills
keep on rockin in the free world
I just can't get enough
be a man (from Mulan)
that song they play in the bar in A New Hope
homeward bound
Also, I made pretty much the only remotely negative comment that we've ever had in that class (because this is Prairie State we're talking about here, plus Lou is a pushover) and instantly felt like a total d-bag. And it was just "that one shadow looks like it contradicts the light source". And yet somehow, DEEBAG.
Anyway Lou said he'd put my self portrait in the annual student show next August, which is nice but means that I probably shouldn't write "WHERE'S WALDURF" in the background like I was going to. Sad beans.
Yeaaaaaaaah. In real life it is more blue, and less pixelated. And 18x30". And there's more of it. And it's in this weird medicine cabinet-ish frame that I found in the garbage years ago. And that, my fine feathered friends, is why I am a hoarder.
I was so tired at the final critique that I kept breaking into song whenever someone said something that reminded me of one.
THE SONGS INTO WHICH I BROKE:
skills to pay the bills
keep on rockin in the free world
I just can't get enough
be a man (from Mulan)
that song they play in the bar in A New Hope
homeward bound
Also, I made pretty much the only remotely negative comment that we've ever had in that class (because this is Prairie State we're talking about here, plus Lou is a pushover) and instantly felt like a total d-bag. And it was just "that one shadow looks like it contradicts the light source". And yet somehow, DEEBAG.
Anyway Lou said he'd put my self portrait in the annual student show next August, which is nice but means that I probably shouldn't write "WHERE'S WALDURF" in the background like I was going to. Sad beans.