Mmm...hot cocoa.
Today has been one tasty day. Banana bread with peanut butter in the morning, Genova's turkey & avocado sandwich for lunch, and now I'm sipping vanilla hot cocoa and munching toast with raspberry tart. Mmm.
Yeah I'm going to Coachella with Nyk, Cavlin, and possibly Nyk's brother Julian. And Erek told us we can crash with him, so it's gonna be a time. That's sweet that you're taking some printmaking - I think you should do an etching of some graphic ninth ring sex. Make sure that all the guys you draw have the creep face on. Oh, and that show with Barron Storey and company, I had just heard about it but kind of dismissed it immediately cause it was in Europe, that's awesome that you're actually close to it though! That'll be amazing, for sure. I think George Pratt is in that show, too - have you heard of him? He went to school with Kent, I believe, he's damn good too. Over on this coast, there's currently an exhibition at the Art Center of tons of Illustration Alumni, including Barron, Owen, and tons of others like Mark Ryden and the like. Its up until April, and me, Mark, Mike and Ama decided we're gonna try and road trip down there for a couple days on spring break. That should be awesome, I think partly just because it's rare to get such a huge collection of amazing illustration. That's why I'm glad we saw that children's book show at the Society - it really reinvigorated my passion for illustration. You don't get much of that, really.
Speaking of which, I've sort of been going through a crisis, school-wise. I think I have been since last semester, but I've had several good hard thinks about it in the past few weeks. I feel like I've sort of lost myself - like art has been recently frustrating the hell out of me because I can't see the "me" in it. I know it's there. I love to draw, I know that for a fact. But I think it might be where I'm at with classes and school right now. I don't know. For a while I was freaking out and thinking I might want to leave school, not to quit art, but that I was just not sure about continuing at CCA for the time being. Now I'm thinking of talking to a counselor about it, and if worst comes to worst, maybe taking a semester off to do my own art (like you're doing, to some extent). I don't think I'm talking about finding a STYLE, necessarily - I just think that I've lost track of where I'm trying to go with my pursuit of art, and I think I need to get myself back on track somehow. Maybe I just need the summer to get my artistic blood pumping again. Not to say I haven't been productive - I've been drawing my ass off. But finished work? Ha, ha...
In terms of the department - same as usual. I hate my class, for the most part. I don't know, maybe I'm getting too picky or expecting too much. But I'm pretty sick of the stuff I'm seeing. Thesis seems to be chuggin' along pretty decently, though. I haven't seen too much - Sam's doing more Sam stuff, there are some other good paintings I've seen around, I haven't seen anything from Christine or Lauren yet - but, I don't know. I haven't found much to relieve me of my recent frustrations.
Oh, by the way, I had my first migraine ever on Sunday. I had no idea what was happening at first. Me and my sister were walking around Lake Merritt and I started getting dizzy and blurry eyed - and a few minutes later, the whole front of my brain was frozen in the worst pain my head has ever experienced. Moving my eyes hurt. So my sister ran back to her apartment to get me some advil while I sat down, and when she came out again, she accidentally locked herself out - and my car keys were in her apartment. So we sort of just sat there in front of her apartment for a while while my head built itself into a tsunami of pain. Eventually she got into her garage and just drove me home without my car, and when we got back I promptly proceeded to vomit and collapse into bed. Four hours later, I got up and began working on the illustration due the next day. So much for sleep, that night!
Speaking of vomit, your canvases sounded somewhere in between Pollock and Keith Boadwee. Sweet.
Yeah I'm going to Coachella with Nyk, Cavlin, and possibly Nyk's brother Julian. And Erek told us we can crash with him, so it's gonna be a time. That's sweet that you're taking some printmaking - I think you should do an etching of some graphic ninth ring sex. Make sure that all the guys you draw have the creep face on. Oh, and that show with Barron Storey and company, I had just heard about it but kind of dismissed it immediately cause it was in Europe, that's awesome that you're actually close to it though! That'll be amazing, for sure. I think George Pratt is in that show, too - have you heard of him? He went to school with Kent, I believe, he's damn good too. Over on this coast, there's currently an exhibition at the Art Center of tons of Illustration Alumni, including Barron, Owen, and tons of others like Mark Ryden and the like. Its up until April, and me, Mark, Mike and Ama decided we're gonna try and road trip down there for a couple days on spring break. That should be awesome, I think partly just because it's rare to get such a huge collection of amazing illustration. That's why I'm glad we saw that children's book show at the Society - it really reinvigorated my passion for illustration. You don't get much of that, really.
Speaking of which, I've sort of been going through a crisis, school-wise. I think I have been since last semester, but I've had several good hard thinks about it in the past few weeks. I feel like I've sort of lost myself - like art has been recently frustrating the hell out of me because I can't see the "me" in it. I know it's there. I love to draw, I know that for a fact. But I think it might be where I'm at with classes and school right now. I don't know. For a while I was freaking out and thinking I might want to leave school, not to quit art, but that I was just not sure about continuing at CCA for the time being. Now I'm thinking of talking to a counselor about it, and if worst comes to worst, maybe taking a semester off to do my own art (like you're doing, to some extent). I don't think I'm talking about finding a STYLE, necessarily - I just think that I've lost track of where I'm trying to go with my pursuit of art, and I think I need to get myself back on track somehow. Maybe I just need the summer to get my artistic blood pumping again. Not to say I haven't been productive - I've been drawing my ass off. But finished work? Ha, ha...
In terms of the department - same as usual. I hate my class, for the most part. I don't know, maybe I'm getting too picky or expecting too much. But I'm pretty sick of the stuff I'm seeing. Thesis seems to be chuggin' along pretty decently, though. I haven't seen too much - Sam's doing more Sam stuff, there are some other good paintings I've seen around, I haven't seen anything from Christine or Lauren yet - but, I don't know. I haven't found much to relieve me of my recent frustrations.
Oh, by the way, I had my first migraine ever on Sunday. I had no idea what was happening at first. Me and my sister were walking around Lake Merritt and I started getting dizzy and blurry eyed - and a few minutes later, the whole front of my brain was frozen in the worst pain my head has ever experienced. Moving my eyes hurt. So my sister ran back to her apartment to get me some advil while I sat down, and when she came out again, she accidentally locked herself out - and my car keys were in her apartment. So we sort of just sat there in front of her apartment for a while while my head built itself into a tsunami of pain. Eventually she got into her garage and just drove me home without my car, and when we got back I promptly proceeded to vomit and collapse into bed. Four hours later, I got up and began working on the illustration due the next day. So much for sleep, that night!
Speaking of vomit, your canvases sounded somewhere in between Pollock and Keith Boadwee. Sweet.
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