Drawings

I said that I wanted to find a way to show everyone the drawings I've done so far in and out of class.  There's always the issue of people stealing others' works, so I wasn't exactly sure how I could prevent that.  In comes the copyright/watermark.  Even though these photos beyond suck (taken on my camera phone) I didn't want to take a chance.  So yes, the watermark is kinda annoying, but it has to be placed that way.  And I know my photos are normally really big, but these need to stay small in order to be viewable.  Bear with me.

These drawings are in chronological order.  The teapot was drawn the first day of class.  The second drawing is a charcoal of some paper towels tacked to a black board.  I drew the artist's mannequin one night while Jarred and I were watching TV.  He's about a quarter of the size of my class drawings, yet he took me over 3 hours to perfect.  The final drawing is my most recent:  a large milk can with gourds.  I am proud to see the progress I've made. 

I know I'm my own worst critic, but honestly, it feels nice to say that yes, 100% without a doubt, I can do something and do it well.  I can draw.  I'd love to do a comparison at the end of the semester to see how much I've actually learned.  Could be fun?

I definitely have more confidence that I made the right decision coming back to the art program.  I didn't think I could stand with the rest of the students, but now I think I could go toe to toe with them.  I may not be able to make any painting look realistic, but that's okay.  No artist is great in every field.

Next up:  printmaking and weaving!

Side note:  I am still tweaking my review of the Clarisonic Mia.  I am giving myself one more week of use before I feel comfortable telling my experience.  Coming soon!

Happy

This whole school thing gets in the way of blogging.

...Is that even an excuse?

Anyway, I'm still getting the hang of my schedule and figuring out how much time and effort I need to put into work outside of class.  I'm not finding any class to be too awful demanding, but some are more enjoyable than others.  Like my drawing class.  I've found out that yes, I can draw, and no, there doesn't seem to be any da Vinci reincarnates in class.  Meaning:  I'm considered one of the better drawers, but still, that's scary.  I'd love to show some of the work I've done in the past few weeks, but I need to read up on laws regarding copyrights and registering artwork, 'cause I don't want some creep pillaging all my hard work via Internet.

I was so dreading my drawing class.  In fact, I cried and hyperventilated in front of Jarred on the first day of school before I walked out the door to drawing.  I was so nervous that I'd suck, that everyone would be amazing artists, and oh yeah, that I'd suck.

I enjoy being in class.  There are some people in the classroom that are pretty negative towards every assignment, but I try not to listen to them.  I walk out after the lesson feeling like I just spent the class period doing something I love.  

Yeah, I think art is happiness.

Sometimes I feel like happiness is hard to come by.  I truly have nothing to complain about, but there's also always something else I want.  Eventually I need to learn to let go and just be happy.

This little guy sure helps.

In fact, I think he's the epitome of happiness.  He is enough for me.


Coming up this weekend/next week, I'm going to be writing a review of the Clarisonic Mia.  Don't know, don't care?  That fine.  Just check back later to see if I've updated this thing to something interesting.

Sorries

Apologies all around.  I've been quite aware I haven't written in a few weeks.  I have mostly been psyching myself up for school. 

Oh yes.  That dreaded time of year.

Last week was my first week back and as an art major!  I enjoyed my first week of classes but it's going to take a while to get used to my schedule.  At least Jarred and I began acting somewhat adult-like once we moved into the town home and began going to bed between 10 and 11 and getting up at 8 or 9 on weekends. So the change in my schedule didn't mess me up too much!

I've also had some pretty bad health issues as of late.  After Jarred and I spent a wonderful anniversary in Nashville, I spent the next week and a half sick as a dog.  I'm not sure whether I had some sort of stomach bug or food poisoning, but I got nicely acquainted with our bathroom.  Ahem.  Anyway.

I've since been trying some new supplements to help my system get back on track.  It's been slow-going and partly responsible for the silence on this blog.  I had some nerves last week because I was excited/nervous about classes.  Unfortunately today I woke up feeling like I was dying; my stomach hurt so badly.  Not a good way to start the second week of classes.  But things happen and I've been trying to cool it for today so that I can be prepared for everything I have to do tomorrow!