Moooonday. Alright...I'll
try to make this short, although that never seems to happen.
Brooklyn was great! We had a phenomenal time, hanging out with all our artist/musician friends and doing fun stuff, namely drinking beer and listening to great live music.
The only bummer is going home to Albany, a relatively passionless, artless place. *sigh*
Someday we'll go home.
At one point, we were listening to one of our friends' bands play at this bar/restaurant where they had paper covering the table cloth, and they had heaps and heaps of crayons. Best. Thing. Ever. Of course I started doodling, well, what I consider doodling. I got called out by no fewer than seven people on my doodles. In my opinion, they were okay, nothing special. They were all floored. One of them works in a gallery and asked me if I would consider showing..at...her...gallery, which was nothing short of shocking to me, jaw droppingly shocking. Embarrassingly enough, I had lamented to one of the people there the night before how much I suck at art and how much I wish I was good. He totally called me out, "I thought you said you sucked! WTF are you talking about?!" Blushing...I don't know. I see all the flaws. Only the flaws. In my head it's perfect, and me being human, whatever I do can never be perfect, and I see all the deviations from the perfect image in my head. I've seen greatness. I've seen amazing art, and mine...I have so much respect for art, I hesitate to even call what I do art. Maybe I should reconsider. I took some really cool camera phone pics recently, including one of my table paper drawing..I'll post them.
Tomorrow I have to go to the city for work. Again. I'd like to do something fun, but I'm not sure what I'll do per se. I don't feel like seeing Donielle again.
I have class tonight and a presentation due on Thursday and a midterm the Monday after that.
Foodness and such
( Read more... )See? Not short at all. Now I really gotta do homework and prep for tomorrow's hearing.