anxiousI believe I may be turning into a penguin. This is convenient, as most people in this neighborhood don't shovel, and what was once sidewalk is now a pathway of ice, slush up to your ankles, and, sometimes, even a bit of snow. My knees are hyper extended, you see (though the left one is less so since the November Incident), so when my foot slips forward, that leg will bend backwards, and I am somehow able to continue on walking. This method looks awkward, but it's surprisingly functional. I haven't fallen on my ass once so far this winter!
I recently signed a deal with the devil, as
hypertechie would say, and started up a MySpace account. (Feel free to friend me on it, but don't expect much in the way of startling new information through it.) While bored, I discovered that MySpace has recently started a professor ratings system. I went, and I found justice! In a way. Of course, I searched for the professors I had. Of course, I came across the best and the worst of them. The awful professor who ruined an entire year for me and stained drawing forever after, the one who ignored me for two weeks straight, and told me that my dark drawings didn't matter when he himself MADE BLACK PAINTINGS, the one who kept me .5 point away from an A no matter how hard I tried, that is the one I speak of. I found that I am not the only one who considers him an asshat. The sad thing is (and the thing that makes feedback like this only partial justice) that he still is the only professor for figure drawing and painting, so if illustration, drawing, or painting are your goals, you need to transfer schools fast.
Interview tomorrow morning! It's time to review my "Proactive Keywords" list!
