This morning was a bloody one. While in the shower, I accidentally poked the horrible, absolutely huge infected mountain on my cheek ... got out, discovered that it was so unhappy about my callous treatment of it, it was bleeding so much that it was beginning to drip down my face. XP I was surprised, because it actually looked better when I woke up this morning than it looked yesterday. ;_; But now we have this scab/bruise look going on. -_-
I am amazed that Dawson's Creek is still alive. o_O People people, where's your taste? I advocate Freakazoid all the way. XD
WHOO! I've gotten an actual, paid commission! XD (For the longest time I've thought that this was something that only happened to other individuals. o_o) I just need to get more details out of her about what she wants, so I waste neither her time nor mine while working. That, and I don't know how much I'm charging, either. XP I'm a really bad judge of the worth of my own time.
I doodled some of my characters from Path for the first time in a long, long time today, and even came up with a bit more mythology for the primary religion in Byss, one of the worlds in which Path takes place. Path has been a story in my head and in a very, very bad, painfully abbreviated, typed up version for about four years now. It would probably have never gotten out of my head at all had my high school senior AP English teacher not given an assignment that Path fit just about perfectly. But, in order to come not even remotely close to the page limit, I chopped out a lot of information, some major characters, and readjusted the plot. XP I've always meant to rewrite it, but I never got around to it. heh
I'm so glad purple M&Ms won the color vote.
Form is revealed through light. A convincing portrayal of light will show the form.
Figure Drawing was both a curse and a blessing today. People were turning in the out of class muscular structure assignments, which scared me sneezeless ... because although I do prioritize, I prioritize everything to be done at the last minute ... thus I did not have them done (I thought they were due Thursday). I was pratically kicking myself ... another girl did not have the assignments with her either, and fearing an explosion from our teacher, she left.
I decided to weather the storm ... something in me just said that I had to stay though I wanted to flee, and accept the consequences of both my procrastination and my forgetfulness. Whereupon, the teacher announced "why are you turning them in now? Thursday is our day for turning in assignments!"
Our goal today was to work on our sense and use of tone. As I drew, I began to think that I was doing badly ... very badly ... and I worried that I had again stayed sightlessly in my rut. I was all the more worried because I couldn't tell whether I had or not. I couldn't see whether I was being stupid! He hadn't said a thing to me ... but then after the break, he did say several things to me about my work, and I think I learned things this class.
I feel discombobulated right now ... but I guess that's better than feeling depressed? o.O