I pulled an all-nighter to get my senior seminar presentation finished, but I suspect it was a fail, anyway. I wanted to make it original and also an explanation as to why my work is so—disjointed. To do that, I diagnosed my artwork with Multiple Personality Disorder, but really, I just want to know how it went.
The kicker (pun intended) is that I had soccer practice today, too, and had no chance to take a nap. Plus, naps don’t really work for me. It’s all or nothing, my friend. I got rammed by Julio in my new cleats at practice, then I went to a buddy’s house to get rid of some art that’s been weighing down my portfolio. He just moved, so his walls are still bare.
I’m not really looking forward to going to the Weston art show, but it is necessary for drawing class. We had our first drawing crit on Wednesday, and I’m happy with the pieces I chose.
Other than that, nothing much is going on.