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& just facebook me. lawl.
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| -- doesn't mean I got it easy. all the time. a lot of people don't realize how time consuming & how exhausting, in every aspect of what makes you human, it can be.
".. but all you guys do is draw." yea, okay. fuck you.
 Two Thieves by William Bouguereau
Assignment: recreate a published Masters.
[About] 110x60 inches. Charcoal: Vine & Compressed - on charcoal paper. more or less 12 hours? = 4 days of 2&ahalfhour class sessions + some out of class.
was in a group of five: Brian, Mykela, Chris, Sam, & me. this isn't the final for the class, but its much more difficult than the final, which is just another drawing study.


Assignment: Pick a memory or event in your life that can be as significant or insignificant as you make it.
20x30 inches excluding hinge mat. Acrylic on illustration board. I just estimated it to 35 - 40 hours? in the course of 4 days. took me a while just because I still have a weakness on skin toning & painting physical likeness on people. but it was rushed, so it got kind of sloppy. I'll thank procrastination for that. '=/ hehhh.. excuses, excuses.
Extra constructive criticism is welcome.
During critique.. Me: "This piece is about someone who has been a big influence & still is important to me. blahblahblahblah"
yea, I can be a sap. but I was determined to have this piece + essay on it, to help. but still hitting me as strong as ever. I'm not complaining too much though. I guess it helps me with what I try to do. but don't worry, no hard details. Imliosvseyou.
yea, I can be a sap. shrug
yea, photoshopped my name all over it. some are allowed to view the larger version. just IM me, I guess. also did several other charcoal or acyrlic pieces before these projects for the classes.. but no need to post those up.
now, Life needs to give me a break.
On a long Hiatus.
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: My little sister is watching mean girls. she's eight. "it's a comedy" was her excuse. I warned my dad what the heck he's doing. she got mad. With her arms crossed she accuses me just now that I think she'll turn out bad in the future, but says she won't.
geez..
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| : I finish this school year in less than a month. | | |
| Please come late, so that I have almost given you up and have started glancing round the room, thinking everyone is you. Please don't come until I have started missing you, thinking I will never see you again, praying you are lost. Come too late for me not to notice. Make me suffer, wondering what you are doing on the other side of town, still in your dressing down. make me beg for mercy when you pick up a magazine.
Are you looking in your mirror, suddenly remembering me? I'm on my second coffee by now, eating the little bits of sugar in my cup. Haven't you even set out yet? I decided I don't want to see you after all. I don't really like you. I'd rather be on my own. I know it is all over between us, but I go on sitting here, reading a newspaper, not understanding a word. If you came in now, I wouldn't recognize you. Don't come anywhere near me until I have gone slightly made for love of you.
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