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i am currently wavering in that strange place between student and adulthood. a post college state of mind is, to say the least, confusing and overwhelming at times.  i rarely have free time anymore but this is good in a sense.  besides the obligatory full time job to make that o so precious money & "living", I am filling the hours with side projects.  I am happy to say they involve art & design & fashion...but sometimes I need to remind myself that these are things I need to appreciate and not take for granted.  because sometimes all i want to do is be lazy and lie in a crumpled heap in my bed doing NOTHING, with no obligations or reservations.  but yes, yes, the desire for growth and movement is stronger and i have no choice but to push myself to strive forward. otherwise, what is the point?

Just as I was really beginning to like my painting class it has ended.  too bad.  I enjoyed that class more than I'd realized and my professor was great, and so were the people I worked with.  It was just what I had been looking for; an atmosphere for ideas and dialogue to bounce off students.  

as far as new genres, i couldn't be happier that class is finally over.  I suppose the best part about that class is that I got to learn Photoshop and Final Cut Pro.  I enjoyed working with those mediums, but I wish the teacher had taught the class differently. Oh well, you can't win with them all.

nonetheless, the art program is amazing, amazing, amazing.  I have met more people than I thought I would and it has been cool getting to know different fellow artists...

UPDATE: My new art website is now up! Please check it out at:

Http://www.pocketwooly.com

So this quarter I've been taking drawing and sculpture classes, both of which have basically been consuming my life.  Even though I only have art classes 2 days a week I find I'm at the studio pretty much every day.  It has been worth it though.  My drawing class is okay, the teacher has been taking us out of our "comfort zone" and I have never felt so incompetent at drawing in my life.  There are some talented people in the school, to say the least.  But I do feel like I am learning and most importantly, trying new things.  

I really enjoy Sculpture.  I just finished a wood sculpture (which I will upload a picture of in a few days), and the process was so different from what I have done and very rewarding.  My classmates are a great group of people as well.  Everyone is very supportive and friendly, and I have met some people that I can definitely identify and hang out with.  Since the art school is relatively small, everyone seems to know each other.  I finally feel like I belong to a place, and it's a very comforting feeling.  Despite all the time and stress I've put into my classes thus far I am so glad that I have the opportunity to have this experience.   

Not to mention, autumn is starting to settle in with all its wind and rain and colors.  Time for jackets and hot tea and coziness.   How can I complain?

I sold my first piece of art! More specifically, the one entitled "Give up".  I'm so used to giving away my artwork that it still boggles my mind that someone would pay for a piece of paper that I had made my own.  

this gives me a bit of hope.

I finally got around to uploading parts of my sketchbook from this summer. Check out the gallery/Scraps areas.

So the art history class I'm taking is making me want to create like mad.  what i really want to do is collage work but seeing as I'm still making myself at home in my new apartment (which is lovely by the way), I don't really have the means or materials to do so. but I do have my paints (!!) and just got another canvas last week so maybe tomorrow will be a painting day.  if the fates allow. god knows the last thing i need is another inspiration-turned-frustration-turned-destruction project.  

I've been thinking a lot about art lately, probably because we've been critiquing it so much in class. but it's made me see my own stuff in a different light, and I'm not sure I really like what I see. ever wish you can just erase certain things you've done in your past, both artwise and otherwise? but I know I can't see things as a portfolio, as merely a tangible collection of actions and results.  that's too simple and easy and superficial. it has to be a process, a cumulation of experiences and works that bring you to where you are at this exact moment.  but what I'm wondering is, is what if this is all I'm going to really amount to? sure, I can strive and strive for improvement but there's no guarantee. art doesn't owe me anything. I look at all these other artists who I wish I were like, but at the same time it is essential that I am own person.  But what is the use of having your own art if you can never truly like it, if you can't look at it and say, "yes, this truly represents who I am"? It's like I'm continually searching for a way to depict the impossible, and even though I know I can't really come very close I do it anyway. And the art world can be so horribly pretentious and exclusive and tragic and wrong.  It just makes me continually question what I'm getting myself into and what I'm hoping to achieve.  But I guess we should just let time do its thing, right?