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28 January 1999
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just for the record.. i can be really stupid sometimes. this whole procrastinating the drawings for my risd app was just just a major bad idea. it's just a little past midnight, but i didn't get a whole lot of sleep last night, and so far i only have one of three done. and i'm not all that happy with it. now drawings are optional for architecture applicants, so i don't think that i won't get in based solely on the fact that they won't be very good. but i still feel dumb, 'cause i know i could've done better.
326 in the morning. two poor drawings down. the second was the bicycle. i went abstract. but the page was so empty. so i added words. for the bits that aren't in the drawing. kinda conceptual. but i can't do any of my nifty lettering styles this late at night, and it didn't come out very well. bummer. the third drawing is the "draw anything you want" one. that's always the hardest.
i got just over an hour of sleep on the living room floor. i woke up without feeling rested in the slightest, and with no real inspiration. my mind drifted from idea to idea and faded in and out of half sleep. i started thinking about what i might have in my room that i could draw. and then the inspiration finally hit. i could draw a self-portrait from one of my favourite beancam shots. i think it definitely turned out to be the best of the three drawings. and looking back with a little perspective, the "environment" one, the first one i did, isn't too bad. it would have been better if i could've used charcoal, but hey. the bicycle just sucks.
but they'll be in the mail in an hour or so, headed overnight to providence, ri. and then three or four weeks to hear the verdict.
i felt lousy during painting this morning. working on one hour of sleep and no breakfast and then breathing in paint fumes was just not a healthy combination. i came back and napped for an hour and a half or so and woke up still feeling bad. i did a load of laundry, but i don't think i really accomplished much of anything else since 730 this morning. (it's just about midnight and nearing bedtime now.)
but i've applied to risd now. there's still one little thing i have to clear up, but it's basically done and off my shoulders. time to return to my normal life of stressing about work and school and relationships. or something. time to clear up the stress in those other areas, maybe.
326 in the morning. two poor drawings down. the second was the bicycle. i went abstract. but the page was so empty. so i added words. for the bits that aren't in the drawing. kinda conceptual. but i can't do any of my nifty lettering styles this late at night, and it didn't come out very well. bummer. the third drawing is the "draw anything you want" one. that's always the hardest.
i got just over an hour of sleep on the living room floor. i woke up without feeling rested in the slightest, and with no real inspiration. my mind drifted from idea to idea and faded in and out of half sleep. i started thinking about what i might have in my room that i could draw. and then the inspiration finally hit. i could draw a self-portrait from one of my favourite beancam shots. i think it definitely turned out to be the best of the three drawings. and looking back with a little perspective, the "environment" one, the first one i did, isn't too bad. it would have been better if i could've used charcoal, but hey. the bicycle just sucks.
but they'll be in the mail in an hour or so, headed overnight to providence, ri. and then three or four weeks to hear the verdict.
i felt lousy during painting this morning. working on one hour of sleep and no breakfast and then breathing in paint fumes was just not a healthy combination. i came back and napped for an hour and a half or so and woke up still feeling bad. i did a load of laundry, but i don't think i really accomplished much of anything else since 730 this morning. (it's just about midnight and nearing bedtime now.)
but i've applied to risd now. there's still one little thing i have to clear up, but it's basically done and off my shoulders. time to return to my normal life of stressing about work and school and relationships. or something. time to clear up the stress in those other areas, maybe.