magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

bean is not actually from antarctica. his heart is covered in paisleys.

he makes tiny little pictures and sometimes writes about his life.

Untitled.

28 September 2000

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slept for forty-five minutes. that's not really sleep. more of a nap. but it felt longer. when i got up and took a shower it didn't really seem that i had just left the studio an hour and a half beforehand.

my crit wasn't spectacular. mostly stuff i had heard before. "some good ideas, but they're not fully developed." that sort of thing. and that my drawings seemed too "finished". which wasn't really said in a complimentary way, but i took it as one anyway. some helpful stuff.

i think i actually may have gotten a bit more out of a few other people's crits. which for the most part i managed to stay awake for.

didn't head right to bed when i got home this week, headed out to motel 6 again, to do some sketches of the surroundings, then stayed awake and watched some of the olympics. we've been watching it here and there for the last few days. hopefully once their over the tv will return to its usual off position.