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.

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27 September 2000

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so my three panels for impulse freak 2 were supposed to be finished by today. i had thought about it a little, but hadn't started working on it. i got email this morning saying that the whole things was going to press early next week. guess i have to get those panels done.

came up with my concept at work in the library. found some necessary materials. began working on it.

after work i went out pick up my new glasses. i'm hoping it's just a matter of the new shape, but i'm kind of having a hard time seeing with them. at close distance everything's okay. but after fifteen or twenty feet things get a little blurry. not fuzzy, just blurry. as if they're not really correcting my astigmatism. and maybe i was just expecting more. when i was younger and my eyes changed more between prescriptions, it was a big improvement every time i got new glasses. now it's just a minor difference in one eye. but i feel like i should be able to see better.

i guess i'll give them a few days and see how it goes.

stopped at the copy center to do some photocopying for my panels (the copier in the library claimed there was a paper jam, but i couldn't find it). then the studio were i continued work on them until class.

and home after class to finish them off.

back to the cad lab for a few hours. then off to find a working printer to print some of the computer renderings that i had done. i went to the amc. all the computers were either being used or had broken zip drives or had broken net cards. upstairs to the photo lab, which i'm not even supposed to be allowed to use, but olivia was monitoring and let me in. and tried to help me to get the printer working, but apparently the whole network server was down, and my prints were just disappearing off into never-never land.

stopped in the darkroom to say hi to garth. and chris.k was around too. told them how fucked i'd be if i couldn't figure out a way to print my renderings. 'cause basically, other than those, i had nothing for tomorrow's crit. and maybe i could print them in the morning, but i wanted to work on top of the print outs with pen and pencil and stuff, and wouldn't be able to do that if i couldn't print until just before crit.

one of them suggested kinko's, which surprising i hadn't though off. headed out there, and spent much more money that i really should have printing. (49¢ or something as opposed to 10¢, plus 40¢ a minute for the computer use, it ended up being about eight bucks.)

back over to the beb. i spent a long time working on a fairly pointless drawing (basically a hand-drawn blowup of one of my renderings), but in a way it was sort of meditative, and also gave me some good ideas. then three cool drawings for which i blew up the renderings ('causing the printer dot patterns to become more visible, as they were fairly low-res), laid yellow trace over them, drew on the trace in pencil, then photocopied the whole thing, then drew some more on that.

didn't leave the studio until almost seven in the morning. i was feeling a bit sick, but surprisingly not all that tired.