So, I made an account to check out tumblr and it's pretty awesome. Using it is so easy and it's very clean looking. I think I will be switching over there. If you want to keep following me (for my blog and my art) you can find me at: http://www.tumblr.com/tumblelog/fiendishly-artistic
I really like tumblr.
I also really like the beach. Which is where we are now. :) It's hot, and rainy, and wonderful. We met this wonderful Swedish family at the pool earlier today. I love the islands!
Friday, June 24, 2011
....
Hey, sorry I haven't been on for a while, I had to reformat my computer and forgot my log in information. Took until just now to get the motivation to recover it. ^^; My exams went well. I got a B overall in English and an A overall in Religion. Was very good for my GPA. This semester I am taking Math (intro algebra). I was going to take my Anatomy class and Lab as well, but with how condensed summer courses are and with the company we have I decided to drop those classes for the refund.
I'm not sure I"m going to continue blogging here. I just can't get the motivation to post as much as I would like here. I'm thinking of setting up a blog on tumblr. If nothing else I'd have a lot more motivation to sign in there because a lot of my favorite artists from deviantART.com have blogs there and post images there frequently that don't usually make it to their dA accounts.
But, befofre I make the decision, I'm going to make a tumblr and see how it feels. Let you know what I think.
I'm not sure I"m going to continue blogging here. I just can't get the motivation to post as much as I would like here. I'm thinking of setting up a blog on tumblr. If nothing else I'd have a lot more motivation to sign in there because a lot of my favorite artists from deviantART.com have blogs there and post images there frequently that don't usually make it to their dA accounts.
But, befofre I make the decision, I'm going to make a tumblr and see how it feels. Let you know what I think.
Monday, May 2, 2011
Drama drama drama
Also, my English teacher has dissociative personality disorder.
AS far as the drama is going, it got a bit worse for my friend, so I actually stepped in, and people were being remarkably accepting of my opinions (although slightly condescending) and I feel like things can finally be worked out now.
Tomorrow is the first of my exams (WHOW NO I HAVE TO STUDY!) It's my religion exam and I'm slightly worried because of how quickly and rushed we were when it came to going over the religions this exam is going to be covering. I don't think I'll fail, but I'm sure that I could do better if we weren't so rushed.
As for my English exam, my teacher thought she was going to give it to us on Monday, but that's our last day of school and so she informed us TODAY that it would be Wednesday. Nice. Real nice.
Why can't people just pay attention to what they're supposed to be doing?
Good news: I got my reunion letter from Howl-O-Scream. That means I'll be going in for early auditions, starting in July. I'm very excited and hope I can get a full time job there, instead of a subbing job. That measn I'll get more money because they pay you for rehearsals!
Until then I'm still going to be looking for a day job and selling art. I'm selling it for real cheap, and so if anyone knows anyone else that wants art done for them please spread the word.
That's about it for now. Tell you how I did on my first exam in my next post (that should be Thursday.)
AS far as the drama is going, it got a bit worse for my friend, so I actually stepped in, and people were being remarkably accepting of my opinions (although slightly condescending) and I feel like things can finally be worked out now.
Tomorrow is the first of my exams (WHOW NO I HAVE TO STUDY!) It's my religion exam and I'm slightly worried because of how quickly and rushed we were when it came to going over the religions this exam is going to be covering. I don't think I'll fail, but I'm sure that I could do better if we weren't so rushed.
As for my English exam, my teacher thought she was going to give it to us on Monday, but that's our last day of school and so she informed us TODAY that it would be Wednesday. Nice. Real nice.
Why can't people just pay attention to what they're supposed to be doing?
Good news: I got my reunion letter from Howl-O-Scream. That means I'll be going in for early auditions, starting in July. I'm very excited and hope I can get a full time job there, instead of a subbing job. That measn I'll get more money because they pay you for rehearsals!
Until then I'm still going to be looking for a day job and selling art. I'm selling it for real cheap, and so if anyone knows anyone else that wants art done for them please spread the word.
That's about it for now. Tell you how I did on my first exam in my next post (that should be Thursday.)
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
New profile image is a good reflection of my current feelings.
So, yeah, um, I'm going a little crazy and for several very STUPID reasons.
I may be failing English because (get this) my English professor is bad at communication. Although, you know, maybe I just don't know how to ask the right questions, but you would think being as old as she is she'd be able to figure this stuff out (and wouldn't consider shoving people's things into grocery bags as 'organizing'.)
There was a death in the family, that's all I'm going to say about that.
Ren Fest is over, and that's a little sad, but sleeping in is going to be fun on the weekends.
And finally, there is so much drama going on between people in my own ensemble that is just ridiculous on so many levels I'd really like to just scream.
The worst part about that last one is one person is trying to make thigns better while everone else is trying to ignore it and the peopel who are trying to ignore it are getting offended at the person trying to apologize and make things better! How the hell does that work? Feelings were hurt. Just acknowledge it and move on!
I'm seriously not feeling ensemble of the year anymore and it really saddens me that no one has enough respect for anyone else enough to say, "You know what? This isn't right. We were given a huge honor for NOT having this kind of drama, so let's just move on."
But whatever, it doesn't really involve me too much, so I'm going to try and not worry about it. What I really need to worry about it school and how to pass it so I don't need to retake any classes. -_-
I may be failing English because (get this) my English professor is bad at communication. Although, you know, maybe I just don't know how to ask the right questions, but you would think being as old as she is she'd be able to figure this stuff out (and wouldn't consider shoving people's things into grocery bags as 'organizing'.)
There was a death in the family, that's all I'm going to say about that.
Ren Fest is over, and that's a little sad, but sleeping in is going to be fun on the weekends.
And finally, there is so much drama going on between people in my own ensemble that is just ridiculous on so many levels I'd really like to just scream.
The worst part about that last one is one person is trying to make thigns better while everone else is trying to ignore it and the peopel who are trying to ignore it are getting offended at the person trying to apologize and make things better! How the hell does that work? Feelings were hurt. Just acknowledge it and move on!
I'm seriously not feeling ensemble of the year anymore and it really saddens me that no one has enough respect for anyone else enough to say, "You know what? This isn't right. We were given a huge honor for NOT having this kind of drama, so let's just move on."
But whatever, it doesn't really involve me too much, so I'm going to try and not worry about it. What I really need to worry about it school and how to pass it so I don't need to retake any classes. -_-
Friday, April 15, 2011
Geeky, Nerdy, MMORPG Based Love Story?
So, I've been thinking much too much about NaNoWriMo and I decided that I needed to hold back my enthusiasm by doing a little casual writing. So I'll be writing another story in the mean time (something a little less exciting but emotionally involving) and I'll hope to be posting a little bit of it soon.
I won't be able to start on it until Monday, and even then I may be a little slow since I've only got a month of school left and will have to spend most of my time studying.
Anyway, as the title says it's going to be a nerdy kind of love story centered around two people meeting over an MMORPG (Massively Multiplayer Online Role Playing Game) and falling in love in the fantasy world.
Of course drama happens, but I'm not sure what kind. Hoping that comes to me as I write. ^^
I won't be able to start on it until Monday, and even then I may be a little slow since I've only got a month of school left and will have to spend most of my time studying.
Anyway, as the title says it's going to be a nerdy kind of love story centered around two people meeting over an MMORPG (Massively Multiplayer Online Role Playing Game) and falling in love in the fantasy world.
Of course drama happens, but I'm not sure what kind. Hoping that comes to me as I write. ^^
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Too many things at once!
Alright, here's a life heavy update:
In school news, there is only a month left of classes. I'm a little worried about my grade in English (that's the class with the wackadoo teacher), but I'm fairly confident in my Religion grade and look forward to getting out of that class.
I've signed up for my summer classes. I'm taking an Anatomy/Physiology class and a lab, a Math class, and Art History (the art history class is just for fun and there aren't anymore of my classes going on that semester and I need to be taking four classes at once to be considered full time.)
There's only one week left of Renaissance Festival and while I'm exicted to get my weekends back I am going to be sad to see it go. If you're reading this and you're in the Tampa area please come out and see us.
I've been riding my bike home from school everyday and it's been getting shorter and shorter. Although today's ride sucked because I almost ran over a snake, almost GOT run over by a car, and someone who had the right of way, I did not have the cross signal, held up five other cars until I DID have the cross sign. People are idiots and snakes are scary.
Things coming up for me:
I'll be twenty and my niece and nephew will be visiting in June and may be getting a call back for Howl-O-Scream auditions. If I don't then I'll be going to regular auditions in August. If I get a full part instead of sub then rehearsals will start soon after and in October I'll be spending my Thursday, Friday, and Saturday scaring the pants off of suspecting but still very jumpy people. Then, in November I'll be participating in NaNoWriMo, or National Novel Writing Month. NaNo is a challenge for people to write a novel (defined by them as, "a lengthy work of fiction.") of 50k words or more between November 1st and November 30th. More info can be found: http://www.nanowrimo.org/eng/whatisnano
My author page: http://www.nanowrimo.org/eng/user/811104
Anyway, that's all that's going on for now. Thanks for reading.
In school news, there is only a month left of classes. I'm a little worried about my grade in English (that's the class with the wackadoo teacher), but I'm fairly confident in my Religion grade and look forward to getting out of that class.
I've signed up for my summer classes. I'm taking an Anatomy/Physiology class and a lab, a Math class, and Art History (the art history class is just for fun and there aren't anymore of my classes going on that semester and I need to be taking four classes at once to be considered full time.)
There's only one week left of Renaissance Festival and while I'm exicted to get my weekends back I am going to be sad to see it go. If you're reading this and you're in the Tampa area please come out and see us.
I've been riding my bike home from school everyday and it's been getting shorter and shorter. Although today's ride sucked because I almost ran over a snake, almost GOT run over by a car, and someone who had the right of way, I did not have the cross signal, held up five other cars until I DID have the cross sign. People are idiots and snakes are scary.
Things coming up for me:
I'll be twenty and my niece and nephew will be visiting in June and may be getting a call back for Howl-O-Scream auditions. If I don't then I'll be going to regular auditions in August. If I get a full part instead of sub then rehearsals will start soon after and in October I'll be spending my Thursday, Friday, and Saturday scaring the pants off of suspecting but still very jumpy people. Then, in November I'll be participating in NaNoWriMo, or National Novel Writing Month. NaNo is a challenge for people to write a novel (defined by them as, "a lengthy work of fiction.") of 50k words or more between November 1st and November 30th. More info can be found: http://www.nanowrimo.org/eng/whatisnano
My author page: http://www.nanowrimo.org/eng/user/811104
Anyway, that's all that's going on for now. Thanks for reading.
Monday, April 4, 2011
For Jess
This is something I've been meaning to do for Jess and since I have a very small window of free time right now I figure I'll go for it.
Will give you all a life update later, when I can better organize my thoughts (because I really don't care right now).
My friend is writing a story and wanted my help designing a few back ground (for now) characters since she's got so many of them. All the characters are, essentially, Greek gods, and since my sign is the Gemini my fave gods are the twins, and so I was given permission to create their characters. Here are their basics.
Story: The Athenied
True Name: Artemis
Current Name: Diana Abbot
True Age: Old
Body Age: 19
Gender: Female
Education: College Freshman (took a year off)
Occupation: Works in the college book store, occasionally volunteers at battered women shelters.
Money: Family is wealthy, but she does her best to make her own way.
Family: Not close with any family but her brother.
Father: Surgeon, travels a lot to help less fortunate countries.
Mother: Stay at home mom.
Brother: Apollo
Ethnicity: American, Greek/Roman ancestors
Recreation/Hobbies: Archery, track and field, tennis, and occasionally models for the college art classes for extra money.
Obsessions: Her two gray hounds, Castor and Pollux
Fears: Getting close to mortals, Apollo dying.
Politics: Only votes on things that have to do with people, not money.
Sexual History: Virgin goddess.
Sexual Preference: Men, but does not like to get close to mortals.
Attitude: Seems indifferent to most things unless she is dealing with women at the shelter or her brother. Opens up more around the other gods, but does not like to get close to mortals because of how fragile they are. Can sometimes be described as a feminazi.
Character Flaws: She has an overly black and white view of the genders and tends to get overly upset with men who seem to forget how to be gentlemanly.
Character Strengths: Will do anything in her power to right any sort of injustice, or at least help those involved heal.
Books/Music: Pop music, dislikes rap as most of it paints women in a subjective light. She doesn't read a lot of fiction, instead preferring magazines and anything that provides information.
Food: Artemis prefers anything more organic. For her, the less ingredients involved, the better.
Writing: Almost too neat.
Talents: See hobbies.
Powers: Healing, perfect aim, and the understanding of animals (not that she can talk to animals, more of a spiritual understanding.)
Appearance: Long, wavy, dark brown hair that curls when cut short, but she almost always wears it long. She has blue eyes and fair skin that doesn't burn, but doesn't seem to tan either. She likes to wear blues and greens, usually in the form of shorts with a tank top and yoga hoodie.
Misc: Every time they are reborn, despite being twins, Artemis is always born first.
Story: The Athenied
True Name: Apollo
Current Name: Apollo Abbot
True Age: Old
Body Age: 19
Gender: Male (is rarely reborn as female, but it happens more than Artemis switches genders)
Education: College Freshman (although started classes before Artemis)
Occupation: College bookstore with Artemis
Money: Same as Artemis
Family: Same as Artemis
Ethnicity: Same as Artemis
Recreation/Hobbies: Painting, track and field, music, theater, and makes a bit of extra money reading tarot for people on campus.
Obsessions: His pet python, Pythian.
Fears: His sister's death
Politics: Rarely pays attention.
Sexual History: Healthy sex life.
Sexual Preference: Bisexual (is drawn to artistic women and athletic men)
Attitude: Likes attention and is more the leader type, despite following his sister almost everywhere. Is easily annoyed by his sister's feminist ways.
Character Flaws: Feels a bit overshadowed by his sister's athletic talent and tries to over compensate in his music and theater.
Character Strengths: Very protective of his sister, is very charming and loyal to whoever he's with.
Books/Music: Likes poetry books the most and listens to classical music or the occasional rock music that uses elements of classical.
Food: Usually just eats what Artemis eats, but isn't picky.
Writing: Messy and angular.
Talents: See hobbies.
Powers: Slight control over fire, prophecy (when with his snake), able to tell if people are lying, healing and sickness.
Appearance: Dark brown hair that is short, but hasn't been cut in a while and curls like Artemis'. Blue eyes and tends to wear nice, brand name clothes. He rarely wear t-shirts, saving those for when he paints.
Misc: Same as Artemis.
And that's it for the twins. Let me know what you think, Jess, and if there's anything you want me to change or doesn't sound right.
Will give you all a life update later, when I can better organize my thoughts (because I really don't care right now).
My friend is writing a story and wanted my help designing a few back ground (for now) characters since she's got so many of them. All the characters are, essentially, Greek gods, and since my sign is the Gemini my fave gods are the twins, and so I was given permission to create their characters. Here are their basics.
Story: The Athenied
True Name: Artemis
Current Name: Diana Abbot
True Age: Old
Body Age: 19
Gender: Female
Education: College Freshman (took a year off)
Occupation: Works in the college book store, occasionally volunteers at battered women shelters.
Money: Family is wealthy, but she does her best to make her own way.
Family: Not close with any family but her brother.
Father: Surgeon, travels a lot to help less fortunate countries.
Mother: Stay at home mom.
Brother: Apollo
Ethnicity: American, Greek/Roman ancestors
Recreation/Hobbies: Archery, track and field, tennis, and occasionally models for the college art classes for extra money.
Obsessions: Her two gray hounds, Castor and Pollux
Fears: Getting close to mortals, Apollo dying.
Politics: Only votes on things that have to do with people, not money.
Sexual History: Virgin goddess.
Sexual Preference: Men, but does not like to get close to mortals.
Attitude: Seems indifferent to most things unless she is dealing with women at the shelter or her brother. Opens up more around the other gods, but does not like to get close to mortals because of how fragile they are. Can sometimes be described as a feminazi.
Character Flaws: She has an overly black and white view of the genders and tends to get overly upset with men who seem to forget how to be gentlemanly.
Character Strengths: Will do anything in her power to right any sort of injustice, or at least help those involved heal.
Books/Music: Pop music, dislikes rap as most of it paints women in a subjective light. She doesn't read a lot of fiction, instead preferring magazines and anything that provides information.
Food: Artemis prefers anything more organic. For her, the less ingredients involved, the better.
Writing: Almost too neat.
Talents: See hobbies.
Powers: Healing, perfect aim, and the understanding of animals (not that she can talk to animals, more of a spiritual understanding.)
Appearance: Long, wavy, dark brown hair that curls when cut short, but she almost always wears it long. She has blue eyes and fair skin that doesn't burn, but doesn't seem to tan either. She likes to wear blues and greens, usually in the form of shorts with a tank top and yoga hoodie.
Misc: Every time they are reborn, despite being twins, Artemis is always born first.
Story: The Athenied
True Name: Apollo
Current Name: Apollo Abbot
True Age: Old
Body Age: 19
Gender: Male (is rarely reborn as female, but it happens more than Artemis switches genders)
Education: College Freshman (although started classes before Artemis)
Occupation: College bookstore with Artemis
Money: Same as Artemis
Family: Same as Artemis
Ethnicity: Same as Artemis
Recreation/Hobbies: Painting, track and field, music, theater, and makes a bit of extra money reading tarot for people on campus.
Obsessions: His pet python, Pythian.
Fears: His sister's death
Politics: Rarely pays attention.
Sexual History: Healthy sex life.
Sexual Preference: Bisexual (is drawn to artistic women and athletic men)
Attitude: Likes attention and is more the leader type, despite following his sister almost everywhere. Is easily annoyed by his sister's feminist ways.
Character Flaws: Feels a bit overshadowed by his sister's athletic talent and tries to over compensate in his music and theater.
Character Strengths: Very protective of his sister, is very charming and loyal to whoever he's with.
Books/Music: Likes poetry books the most and listens to classical music or the occasional rock music that uses elements of classical.
Food: Usually just eats what Artemis eats, but isn't picky.
Writing: Messy and angular.
Talents: See hobbies.
Powers: Slight control over fire, prophecy (when with his snake), able to tell if people are lying, healing and sickness.
Appearance: Dark brown hair that is short, but hasn't been cut in a while and curls like Artemis'. Blue eyes and tends to wear nice, brand name clothes. He rarely wear t-shirts, saving those for when he paints.
Misc: Same as Artemis.
And that's it for the twins. Let me know what you think, Jess, and if there's anything you want me to change or doesn't sound right.
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
New Project, Comic on Hold
So, just as the title says I'm putting my comic on hold for another art project. This project is a series of portraits done on a long piece of linen in the style of Mt. Rushmore. Because of the subjects and style I call this project Mt. Fopmore.
The project is being done for an ensemble in the Ren Fest known as the Fops. Fops are what they called effeminate men in the 1500s, but don't be fooled, they were not 'gay' and they were in no way sissies. Fops were men who were usually bisexual, showing interest in both men and women, appreciating beauty where ever it was. They were rich and wore the finest clothes and were usually the best fighters around.
The guys playing the fops this year are very talented and are doing a fabulous job. I'm friends with most of them and getting to know the others better through this project. I've done a bit of research on Renaissance style art and hope it turns out really well! So excited!
The project is being done for an ensemble in the Ren Fest known as the Fops. Fops are what they called effeminate men in the 1500s, but don't be fooled, they were not 'gay' and they were in no way sissies. Fops were men who were usually bisexual, showing interest in both men and women, appreciating beauty where ever it was. They were rich and wore the finest clothes and were usually the best fighters around.
The guys playing the fops this year are very talented and are doing a fabulous job. I'm friends with most of them and getting to know the others better through this project. I've done a bit of research on Renaissance style art and hope it turns out really well! So excited!
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Sometimes laughter really is the best medicine.
So, for those of you who don't know (you know, if there are more than the two people reading this that I know of) Renaissance Festival has started for me. This means that I spend almost eight hours a day on and off dancing or singing (for free.)
Yesterday we danced a maypole every hour on the hour (me and my ensemble. We're the peasant dancers) and sang a few songs. We got pleanty of compliments from many people and loads of pictures taken.
Today, about a little over halfway through the day, I get this funny feeling in my nose and it seemed familiar, but I couldn't quite place it until right before my nose starts bleeding. Because of allergies I'm prone to spontaneous nose bleeds in dry weather, which it is all the time out at fair. Granted it hadn't happened since sixth grade so I was a little shocked, but I was able to get leaned forward with my hand out before I was actually bleeding to prevent getting any blood on my costume.
One of the girls in my ensemble walked with me back to the break room where I'm able to sit down. My nose had stopped bleeding by the time I got there, but it was nice to have a breather. A few minutes pass when an entire ensemble walk into the break room one after the other, asking me if I'm alright. The concern was touching, and I was then informed by my apprentice director that he'd called the medical staff that works on site and they were coming back to the break room to check on me.
Apparently my ensemble made a big deal out of my little dirt induced nose bleed, that my AD then made a big deal out of it to first aide, and first aide brought a pack of 200 gauzes for my nose.
It really made me feel good to know that I have a family in them that shows that much concern.
Later that day as our energy starts to dwindle and my mood has sunk again, just from how tired I am, another cast memeber, who's character is Lucky the Brewmaster, is making a joke to a patron, who keeps on walking by, not noticing. I didn't realize until just after that joke how misserable I was, and as the joke sinks in I start to laugh. Then I can't stop laughing. My face and stomach hurts from the laughter and I'm panting as I try to explain to another cast member why I was laughing so hard. The joke was so simple, and while it deserved parise there was no reason for my uncontrolable laughter other than it's exactly what I needed. That laugh, which left me almost uable to breath, allowed me to continue on the day in good spirits.
I apologize for the spelling and grammer errors in this post, as I'm much too tired to fix them. Perhaps I'll go back over it, but not likely. Just remmeber, we all need a bout of uncontrolable laughter once in a while. Don't waste your chance to really turn your day around.
Edited because part of this entry was written out of anger and that's all taken care of now.
Yesterday we danced a maypole every hour on the hour (me and my ensemble. We're the peasant dancers) and sang a few songs. We got pleanty of compliments from many people and loads of pictures taken.
Today, about a little over halfway through the day, I get this funny feeling in my nose and it seemed familiar, but I couldn't quite place it until right before my nose starts bleeding. Because of allergies I'm prone to spontaneous nose bleeds in dry weather, which it is all the time out at fair. Granted it hadn't happened since sixth grade so I was a little shocked, but I was able to get leaned forward with my hand out before I was actually bleeding to prevent getting any blood on my costume.
One of the girls in my ensemble walked with me back to the break room where I'm able to sit down. My nose had stopped bleeding by the time I got there, but it was nice to have a breather. A few minutes pass when an entire ensemble walk into the break room one after the other, asking me if I'm alright. The concern was touching, and I was then informed by my apprentice director that he'd called the medical staff that works on site and they were coming back to the break room to check on me.
Apparently my ensemble made a big deal out of my little dirt induced nose bleed, that my AD then made a big deal out of it to first aide, and first aide brought a pack of 200 gauzes for my nose.
It really made me feel good to know that I have a family in them that shows that much concern.
Later that day as our energy starts to dwindle and my mood has sunk again, just from how tired I am, another cast memeber, who's character is Lucky the Brewmaster, is making a joke to a patron, who keeps on walking by, not noticing. I didn't realize until just after that joke how misserable I was, and as the joke sinks in I start to laugh. Then I can't stop laughing. My face and stomach hurts from the laughter and I'm panting as I try to explain to another cast member why I was laughing so hard. The joke was so simple, and while it deserved parise there was no reason for my uncontrolable laughter other than it's exactly what I needed. That laugh, which left me almost uable to breath, allowed me to continue on the day in good spirits.
I apologize for the spelling and grammer errors in this post, as I'm much too tired to fix them. Perhaps I'll go back over it, but not likely. Just remmeber, we all need a bout of uncontrolable laughter once in a while. Don't waste your chance to really turn your day around.
Edited because part of this entry was written out of anger and that's all taken care of now.
Monday, February 14, 2011
Happy Singles Awareness Day!
A lot of my friends seem to be feeling very bitter about this day. It makes me sad that they feel so strongly in the negative for a simple day honoring an unknown Saint or Saints. It's also sad that people feel they need to have a romantic love during this day. Why can't we celebrate ALL love on this day? Doesn't anyone remember Elementary school where we passed out cards and candy to every person in the class, if not because either we were told to, or didn't want to make certain people think we liked them 'in that way', but because we wanted everyone to feel loved, even if they didn't have a significant other to spend the day with. Why does this idea have to change when we get older? Why can't we just love every person in our lives and not worry about what other's may think about our relationship status. Yes this holiday is used to market jewelry and expensive foreign candies, but so is every other Holiday out there too, now. That doesn't mean we shouldn't tell our children the Nativity Story at Christmas time or dress up during Halloween. I, myself, do not have a romantic partner in which to spend this day, but I do have really good friends and an amazing family with whom I will be sharing my love.
I think I'll make heart shaped pancakes for dinner.
In other news, I got my first English test back today. 97! I rock! Although there are still more corrections that I need to do to my essay before it's up to the teacher's standards (if you want us to use a specific font let us know BEFORE we print it out woman! What is WRONG with her!?)
We have another essay we have to do as well, so, yay, I get to do two at once because the professor has a hard time telling us what she wants from us the first time around. Oh well. It's not like I'm bad at essays in the first place, so the only corrections she's giving me are on the technical things like type of heading and font and test size. Overall my essay is fine and so I should make a passing grade in this class.
Then I will NEVER take a class with her again! Like I said before, she's a nice lady, but boy does she suck as a teacher.
Art progress: Not much. I do have seven pages of the first chapter of my comic roughed out. I just need to outline what I want to happen in the overall chapter, then rough and flesh the pages out, and then I can start posting as each one gets done. Here's praying that I don't get artists' block in the mean time.
To any of you out there reading this that finds Valentine's Day to be tough, don't let it get to you. Even if there are no romantic relationships in you life right now, don't let the other relationships suffer for it. You are a special and beautiful person and there is love out there for you. For now, let your friends and family be your love.
Until next time!
I think I'll make heart shaped pancakes for dinner.
In other news, I got my first English test back today. 97! I rock! Although there are still more corrections that I need to do to my essay before it's up to the teacher's standards (if you want us to use a specific font let us know BEFORE we print it out woman! What is WRONG with her!?)
We have another essay we have to do as well, so, yay, I get to do two at once because the professor has a hard time telling us what she wants from us the first time around. Oh well. It's not like I'm bad at essays in the first place, so the only corrections she's giving me are on the technical things like type of heading and font and test size. Overall my essay is fine and so I should make a passing grade in this class.
Then I will NEVER take a class with her again! Like I said before, she's a nice lady, but boy does she suck as a teacher.
Art progress: Not much. I do have seven pages of the first chapter of my comic roughed out. I just need to outline what I want to happen in the overall chapter, then rough and flesh the pages out, and then I can start posting as each one gets done. Here's praying that I don't get artists' block in the mean time.
To any of you out there reading this that finds Valentine's Day to be tough, don't let it get to you. Even if there are no romantic relationships in you life right now, don't let the other relationships suffer for it. You are a special and beautiful person and there is love out there for you. For now, let your friends and family be your love.
Until next time!
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Mignight snacks should be outlawed!
At least when it's me that has to clean up after them! Who wants taco salad after midnight? Can someone say "BLEGH!" (That's the sound you make when you throw up form eating too much late at night. Yup. That's what it sounds like.)
In other news had my first English test today. I think I did well. Went back and checked all my answers... and it was open book so I kind of feel like I cheated, but you know what, in a real life situation where you'd have to tell someone what kind of phrase they just used you have the internet as a resource so why shouldn't it be an open book test?
Ha, see what I did there?
Turned in my final essay draft as well... or at least I hope it's final. The teacher may make me do more corrections, but hopefully she'll let me skate by with an A- and call it a day. I drew all over my Essay folder, and she found it amusing and showed the class. XD The class found it amusing too.
More updates as more things happen.
In other news had my first English test today. I think I did well. Went back and checked all my answers... and it was open book so I kind of feel like I cheated, but you know what, in a real life situation where you'd have to tell someone what kind of phrase they just used you have the internet as a resource so why shouldn't it be an open book test?
Ha, see what I did there?
Turned in my final essay draft as well... or at least I hope it's final. The teacher may make me do more corrections, but hopefully she'll let me skate by with an A- and call it a day. I drew all over my Essay folder, and she found it amusing and showed the class. XD The class found it amusing too.
More updates as more things happen.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Twice in one day!
So, decided to update again today just to share a little bit about me since i haven't really done that yet and I've been considering things about myself so while they're still fresh in mind let's get to it.
Most people have a favorite subject in school, but after the third grade I've pretty much hated the whole thing. This wasn't because I was a bad student or a slacker, but because of incidents that occurred in preschool I'd developed an anxiety disorder that was triggered by people of authority, which there are a lot of at school. I don't have as big of an issue now that I'm in college though, probably because Professor's aren't going to take you aside and force you to do the work whether it bores you out of your skull or not. They send you an e-mail saying, "You know you've got this grade now, right?" And then let you do whatever the heck it is you're going to do. Less confrontation is involved because we're adults and there is no standardized testing that will reflect on THEM should we get a bad grade.
Wow, that turned into a nice, long, unplanned rant. Anyway, moving on to things about me.
I enjoy the food pasta. Never understood WHY really, but I've decided today that it is the perfect food. It comes in many shapes and styles, yet tastes the same, it can be cooked to be hard or soft and it's not 'wrong', you can put anything you care for on top of it (cheese, cream sauces, tomato sauces, etc), it can be eaten out of a bowl or on a plate, which ever you have or is easiest for where you're eating, and it can be made out of eggs, wheat, flour, rice whatever. So not only does it have varying degrees of yumminess, but also varying degrees of healthiness.
I have no favorite color. I mean, yes my favorite color is yellow, but I can't REALLY say that I like yellow MORE than any other color. I mean, yellow doesn't ALWAYS look good. Sometimes orange is a better choice for a hat or shirt. As an artist it's very hard to have a favorite color because we're always thinking about how the color is used, how it SHOULD be used, or maybe what should be used instead. I know at least I am always considering choices made when looking around at colors and what that color is on.
And then of course I get to thinking about how the thing is not ACTUALLY red, that it's ACTUALLY everything BUT red because red is being thrown off of the object, which is why our eyes see the thing as red. It get's very confusing and so instead of explaining all this to people I simply say that my favorite color is yellow.
I say that my favorite color is yellow because my favorite flower is a sunflower.
I like pirates... and no, not real pirates. Real pirates were thugs and I would never want to be or know a real pirate (not counting computer hackers, because they rarely influence your physical well-being.) No, the kind of pirates I like are the ones (one really) Johnny Depp plays in movies.
But that may be because I like Johnny Depp. Mmmm... Johnny Depp.... Wait, what were we talking about?
My favorite animal used to be wolves. Then everyone else started liking wolves... thanks anime. I stopped feeling unique and special after a while because I ended up stereotyped as one of those people who THOUGHT that they were wolves, and would go crazy over them.
Now my favorite animal is a hummingbird. I'm connected to hummingbirds in a very odd way. They are so tiny and beautiful.
I hope one day to get a hummingbird tattoo. It will be my gift to myself once I get down to a healthy body weight. It's going to go on my hip. It will be very realistic until you get to the tail, then it's going to have an exaggeratedly beautiful tail that swoops down.
The only jobs I've ever had are acting jobs, both were seasonal, and so it's very hard to give information about them on applications, making it very hard to get a job.
I enjoy watching, drawing, listening to, and listening to commentaries of cartoons. I hope one day to be involved in making one.
One of my biggest stregths as an artist (and as a person in general, I feel) is I'm very adaptable. If you need something drawn in a certain style I will be able to learn that style quickly and draw in it.
As a result one of my biggest issues involving art is consistency.
I don't believe in telling the future through astrology, and my horoscopes are almost always wrong, but I'm so very much the stereotypical Gemini that I can't say I don't believe in it entirely.
I have finally started drawing my own comic series. Oh, look, here it is: http://devtehfiend.deviantart.com/#/d393hin
That's basically it for now. Pray with me that I do well on my test and that my essay is well written enough that I don't have to FIX IT again! ^^ Thanks for reading! <3
Most people have a favorite subject in school, but after the third grade I've pretty much hated the whole thing. This wasn't because I was a bad student or a slacker, but because of incidents that occurred in preschool I'd developed an anxiety disorder that was triggered by people of authority, which there are a lot of at school. I don't have as big of an issue now that I'm in college though, probably because Professor's aren't going to take you aside and force you to do the work whether it bores you out of your skull or not. They send you an e-mail saying, "You know you've got this grade now, right?" And then let you do whatever the heck it is you're going to do. Less confrontation is involved because we're adults and there is no standardized testing that will reflect on THEM should we get a bad grade.
Wow, that turned into a nice, long, unplanned rant. Anyway, moving on to things about me.
I enjoy the food pasta. Never understood WHY really, but I've decided today that it is the perfect food. It comes in many shapes and styles, yet tastes the same, it can be cooked to be hard or soft and it's not 'wrong', you can put anything you care for on top of it (cheese, cream sauces, tomato sauces, etc), it can be eaten out of a bowl or on a plate, which ever you have or is easiest for where you're eating, and it can be made out of eggs, wheat, flour, rice whatever. So not only does it have varying degrees of yumminess, but also varying degrees of healthiness.
I have no favorite color. I mean, yes my favorite color is yellow, but I can't REALLY say that I like yellow MORE than any other color. I mean, yellow doesn't ALWAYS look good. Sometimes orange is a better choice for a hat or shirt. As an artist it's very hard to have a favorite color because we're always thinking about how the color is used, how it SHOULD be used, or maybe what should be used instead. I know at least I am always considering choices made when looking around at colors and what that color is on.
And then of course I get to thinking about how the thing is not ACTUALLY red, that it's ACTUALLY everything BUT red because red is being thrown off of the object, which is why our eyes see the thing as red. It get's very confusing and so instead of explaining all this to people I simply say that my favorite color is yellow.
I say that my favorite color is yellow because my favorite flower is a sunflower.
I like pirates... and no, not real pirates. Real pirates were thugs and I would never want to be or know a real pirate (not counting computer hackers, because they rarely influence your physical well-being.) No, the kind of pirates I like are the ones (one really) Johnny Depp plays in movies.
But that may be because I like Johnny Depp. Mmmm... Johnny Depp.... Wait, what were we talking about?
My favorite animal used to be wolves. Then everyone else started liking wolves... thanks anime. I stopped feeling unique and special after a while because I ended up stereotyped as one of those people who THOUGHT that they were wolves, and would go crazy over them.
Now my favorite animal is a hummingbird. I'm connected to hummingbirds in a very odd way. They are so tiny and beautiful.
I hope one day to get a hummingbird tattoo. It will be my gift to myself once I get down to a healthy body weight. It's going to go on my hip. It will be very realistic until you get to the tail, then it's going to have an exaggeratedly beautiful tail that swoops down.
The only jobs I've ever had are acting jobs, both were seasonal, and so it's very hard to give information about them on applications, making it very hard to get a job.
I enjoy watching, drawing, listening to, and listening to commentaries of cartoons. I hope one day to be involved in making one.
One of my biggest stregths as an artist (and as a person in general, I feel) is I'm very adaptable. If you need something drawn in a certain style I will be able to learn that style quickly and draw in it.
As a result one of my biggest issues involving art is consistency.
I don't believe in telling the future through astrology, and my horoscopes are almost always wrong, but I'm so very much the stereotypical Gemini that I can't say I don't believe in it entirely.
I have finally started drawing my own comic series. Oh, look, here it is: http://devtehfiend.deviantart.com/#/d393hin
That's basically it for now. Pray with me that I do well on my test and that my essay is well written enough that I don't have to FIX IT again! ^^ Thanks for reading! <3
Fun Times
So, things are looking up a little bit since I last wrote. My English teacher finally realized how smart I am (said so in front of the entire class), and my essay is done, to be turned in tomorrow. I have a research project going for my religion class, and my and the rest of the group have got a nice pile off webpages going for research.
I'm excited about Ren Fest. Two more rehearsals until the show starts and my costume is almost complete (just need my tights and bodice, which I should have by next weekend.) I can't wait until it starts!
A few more things I have going on, my comic, which I have the first few pages of done and will be posting soon (will add a link as soon as I do), and I'm painting portraits of all of the fops for the fair site. Very excited about that. I do need to get a few more colors of acrylic paint.
That's about it for now. Will update as soon with pictures of my finished costume and with links to my comic.
I'm excited about Ren Fest. Two more rehearsals until the show starts and my costume is almost complete (just need my tights and bodice, which I should have by next weekend.) I can't wait until it starts!
A few more things I have going on, my comic, which I have the first few pages of done and will be posting soon (will add a link as soon as I do), and I'm painting portraits of all of the fops for the fair site. Very excited about that. I do need to get a few more colors of acrylic paint.
That's about it for now. Will update as soon with pictures of my finished costume and with links to my comic.
Monday, January 31, 2011
*insert insane, hate/anger filled comment here*
adfkfgih! (< that would be me using inappropriate language.)
Alright, let's set up a scene. In this scene you are a teacher and I am your student. You give me an assignment in which you specifically instruct me NOT to do a thing. This thing could be anything, but for this example let's say this thing you don't want me to do is spell check, or check for grammar in an essay. Now, with you telling me NOT to do those things, do you think it's fair that you count off for each spelling and grammatical error I make!? You told me NOT to check! Why should you count off for something I didn't correct when you told me not to even CHECK!? How does that make any sense!?
Well, apparently it makes sense to my English Comp teacher. SHE thinks it's okay to do that to her students. If you want us to have perfect spelling and grammar then maybe you should let us check for those things and give you a more polished version of the essay, rather than asking for the first draft, and telling us not to correct those things in first drafts!
That's not all though. She tells everyone who asks a different number of words that is required for each essay, she is so unorganized that she doesn't even know what was covered and what wasn't in each class (she teaches the same class twice in a row), so we don't know everything that's going to be on the test (like, right brain/left brain stuff that holds very little baring on the actual class, but is covered in almost ten out of thirty questions on the first test!), she loses student's papers (and blames the students), can't remember which days tests are on, can't move in left > right fashion on the white bored when writing notes for us to copy (which she only does once, so the people in my class don't even know which order they were written because we see what's already there, not what order it was put there in), and after ALL OF THIS blames the students for being unorganized because they're sitting in the back of the class. Now, to her, back of the class is three rows in.
Ugh, feels so good to get all of this out. Hopefully my next entry will be filled with less complaining and more fun/creative things.
Until then, hope you have a goodly day.
P.S. Ignore any grammar and spelling mistakes HERE, I have to spend all night editing my paper and really don't care to spend any extra time on this type of thing.
Alright, let's set up a scene. In this scene you are a teacher and I am your student. You give me an assignment in which you specifically instruct me NOT to do a thing. This thing could be anything, but for this example let's say this thing you don't want me to do is spell check, or check for grammar in an essay. Now, with you telling me NOT to do those things, do you think it's fair that you count off for each spelling and grammatical error I make!? You told me NOT to check! Why should you count off for something I didn't correct when you told me not to even CHECK!? How does that make any sense!?
Well, apparently it makes sense to my English Comp teacher. SHE thinks it's okay to do that to her students. If you want us to have perfect spelling and grammar then maybe you should let us check for those things and give you a more polished version of the essay, rather than asking for the first draft, and telling us not to correct those things in first drafts!
That's not all though. She tells everyone who asks a different number of words that is required for each essay, she is so unorganized that she doesn't even know what was covered and what wasn't in each class (she teaches the same class twice in a row), so we don't know everything that's going to be on the test (like, right brain/left brain stuff that holds very little baring on the actual class, but is covered in almost ten out of thirty questions on the first test!), she loses student's papers (and blames the students), can't remember which days tests are on, can't move in left > right fashion on the white bored when writing notes for us to copy (which she only does once, so the people in my class don't even know which order they were written because we see what's already there, not what order it was put there in), and after ALL OF THIS blames the students for being unorganized because they're sitting in the back of the class. Now, to her, back of the class is three rows in.
Ugh, feels so good to get all of this out. Hopefully my next entry will be filled with less complaining and more fun/creative things.
Until then, hope you have a goodly day.
P.S. Ignore any grammar and spelling mistakes HERE, I have to spend all night editing my paper and really don't care to spend any extra time on this type of thing.
Sunday, January 30, 2011
The Stream of Consciousness: Introduction
Hello, my name is Dev, and this is my blog. I call it the Stream of Consciousness after an exercise I do during improvisation training. The exercise consists of walking around and letting words flow from your mouth before you can even start thinking about them. It's a sort of mental dump that lets you get rid of stress and get thoughts out of your head, much like when therapists will tell you to write without thinking to study what's happening in your subconscious. It's a way of releasing everything that builds up inside of you that can muck up creativity.
So, that is my goal here. To get everything out that builds up in my head. The stress that backs up my creative streams.
I will also be using this blog FOR my creative ideas. I'll write down things I may be considering to get feedback from anyone who may be reading. Of course I won't be posting too much (would rather not be ripped off by dishonest lurkers out there in cyberspace), but please feel free to give any thoughts you have.
Alright, that's enough for now, will post an actual blog later.
P.S. I love that there are hummingbirds in this blog design or whatever it's called.
So, that is my goal here. To get everything out that builds up in my head. The stress that backs up my creative streams.
I will also be using this blog FOR my creative ideas. I'll write down things I may be considering to get feedback from anyone who may be reading. Of course I won't be posting too much (would rather not be ripped off by dishonest lurkers out there in cyberspace), but please feel free to give any thoughts you have.
Alright, that's enough for now, will post an actual blog later.
P.S. I love that there are hummingbirds in this blog design or whatever it's called.
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