If I could sum it up, in the word, it would be the rift. I feel myself, at the crawl of the summit, watching the world roll in front me, waves of hills, until I realize I am running, running to an unknown, hoping to miss the cliff along one of these sides. And there is a string, a just in case, dangling from my back, caught on branches and barks, torn, severed. There is nothing now but the massive uncertainty of possibility and the small smile that kisses my head and promises a light. There is no way it points, the glow simply radiates, but it chases the gloom as I chase Somewhere.
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lingering on the edge of my justifications.
On the crux of: no physical harm was occurring upon a person. The car could be replaced, insured. Police intervention could result in violence. I didn't expect this. "Which is more right."
Double-sided Moab (Roll, bone fold) thru Theresa
Silver metallic poster (non-fold) for Rot series
Things people like to look at:
Faces, Pretty People, Nature.
Things you have:
Creepy things. But cool. But creepy.
Things you need:
Cool things, not so creepy.
Next to draw:
Face. Hands. Teacup (soothe yourself). Mini-mini zine. Mini-mini accordion book.
_Etsy shop name is 10 characters long befor...
_How to Photo for Dums
_Photoshop into frames?
_Buy a couple frames for photos?
_Offer border or trim
_Print browsing on Etsy
_CATEGORIES: prints, books, wares(?)
++ Writing submissions:
Tin House: WILD
We are looking for fiction, nonfiction, poetry, interviews, and Lost & Founds about the Wild--untamed places, people, things, events, happenings, and experiences. Unmediated, unfiltered, from the past, present, or future. Or, conversely, simulated and mediated wildness or wilderness. Surprise us, please. The deadline to submit to this issue is April 15, 2013.
Distracted, no coughing, no sneezing, just write.
Write about that stuff on the blog, or what's suppose to be on the blog. It's a blog to have fun, right, so where is it, find the fun. Everything is still being planned out, thought up, categorized, analyzed, before its even drawn. What are you looking for, when you go to look at an artist? Is it a unique voice? Yes. Quality illustrations? Yes.
But what else. Content? Single images? What?
Are you going to let you stories drift away? Why are you holding onto them, like they're precious. Cast them out. Let them sink and float and become something rather than an idea in your head. This can't be all that you're thinking of. You're too afraid to write, to think, to do, so its cast off for another day. But it's just a story. Just a drawing, a face. Hold onto them in the moment of creation, then let them go.
Just have fun.
Sick sick, sick, sick sick sick.
Look what tumblr has done to me.
You have such meaningful discussion about your work and others' work, and although I appreciate the quiet and soft-spoken in the group, I'd like to see you push yourself to speak up a little bit more so the rest of the class can hear part of your perspectives. You have a real talent for being extremely critical and honest, but also kind. That's surprisingly rare delight in the creative world, and I believe you have a bigger impact on the mood of the class than you know. It's been great getting to know you so far this year, I'm really excited to see what you do next.
IL357/Studio/1 - Graphic Novel
M 11:00 AM - 5:00 PM
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