If creativity is usually stifled before it can truly grow in most people (you know what Picasso said) then is it translated into different hobbies between males and females? Girls can get creative with many things… biggest thing is appearance, easily accessible and promoted so much. Guys have… pretty cars? Model trains? o 3 o They can still get creative with appearance, but only so much.
Those might just be more-than-a-hobby hobbies but they do force you to have a little creative muscle. Or if not, you just read books and enjoy someone’s creativity.
Why do old people take art classes but never in their younger years?
Everything can have an art to it, but everything is not art. Did someone say that before?
These are the bows that I’ve made and sported the past few days. I’m quite proud of my measly handiwork. c: I also got new soap because my current one is shrinking (though realistically, I probably have another month or so before it disappears into bubbly heaven). I tried out this new place called The Soap Kitchen in Old Pas… it’s super homey and beautiful inside with the nicest lady and two awesome doggies. I’ve yet to actually try the soap, but according to online reviews, it seems extremely promising. $1.75/oz for all their soaps, which is nice and a little cheaper than Lush. Anyway, that’s about all the indulgement I allowed myself (aside from viet coffee).
Last night I was tossing and turning for an hour before sleeping because I had too much coffee. I started having a zillion art ideas just springing from some kind of deeply buried subconscious source and I wondered to myself, am I going to remember all this tomorrow?
So this motherfucking badass illustrator named James Jean (he’s Taiwanese, if you don’t know him then you bring dishonor upon your whole family) came to ACCD and spoke about his whole life/work. Which was pretty fucking COOL. He is one of my influences, as he is to many people, and I really admire his artistic growth and talent and awesomeness. He was surprisingly a really good speaker with a sense of humor, a little pervy (Syd Mead, I’m looking at you..), but what artist isn’t?
He made an appearance/exhibition at Nucleus gallery in Alhambra about a month ago, and I really wanted to go, but it was mainly a book signing and I wasn’t going to buy his book so… it was rather a strike of fate that he came to me, or rather my school!
Basically he’s this average looking Asian dude who was just like, yea I like to paint and stuff, here’s all my crap that I did for everyone in the world LOL NBD. He said,” There are three things that an artist wants to achieve in life, which is prestige, money, and freedom.” I thought that was quite true. To be able to be paid to do whatever the hell you want/love to do, that would be the best. The point where your passion meets your skill meets your success (financial or otherwise). I want that. It’d also be nice to be famous by the time I’m in my thirties. Just sayin’.
Anyway, I got some Lee’s coffee again… so delicious but I need to drink it in small increments or I will go crazy.
Happy Valentine’s Day, I was pleasantly surprised. ;3
This week’s gonna be rough, but … every week is going to be rough. I just need to deep breathe, and know that this will be over Week 14, and I will feel wonderful. So wonderful.
This Monday, I was asked to be a TA for the comp and painting class, and my soul was like O n O <333 REALLLYYYY!!?!? So if I am able to take a lite term and TA (gettin paaaid) that would be so ideal. I’d be able to use the model shop to make all kinds of shit, use the library because it’s kinda awesome and I PAY FOR IT D:«, and get good sleep/food.
If internship does happen, which I doubt, I think I will take that opportunity. Academic classes can wait, honestly.
Regarding other things.. I’ve started this obsession with making cute bows as hair accessories. I will take a picture of them ..at some point haha. This is about the girliest thing I’ve done since I wore a dress or something. And lately, with all the crazy work and little sleep.. my skin has actually improved. What the fuck, body? Was this all from the conditioning in high school? D: Is it my new night moisturizer? Is it the coffee?
Blargh, this blog is getting way too longwinded and I need to get back to work. See ya later, tumblr.
Are you guilty of trying to look artsy because you’re an art student?
I’ve seen it happen and it’s kind of weird. o ___o Gettin’ that new asymmetrical bob and that pink streak and that satchel. And that goddamn DSLR at your hip hip. Oh, and that shaved side of your head that Dylan so eloquently put “as if you had half leukemia”.
I’m being a little hater buahaha, but it’s okay, I’m a real artist now. :’D
The fact that I have time to actually put down thoughts into words on a blog means I must be having some free time. It’s all a lie..
Anyway, the Art Center groove still going and going… I’m a bit high and jittery off of some coffee and I feel like I can conquer the world right now.
This V-day, I shall not be alone, and that’s all I will say of it.
I can’t wait until I can go leisurely thrifting, shoe shopping, and nail lacquer buying, and boba, and painting (real painting) on my own… sleep/eat normally. And hey, even exercise for that extra boost of energy.
That goal to exercise during term kinda, EPIC FAILED because I realized life is already freaking difficult. And I’m only 20, feeling like 50, half buried in the grave.
I’m finished with my 12 drawings of feetsies and now to tackle the long list of neverending homework.
Entertainment Design, we fucking rock. We’re just better than everyone hurrrr just kidding but not really.