I’m always kind of hesitant about being happy when things are going smoothly.I will get souped about certain things but it’s been my experience that things just won’t work out how I imagine. But I’m really excited because today I put my deposit down for SMFA and they gave me a pretty good financial package which makes my parents breathe a little easier. I also got a call back from this local jeweler who is based out of Cranston who said she’d love having me as an intern in her studio. She does a lot of jewelry but has most recently been working on illustrations and some digital work which is up my alley. She also said I will have the opportunity of just using her resources and doing my own projects in her studio which is totally awesome. She sounds really laid back and I’m going to meet her this coming Monday for my first day.
I’ve got a job, an internship, an awesome school in Boston to look forward to next fall and it’s all looking good. I’m positive and in a pretty good place right now.
im using library internet because my room mate took back her modem without telling anyone so my room mates and I were in our house trying to figure out where our internet went and PSYCHE its gone forever because our room mate sucks and doesn’t have an ounce of consideration in her body.
hermergerd last night I had a surprise visit from my parents
My mom called me and was like lol where are you I’m at your front door.
I was about to hit my bowl
had ash on my table
wine bottles everywhere.
and here I thought living 10 hours aways would prevent any sort of surprise visits
my friend is smoking and cleaning her room and I wanna be there but instead I’m in the library making Russian charts and bleeding and dying and crying and exploding and sober.
My professor told me that I had the best work in the class today. That I overcame my craftsmanship issues and used the gouache successfully and I got an A on it and I’m souped. I worked on it until 4AM in the library, which is really funny because I did the exact same thing last semester; I stayed in the library until 3 finishing my drawing final for the same professor and he said it was the best work I’d done all semester (what whaaat). I really need to stop beating myself up; I do it way too often. I’m always insecure about myself socially and artistically, but I’m starting to take a step back and say “OK, I’m actually not that bad. I’m still growing, still developing as an artist.” My classmates this semester actually took my opinions and suggestions seriously and would always want to see what I was doing in my sketchbook or know what I was thinking for projects. I’m not trying to brag or inflate my ego, I just seriously needed a class like this; a class where I fully knew I could succeed and knew what I was doing, what I was capable of and aware of what I could accomplish if I gave myself the time. I’m going to post my final later when I get around to photographing it. But I was just happy my 2 hours of sleep weren’t in vain.