Sketchbook Reflection #2382379128
#Digart I think
Knee-deep in APs and painting and insanity and just I CAN'T. But I can. Clearly I can because I've found the composure to sit myself down and finish this Sketchbook and collect my A and I actually hope no one is reading this because brace yourself for little sense.
The past few weeks have been mounting insanity. Starting the software project and concurrently oil painting, two things with which I have had little experience, has been a bit stressing. Nonetheless there is still work to be done and the cake is still a lie.
If I recall correctly the only DigArt project that has not of yet been cried over, cursed, ripped to shreds, reincarnated, and documented in my Sketchbook is the Installation project. Dare I even begin to touch that one. I've learned that I can't spin interesting ideas under stress, no matter how romantic the notion is. I've learned that diamonds are not in fact, a girl's best friend, but acetate sure is. Using rubber cement jars to trace circles was probably stupid. Ditto on dry erase markers. Still, despite my final dissatisfaction with this project, I am still fond of the idea of communication and the Internet's range of connectivity as a double-edged sword.
In connection to the latest Art 3 projects, I express disgust and joy in equal measure. The Impressionism project was a nightmare to crown all nightmares. I will be the last to say that I've learned nothing from the experience, but it was painful. I probably inflicted most of of that on myself by using very poor materials, aka 60 cent acrylic and synthetic brushes that were made of plastic something. Next time, I'm dropping money on that. Ha. Haha. Hahaha.
I'm more enthusiastic about the results of the Fantastic Four project, which is in the works. Of all the home projects, this one was the most open and consequently I probably slacked and procrastinated more than I have ever done on any home project. Give a girl a fish and teach her... that's not right. That's not even the right moral. Oh well, some fable about a fish.
In any case I was really happy with the results of this project. Perhaps I should rescind my previous statement. Now that I'm so close to APs I can just reach out and touch it and cry because soon it will be over all over I've found more motivation to paint and those extra hours are probably (I think, at least) improving the quality of my output.
To sum everything up there are things that are crap and there are things that are not. Ibid. Ibid. Ibid.
-Erika