Thanks to a discussion I had with an artist here on dA, I offer you my insight for the day. Or week. Or however long it takes for me to come up with another vaguely insightful journal entry.

I had an illustration teacher in high school who was often quite sage, despite continuing to wear the same polyester pantsuits he'd been wearing since 1973. He particularly liked me, maybe because I could see beyond lavender and plaid, and he let me sit in with him when he graded students' work (mine included). "I give ---- a good grade because he's clearly done good work; the composition is good, the flow is dynamic. But he's in a rut. It's the same exact thing, with different characters, every time. He shows no growth. Artists have to grow. Their work has to develop. Even Disney wants a well-rounded portfolio from their artists, more than big eyes and Barbie waists, even if that's all they'll end up drawing..."












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There is no room in my life for your hatred. If you won't take that energy and use if for change, then there is nothing left for me to say to you but goodbye.

One of my secret desires is to design a teeshirt. Again. Ya, I designed one a long time ago and it was for a very limited group of people. But I'm lazy and lack the fancy skills that designers have these days, so I don't bother.

Instead, here's my list of shirts I like, although, truth be told, I'd probably only spend money on the llama.



Okay, maybe the snail, too. Go vote on your favourite designs.












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There is no room in my life for your hatred. If you won't take that energy and use if for change, then there is nothing left for me to say to you but goodbye.

No really, I can barely cause the pencil to do anything even remotely close to what I see in my head. It's not like riding a bicycle; I can't just pick it up again. I used to draw almost every day. Now I'm happy if I get a doodle in once or twice a month. But it makes me pretty sad. I haven't even tried painting. I don't want to know.

Currently I'm paying for a horse I'm part-leasing and a gym membership, but I'm starting to seriously consider enrolling in an art class, if only to get the juices flowing again. Maybe a figure drawing class, if I can find one. But I'm not sure I have the money.

Good thing I have a camera, because it lets me be creative at least a little bit.












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There is no room in my life for your hatred. If you won't take that energy and use if for change, then there is nothing left for me to say to you but goodbye.

I'm not dead. Just saying.

Seriously, I lead a very busy life in Londontown and just don't get enough time for editing and posting photos, nevermind drawing. And to all the people who have added me as a friend or offered me favourites on my work, I thank you, but forgive me if I just don't manage to say it to each of you individually.

Things are good. I'm looking forward to a few days off at home with Mom over Christmas. Maybe I'll manage to do some posting.

All the best for the Holidays and have a safe, healthy new year !







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There is no room in my life for your hatred. If you won't take that energy and use if for change, then there is nothing left for me to say to you but goodbye.

It's about freaking time I updated this thing. And I'm still kind of not updating it, but at least you get a new journal entry.

So, I've been in London, ON for almost five months now and where the time has gone, I have no idea. I've mounted my first exhibit and am working on the second (which is going to be much bigger). I have a social life. I have a wonderful apartment in a marvellous Victorian mansion only 15 minutes by foot from the Museum where I work. I'm pretty darn happy ! That's not to say I don't miss Whitehorse, because I surely do. I miss it more than I expected I would. And today, I really wish I could go hike Grey Mountain, or drive into Scout Lake.

This coming Saturday, I fly out of Pearson for summer school in Leicester. Did you catch that, Leicester folk? I'll be in town for a week if you want to have a coffee with an exotic Canadian.

I've got a pile of photos that need posting. I'll get to them soon.












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