Nightmares of a wasted existence.

This week has been somewhat interesting and not necessarily in a bad way which seems to be unique if you look at the last couple weeks and see how I've been doing. We only had two days of class this week and though it was nice to get a little bit of a break I still wish that I could have drawn Friday because I'm starting to feel like I'm improving. I apologize for not having pictures up throughout the last couple weeks but I just picked up a new computer yesterday and now I can actually upload images which is simply spectacular. So this whole week we have been drawing, we had a couple muscle assignments which the first one seemed to go really well but I haven't gotten to the second one quite yet... Monday we did quicker long poses which turned out really bad for me but I'm glad that I ended the week on a better note with the hour long pose. I have a great difficulty finding a good way to execute what I'm seeing in front of me and as we all know that can become problematic. For the muscle assignments this week I feel as if they have gone relatively quickly and that I like but today I'm just sitting outside and soaking up the warm air because I'm sick as a dog and so finding motivation to go down to the art building and build muscles onto my manikin is well... pretty much impossible. It's strange watching all of the hustle and bustle as compared to the winter months of people deciding to use their homes as a barricade between them and the outside world. So, I used this picture because I feel as if it best represented where I'm at in the class. Believe it or not, I am improving. The angle that I was at compared to the model was difficult in this situation and trying to find the angle of her head was really hard too but I think that in the end it worked out just fine and now I hope to improve in other areas. As for the title of my blog, it references a dream that I had one night earlier this week about a girl that I'm nannying this summer and last summer as well. The dream consisted of her yelling and carrying on to me about how she wasn't going to do what I wanted her to and unfortunately that's exactly how she is. But, I feel like it references more than just the summer. It brought into account everything that we do in order to earn money and in order to get by in school and in everyday life. I always tell my Mom that I'd rather live poor and do what I love than be rich and work at a desk for ten hours a day... but now I'm trying to see if that's the truth at all because I'm taking a job again this summer that I'm going to be absolutely miserable doing but if I don't take it I can't come back to school next year. Makes me wonder really if it's foreshadowing.