So... it's summer again. As of this week I'm working full time in production at a small town newspaper, the Blair Press. Most days are at least slightly challenging as I increase organization and productivity, but none of it is nearly as bad as what I've had to put up all year at art school.

We've managed to finish building and putting software on my desktop computer Muse. He's so shiny.. blue led fans in a clear case all lit up like awesome at night.. I make myself jealous. There's a gorgeous Keiichi Hiiragi figure from Sanrio's Onegai My melody, a "famous violinist and teen heartthrob," poised with his violin on the stage of my hard drive, which looks pretty sweet illuminated by the blue leds. I might still add a floppy drive for funn, but otherwise it's all ready for me to get to work in Photoshop again....

Another year past, another year forgettable..

So many things to wish for, so many wishes yet to become real.
A dream of improvement and change..
Still so far to go.

Wishes of connecting..
Met by the usual solitary confinement.
Settling into the endless role of loner.

Wishes of skill..
Met by competition.
Unable to erase the labels.

Wishes of health..
Met by the sickness and more.
Condescendingly frail body.

Wishes of endurance..
Even when time is sluggish.
Realizing an entire year has passed,

And promising that another year is coming..
A changeling year.

Reason for hope.

Yay, life. ^_^ It's been lovely recently.
Unfortunately I don't have anything of artistic merit to speak of, so there isn't much reason to say anything.. but I was growing weary of having the same during-cast whinings up.
I'm officially celebrating my first post-grad summer. I can't say that I will miss that school any time soon, because now I'll be able to pursue education I'll actually use. ^^
In just a couple months I will be a college student.. scary. Hopefully art school won't be too intimidating..
As such, I will be sharpening my skills much more this summer. Look forward to seeing better art from me in the future!

I've been extremely inactive for the past month or so, given my broken wrist and all. The [black] cast comes off April 1, so I'm more than ready to have my drawing hand back. Really. Ready.

Since I had to adapt to doing absolutely everything with my left hand, my art has actually improved. It started out a little shaky (and anything resembling a straight line was nearly impossible), but re-learning how to manipulate my hand was a refreshing experience. My gesture drawings have much more freedom, and my proportions are better because of that. Since the strokes themselves take more thought, I've actually been paying attention to detail (stand in shock) for the first time in pretty much ever.

As for my handwriting, learning to be lefty was a bit more of a challenge (because of the left brain aspect). After a month and a half of utter desperation, I now have a cross between my old handwriting and my father's (who has been a lefty his whole life). All in all, I mark that one up as a hurdle cleared (even if my current penmanship is not exactly stationary material).

Sure, it might seem like it was crucial timing to be drawing more than ever and this injury is something like the end of the world.. Wallowing in self pity at this point wouldn't be totally uncalled for, would it?
Believe me, I would have if I'd gotten the chance, but with [high] schoolwork and [college] drawing workshops going on, it was either adapt or get left behind.
As soon as I get it matted, I'll show off my first big lefty drawing that was from the CVA drawing workshop, as well as a set of much smaller drawings that I've done since then.

My car hasn't been leaking anything since we got the transmission seal fixed, but it was smoking and shaking when I got up to 25.... and they couldn't find anything wrong with it.

I would wish these circumstances upon nobody, not even someone who needed a kick in the face.

Oh bother.
My tablet is going to get A LOT of use in the next 6-8 weeks. That's mostly because I'd rather not use a mouse left-handed. I don't wish to write, draw, or type lefty, but I have no choice.
Yes, I happened to break my wrist last night. Might I add that the whole thing is a rather painful experience...
Oh yes, and I no longer have a mode of transportation anyways, thanks to last week's blistering cold. A seal in the transmission decided to pop, so there's fluid all over my driveway and garage. [That might be a good thing, because I would have been tempted to drive regardless.]

I will continue to attempt drawing with my left hand, but I will definitely promise no miracles. In fact, I should post some sketches just to show how horrible I really am...