RETURNS FROM THE DEAD!!! ... or at least hibernation
Tuesday, February 26
gargle. i feel like such a lazy ass.
its also weird writing a blog when you know that no one else is going to read it...
Monday, February 25
blah. i feel very blah right now. :(
need to work on clay, but right now hes wanting us to try and work our way up to 10lb. i did 6lb okay last week, and tried 7lb today, which was a disaster. i got it centered (after alot of work, makes my hands frigging tired), but totally fucked up the pot. i dont know if its because im in too much of a hurry or what, but i often get the pots very base slightly off center somehow, and after that its just a struggle to keep it up. and i know i went too fast at the end because i got it really thin and it just died on me. it was one of those ones that just made me fucking mad, and so i stopped because i know when i try to throw already mad i tend to fuck things up more which makes me more mad ... etc. i guess i need to talk to patrick, with such a big hunk of clay im having trouble penetrating the lump (shut up you with dirty minds). grahhsdfkldjkfjeklfjakldjf jfkdj;slkd ekj.
not to mention that i need to figure out WHAT THE HELL im doing with 1) that class 2) MY DAMN LIFE. gerj kejrlke jeklj. graduate school? i really want to just live w/ michelle and minda for a bit. need to make pots. do somethign with my life. make sculptures? havent told patrick about my latest idea and i dont know if he will like it. i feel like all the art i ever come up with is really cliched and stupid and already done. like shit you'd buy at a gift shop. >_<
i spend so much time reading shit online. i need to do things... i really really need to design my fucking portfolio so maybe tristan can code it :( but i spend hours doing nothing. this summer i hope...
want to go to ohio again, but the families apparently taking a 3 wk (mom hopes) trip up the the reunion, so maybe i can swing by the ohio's on the way back and then only pay for one ticket... but itd also be nice to coordinate that w/ afshan so we dont end up spending a month and a half away. (i know, we are lame, shut up).
also i miss my doggy and cats. :/ i want to live w/ eva and her kitty in a house next semester, but i think i need to be on campus so i can be by the clay studio. and eamons leaving... not that i really have been hanging out with him at all this semester, but i know hes there and sometimes we do stuff. considering how much time i spend in my room this semester, im pretty sure next year i wont hang out with anyone. not that that is so bad, because i entertain myself, and im not exactly lonely, its just when i actually think about it, i feel so dumb. im counting on living w/ minda and michelle to cure my solitary shit.
baahdkfjdklfjdk
bed. going to get up really early tomorrow to do clay since i skipped out tonight.
need to work on clay, but right now hes wanting us to try and work our way up to 10lb. i did 6lb okay last week, and tried 7lb today, which was a disaster. i got it centered (after alot of work, makes my hands frigging tired), but totally fucked up the pot. i dont know if its because im in too much of a hurry or what, but i often get the pots very base slightly off center somehow, and after that its just a struggle to keep it up. and i know i went too fast at the end because i got it really thin and it just died on me. it was one of those ones that just made me fucking mad, and so i stopped because i know when i try to throw already mad i tend to fuck things up more which makes me more mad ... etc. i guess i need to talk to patrick, with such a big hunk of clay im having trouble penetrating the lump (shut up you with dirty minds). grahhsdfkldjkfjeklfjakldjf jfkdj;slkd ekj.
not to mention that i need to figure out WHAT THE HELL im doing with 1) that class 2) MY DAMN LIFE. gerj kejrlke jeklj. graduate school? i really want to just live w/ michelle and minda for a bit. need to make pots. do somethign with my life. make sculptures? havent told patrick about my latest idea and i dont know if he will like it. i feel like all the art i ever come up with is really cliched and stupid and already done. like shit you'd buy at a gift shop. >_<
i spend so much time reading shit online. i need to do things... i really really need to design my fucking portfolio so maybe tristan can code it :( but i spend hours doing nothing. this summer i hope...
want to go to ohio again, but the families apparently taking a 3 wk (mom hopes) trip up the the reunion, so maybe i can swing by the ohio's on the way back and then only pay for one ticket... but itd also be nice to coordinate that w/ afshan so we dont end up spending a month and a half away. (i know, we are lame, shut up).
also i miss my doggy and cats. :/ i want to live w/ eva and her kitty in a house next semester, but i think i need to be on campus so i can be by the clay studio. and eamons leaving... not that i really have been hanging out with him at all this semester, but i know hes there and sometimes we do stuff. considering how much time i spend in my room this semester, im pretty sure next year i wont hang out with anyone. not that that is so bad, because i entertain myself, and im not exactly lonely, its just when i actually think about it, i feel so dumb. im counting on living w/ minda and michelle to cure my solitary shit.
baahdkfjdklfjdk
bed. going to get up really early tomorrow to do clay since i skipped out tonight.
Friday, February 1
yay, my teapots. :) they are small, but i am happy. the inset is me holding one to give you an idea of size.
