Today has been productive. I sat on my fat ass and didn't go to work this morning. I'm still mourning the lost of Columbia College and Chicago. OH well, as long as I create something daily I am fine. It's a goal of mine.
I also "finished" two drawings. They look like shit, but I gave up trying to fix them. My love for focusing on the eyes has actually turned out to be something to destroy the drawings instead of improving them.
I thought that I had something to say about them. But then I realized I would just be complaining. I've never been so pissed off at two drawings before. The 2nd one looked like an alien so I finally just covered up one of the eyes. And the first one... isn't finished. But whatever, the drunk creep I met on Friday liked it... and that's all that matters.
I wonder if he reads this, and if so... well, I'm not talking about you. Plus, if you remembered the web address to this that's really bizarre. Or if you searched for me online, that's bizarre (though not as bizarre as remembering the web address in my opinion. Who doesn't stalk online these days?)
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