it seems i've spent all my creative energy on an exam. didn't think there was a limit. i think artists should have creativity meters above their heads, like the health bar in mortal combat, or any other video game... then people could see how uninspired we are at the moment and do something outrageous to spur them forward. or maybe... my meter is recharging at this moment. MAYBE INDEED!! it must be the flow of blood to my legs since i'm wearing sweatpants after and absolutely unexcused 2-3 day absence from them. PLUS long johns and two hoodies and wool socks on top of white'ns... i saw my friend in san diego say it was so cold where he was. i called him a wienie. (-10 is ideal, -30 just feels like death. that little nip on the nose is like a rottweiler's skeleton devouring my face instead.) but it gives me good reason to have blanket-like clothing on at all times. g l o r i o u s.
today marked the official last day of classes i don't give a crap about.. i've had some good classes but now i don't have class until monday sculpture, which'll be final critiques (which i LOVE) so school is all ready and packed almost away, mentally. show'n sale cheques come tomorrow, and the rest of this week means attacking 120 ft (squared, of course) of canvas into submission, revealing the paint hidden beneath it's fibers for all to see. hopefully they are good so i don't have to attack them with blades. nobody likes blades. poor ice. maybe some more clouds and graffiti. maybe more graffiti than clouds this time around. MAYBE even just clouds or JUST graffiti. or MAYBE EVEN PERHAPS a face or three. who should i paint?!?! lets boost this creativity level upwards, with the power of suggestion!
i'm praying for jeff conrad to come move in. we're told to be specific in prayer so i figured i may as well just pray straight away for the person i WANT to move in. specific provision is always more of a testament to his power than generic prayers anyways. know what you want...
-back to painting. (or am i?!)
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