But, ya know, in a good way? School has been royally kicking my ass up and down the street and tying my shoe laces together whenever it gets the opportunity, but in all fairness I’ve been dragging my feet pretty bad this semester. As it turns out, I’m kinda terrified of classes that take me out of my comfort zone. (wild notion, I know) Let’s break it down:
Russian History-
(+)
-Awesome history to learn
-Lots of interesting twists and turns (though the main theme is always that the peasants are fucked)
-Neat new words to botch with your untrained American tongue
(-)
-Professor’s lecture style is rambling quickly to himself, which results mostly in garbled notes that could either be test material or his internal monologue
-Paper writing. OH SWEET MERCIFUL FUCK. YEARS OF ART CLASSES HAVE ATROPHIED THAT PART OF MY BRAIN. I really seriously did have to re-learn all of that. (and much shame was brought upon my family)
Lithography Printmaking-
(+)
-Getting to make prints of anything I feel like scrawling erratically on a litho plate
-Getting to learn a new process
(-)
-The process itself. Lithography is a form of printing that contains about a million little steps, and each one of those steps is another opportunity to ruin your entire plate and end up with an edition of prints that just look like black smudges instead of the intricate drawing you started out with. It is a process you will respect and follow unerringly or IT WILL WIPE THE FLOOR WITH YOUR ASS.
-Being in a fine arts studio = very intimidating for some reason. This one is dumb but true. I’ve been trying to narrow down exactly why this is, and so far have come up with no good reason for it. But every time I’m in there working I just feel like the derpy crafts kid. Something to this effect is probably pretty dead on:

Fig.1 Derpy Crafts Student
Hmmm… anyway.
Here’s some things.
1) Your lace is solved.

Lace was a project on my DO NOT WANT list this semester. But I managed to get it finished with out crushing my loom with my mind rage or anything, all thanks to the Bee Gees. Oh and Ladysmith Black Mambazo helped too. Cassette tape is actually an excellent weft material and makes your finished weaving look like a space blanket! Everybody wins!
2) Real person job-type work.

The book work has been my nice break from doing school assignments. I get to draw simple nice lines and I’m allowed to throw in some silly captions as long as I make it pretty like. This chapter lead in is my favorite thing so far. I keep feeling I should hang it on the refrigerator for everyone to see… til I remember I’m 25, don’t live with my parents and I’m pretty sure the stink bugs we share our kitchen with don’t care much for illustration.
This got to be a long one by accident. Welp, back to work or drawing nonsense, whichever grabs my attention first.