Wednesday, May 12, 2010

I love getting shit done! /other random shit

Yesterday during 4th period my math teacher really pissed me off. So after panicking and calling my therapist, I grabbed some magazines from the STAC room and sat in the art room with Megan. I started hacking away at a picture and tried to re-create it like a puzzle. I got home that night and actually continued the collage. I was really excited about it and I really focused on the ascetic as apposed to the content, while at the same time keeping the content with some sort of of consistency. I finished it last night and I really really like it. I'm so proud of myself for getting it done that I plan on making another collage now. I also got some writing done today during STAC.

^It looks better in real life, this is just a crappy picture
In order to continue this getting-shit-done attitude, I have to make several changes. I need to put myself on a schedule. I need to spend my off periods in the library, not the STAC room (though I will allow myself one free period a day to hang out.) I have to actually do schoolwork. I will get shit done!

Additionally, I often can't understand how I'm related to my family. I complain about them a lot but I do love them, but we're SO different. Religious and political differences aside, I am an artist, something no one else in my family is. I recently read my mom a poem I wrote, and showed that collage to my dad and both of them were like "that's nice...I don't get it." I feel like art isn't something to "get." I'm not asking them to tell me what I felt when making it, I want it to create some feelings within THEM.

Lastly, I'm stuck on something with my big project. I like writing, and in the past my writing has elicited some positive reactions. That being said, I don't know if I'm a good writer/don't think I am (granted I don't think I'm good at much of anything so perhaps my judgement is off?) Thus, I'm scared to work so hard on 12 pieces of writing only to proudly display it and have one of 2 things happen. Either a. people will directly rip it apart to my face, or b. people will say they like it then tear it apart behind my back. I don't know if I can take that. I still want to finish the project though...

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