So I Tell People That I'm Not an Art Major...
Dan's been helping me refine my technique. Not bad for a first independent attempt using new technique huh?It's been a while since I drew anything, but it feels great to be doing it again.
I feel like I need to fill up this white space right next to the picture. I don't really have anything witty to say, so maybe a couple of sentences of ramble like this is sufficient right?
[No transition] I don't know when I became a horrible pack rat. I keep everything, movie stubs, performance stubs, programs, whatever. As long as there is some kind of memory associated with it, I keep it. Maybe I don't make a conscious thought to keep whatever it is, but months later I'll find something like the "Fiddler on the Roof" ticket stub from three years ago, and then I can't throw it away. Why is that? This even carries over to pictures that I take on my camera. I can't stand to delete anything. I was deleting photos today, trying to make room for my California trip. It really took me 20 minutes to psyche myself up to delete things. Be ruthless. Just click on those pictures and hit DELETE. It's not that hard. But it was. I contemplated buying a new SD card for my camera just so I didn't have to do it.
I didn't though. The pack rat lost this time, and I rambled enough to make this post not look so lonely in white space.