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Fascinating. Some of the grammar makes me cringe but it would seem disrespectful to fix it all. Tedious too. (Does the edit button work now? It used to be broken - haha.) Hello songmeanings journals, how are you? It's interesting looking at my old self, now understanding so many things. And how much hasn't changed! I wonder what drew me back. I've been looking for structure. That, and I have work to put off. I wonder if I should take up a journal again, though. There are things I need to work through.. and things that I've ignored or put off for too long. I haven't written in such a long time, thinking of it. In my Composition class we did a writing exercise, something akin to stream of consciousness? It was wonderful. I hadn't had that kind of time with my self, any reflection or release, in.. I can't even guess how long. You know, I used to go by the handle Phoenix. It's ironic. I've gone through many cycles, sometimes I swear I'm amnesiac over the old ones. Does this just happen to everyone? We all grow. I've probably been slacking a little. This much hasn't changed: my own standards are always out of reach, intending to force myself to improve, usually just frustrating myself. It can't go on. So I was looking for some structure, to fit in all the things I need to reach those heights naturally. Ah, what am I doing. So much work due in the morning. Another time, perhaps.No Comments
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by TheBlueNote on December 15, 2008Wow, crazy. I found a really old blog I used to maintain and was thoroughly surprised by my writing there. In a good way. Except for how bad it makes anything I've written in months look. It's like I've been unconscious for the last year. I'm so sorry to anyone who puts up with me. Hah..No Comments -
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by TheBlueNote on December 15, 2008I think I'm making progress, though very slowly, in fighting this apathetic nature.No Comments -
Should be sleeping
by TheBlueNote on December 11, 2008There's something thrilling about navigating my home in complete darkness. Like walking in a void. Or in space with no starlight. It's almost dreamlike. I really wish I would have such a dream, to just walk at leisure and enjoy the stillness. Dreams are another story entirely though. I need to look for some Eckhart Tolle books. I heard about him ages ago in citizen22's journal but never got around to reading any of his material.No Comments -
Hey Oh
by TheBlueNote on November 19, 2008No CommentsI seem to be approaching some critical point in regards to my art "career". So I'm attempting to gather and solidify my thoughts. Or something. Basically, it will waste your time. You have been warned. :P
I've become exponentially bipolar about whether I think I can go through with it. After a career research project in one of my classes recently I found that Illustration is.. not a very lucrative choice. If my sources are to be trusted, it's the most competitive and least profitable branch of study. ...I'm a bit reluctant to believe that (for sure it's competitive though). I'd like to have it confirmed by professional or instructor.
Animation was my other interest, but I was very put off by how much of it is busywork.. and how very much I dislike almost everything I've seen of 2D animation in the States. Eh.. most old Disney movies were alright. I'm.. just not even going to touch cartoons or adult swim. The only good things I've ever seen on the latter were Japanese. The American shows may be funny (Family Guy?), but can't even begin to compare in quality. Granted, I haven't watched actual tv in 3 years, but I have little doubt that's changed.
3D is looking great though, between the game and movie industry. It's also a pipedream at best. I have a few years of 3D under my belt, but I don't know how I'd feel about a career in it. Suffice to say there are thousands of people more passionate about it, and very few of those will probably get where they want.
According to my instructor over the summer, 2D animators are in fairly high demand, and 3D is pretty crowded (probably an understatement).
But let's not get ahead of ourselves. I'm still not confident about my drawing in the first place. Most of my talent is just technical dexterity and a bit of cleverness. That is to say, I'm probably best at still life and other things drawn from reference. Actually, I may have that point backwards. Almost everything uses reference. More important would be the lack of original material I've put out. I've never believed myself to be notably creative. It's an extremely latent trait if it exists at all.
However, I can say with confidence that I learn very quickly. I have.. potential, I guess. Somewhat ironically, my doubts come from having studied so many other people's work. Such an enormous gap, even at a similar age. I can see the processes they used. I just never put what I learn into practice.
The other obstacle is my temperment. (Is that even the right word?) I'm an introvert, and very unsocial. And apathetic to varying degrees. ...I don't know. In the time I've taken just writing this I've yet again flipped from feeling it's a hopeless situation to thinking I could manage fine enough. Maybe because I've vented all of the problems with it.
...Yeah. I need to look into illustration more. I'm so much more interested in it. I'll need major convincing for animation.
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I swear it's not me
by TheBlueNote on November 06, 2008No Comments[81]just someone I used to know
I'm slowly coming to terms with reality, I think, however bitterly.
Having spent so much time on the internet and online gameplay, I've met more than my share of people taking advantage of its anonymity to be perfect idiots. It's almost pathetic, but I wouldn't doubt that it has severely damaged my willingness to meet and trust others.
I'm gradually seeing the obvious truth that it's not a matter of black and white though. Some people may be hopeless but it's not nearly as many as I first believed. People can't always be mature and serious because it's lame and miserable (as I know from experience). People might even be generally good.
Still
Reality is so disappointing.
I guess I really am a pessimist.
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I'm stuck inside this rut that I fell into by mistake
by TheBlueNote on November 06, 2008No Comments[80]And I'm begging you, I'm begging you to be my escape
A severe week long case of the mondays. I can't be bothered to care about anything.
I'm editing that story though, which is awesome.
I was originally planning on becoming an illustrator, but after reasearching the job found that it doesn't have many opportunities, making it very competitive, and the pay is very rarely sufficient to live on illustrating alone. So I'll probably go into animation, which supposedly is rather in need of workers, is a growing industry, etc..
Apparently I unconciously make facial expressions which often don't even match my mood. Because I don't have enough trouble as it is communicating. So often things I say are misinterpreted or taken in the wrong context I can only conclude it's my fault. *shrug*
It's a little discouraging, not really significant.
They reindexed the site when they changed the skin so I have to edit all the journal links I had bookmarked. -_- Blah.
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October 02, 2008
by TheBlueNote on October 02, 2008[79] Time to get my crap together. Pretext: For the last three weeks or so my sleeping habits have been disastrous. Er... more so than usual. The last three days have been an epic (not really) struggle to remain conscious. I have been terrible at time management for as long as I can remember. HUGE WORKLOADS in both of my art classes this year for the AP test, preparing for college, and my somewhat absurd expectations of myself. [end pretext] It's dawned on me that this is a pitifully obvious realization and as far as the sleeping habits go not at all a new concept but for all intents and purposes.. I guess it doesn't matter. There's a particular nonprofessional writer I've been a fan of for a few months who is in the process of writing something amazing and recently announced they are in want of an editor/hardcore beta reader to help with revising what's been released so far and rewriting a few parts, etc.. I really think I want to do it. I've also wanted to do some illustrations based on the story. But wow, if I don't completely epicly fail at getting things I want to do done. I have a to-do list, and it's quite small, but nothing has been checked off (nor started for the most part) in like 5 weeks. All I seem capable of doing when I get home weekdays is loafing about. More pressing is the matter of having time in the future when I've actually started my animation and concentration art projects. Enough of that though. I didn't mean for the situation to be as important as the statement: I want to fix my habits and get on schedule and go for the editing spot. My hope is declaring it in some form will help push me to actually change things. :\ =-= On another note, whyyyy am I always so formal and tense and serious now *headdesk* So lame Relax dood.No Comments -
September 22, 2008
by TheBlueNote on September 22, 2008[77] I always come to the same conclusion. I wasn't made for this world. I'm not particularly interested in it either. But, I'll give it another chance once I get out of here. "This world" is only relative to what I've seen of it after all. Besides, there should be some reason I bothered. =-= The world can't exist without conflict. I mean, besides the fact that it's impossible. Nobody would learn anything. The only progress I imagine, in a "conflict-free" world, would be in health and agriculture. Conflict with death is inescapable. Anyway, life would be quite boring. Pleasantries can be better enjoyed when they're contrasted with the challenges of life. (Contrast in almost any situation enhances things, I think.) Politeness, kindness, etc. It amazes me that society so gravely lacks these things. Maybe not lacks, but it's definitely doesn't seem to be a standard. Not here. People are so weird.No Comments -
September 14, 2008
by TheBlueNote on September 14, 2008[76] I do a lot of waiting these days. Waiting for classes to end. Waiting for the night. Waiting to run out of energy and sleep. Waiting for the weekend, for quiet and the sleep I didn't get enough of. Even though there's nothing to do; more specifically, nothing I want to do, I just sit up and endure whatever patiently. If apathy can be called patience, anyway. I've just run out of motivation. It's a little scary. I used to have some hope. I don't really know what for, I suppose I believed there were still some good people in the world. Well, I know there are. Rather, I decided I didn't really care anymore. The rest of the world wasn't worth it. ...... (: Look at that. The more I think about it, I guess I'm wrong. Well, not about the world being made of fail. But yeah. Heh. *sigh* I've gotta get out of here though. =-= Conclusion: Texas sucks. Never come here. Conclusion 2: Also never raise kids here. Why did you come here in the first place.No Comments