I can't say I'm totally a fan of Red Bull, but it DID miraculously cure me of a splitting headache AND I'm finally awakened from my hour nap that I shouldn't have taken. You know how you take those naps that just make you want to roll back to sleep. You usually feel more tired than you did before you took the nap, you know? It was one of those.
I was graciously given the red bull yesturday by a stranger. Fate might be looking after me. Or is being nice to me after making me feel like the worst scumbag on the planet, not sure.

In good news, artistic creative is up up up, bad news, I had to walk up one of the worst emotional mountains in a while to get there. I really hate you sometimes, Fate. You really piss me off.

Gahh, now that I'm focused, I see all the things I've been putting off. I feel better after talking to my senior thesis teacher. She seems to finally get where I'm coming from when I say that I want to do a comic for thesis. I'm not like the other seniors who want to do comics. I know that sounds really mean, but I can speak confidently on that point. I truly believe that if I try to do a comic for thesis, I will do a really clean, awesome job. But I don't need to do a comic; I'll have all of the comic stuff I'll need for a lifetime running the Comic Creation Club at MIAD. I'm excited to set up a schedule and really teach others about making comics and learning why comics are the shit.

At least I finished my homework for my evening class. I draw one idea every ten minutes and I had 15 to do. I have more than enough time to mozy on down to the cafeteria and get a bite to eat. THAT is the power of knowing how you work as an artist. Although I really didn't figure out how I worked until halfway through junior year. Once I knew, getting work done on time was soooo much easier. Knowing yourself as an artist is that important, but it takes time, like all things that you really want to know right away.

I am glad I draw and create work really fast though. But I didn't get there in a day. It took years of hard work.

In final news, finally numbered some old sketchbooks, so I OFFICIALLY know what number I'm on again, after some two years of not knowing. The number is 70! Woooooooooooooo! I'm really excited about that. I'm actually thinking that when I reach number 100 I might publish a book with five of the best drawings from #1 to #100, that of course aren't copies of other people's work. Wouldn't that be neat? I wouldn't be publishing it for arrogance though, I truly keep those sketchbooks so that I can see how much I've improved. And like I always say, "If you can't see that your work has evolved within a month's time, you're not drawing enough." Which I firmly believe in, especially as an illustrator.

Erg... gotta go eat dinner! Best wishes to all you artists out there! Keep drawing or writing or singing or whatever you do best!