Grr
Unfortunately, I have to work on Friday morning at 10. I'm guessing I'll be out around 2 or 3. It seems like my work shifts always happen to be on days that I want to do other things.
I figured my answers to the quiz would be fairly predictable for you. As for the lack of clothes, I don't leave the house a whole lot, so what's the point? Plus, this is La Jolla, so even if I went outside in a bra and underwear, everyone would probably assume it was a bikini and not think about it (although for the record, I only go all bikini at the beach.)
I'm glad you like the paintings. Some of them were huge amounts of work. Others not so much. If you lived closer, I would give you the blue one so it could be properly hung (huh, huh, I said hung...).
I showed Ginger her portrait today and she had a weird reaction to it. She liked it, but said it didn't look like her (the picture she gave me had a sassy expression that I couldn't capture). She also wondered where the mouth was. It's there, I promise. She did say it looked like something that would be hanging in a museum. I guess that's good. I'd like to do a whole series of portraits if I ever get the time. The only thing is that they're really difficult for me. I have trouble with faces. I have two paintings that only need faces to be finished, and I just get stuck every time I even think about it.
So here's my latest "circus-ish" consideration. I realized the other day that I'm pretty funny and I have a talent for entertaining groups of strangers, so I'm thinking about checking out some sort of amateur stand-up comedy. It's one of those things that soungs both fun and freaking scary. I could possibly end up scarred for life. Or famous. Like Kathy Griffin.
Anyway, no news on the job front. Still sending out my resume, still waiting on the museum, still have a pending interview scheduled for next week. I'm getting a little anxious about making money. And by the way, what people pay in California is downright disgraceful. My mom works for the cops in Colorado, and she probably makes more money than I will be making with my stupid Master's Degree. Yes, I know I'm an artist, but who can make a living in this town on less than 30K? A freaking house-no condo- costs a minimum of $200K. And that's a crappy one. A condo down the street from where I live now would cost a minimum of half a mil. Probably more. Which means that I might be able to afford a starter condo after about twenty years of saving up for a down payment. Grr.
I figured my answers to the quiz would be fairly predictable for you. As for the lack of clothes, I don't leave the house a whole lot, so what's the point? Plus, this is La Jolla, so even if I went outside in a bra and underwear, everyone would probably assume it was a bikini and not think about it (although for the record, I only go all bikini at the beach.)
I'm glad you like the paintings. Some of them were huge amounts of work. Others not so much. If you lived closer, I would give you the blue one so it could be properly hung (huh, huh, I said hung...).
I showed Ginger her portrait today and she had a weird reaction to it. She liked it, but said it didn't look like her (the picture she gave me had a sassy expression that I couldn't capture). She also wondered where the mouth was. It's there, I promise. She did say it looked like something that would be hanging in a museum. I guess that's good. I'd like to do a whole series of portraits if I ever get the time. The only thing is that they're really difficult for me. I have trouble with faces. I have two paintings that only need faces to be finished, and I just get stuck every time I even think about it.
So here's my latest "circus-ish" consideration. I realized the other day that I'm pretty funny and I have a talent for entertaining groups of strangers, so I'm thinking about checking out some sort of amateur stand-up comedy. It's one of those things that soungs both fun and freaking scary. I could possibly end up scarred for life. Or famous. Like Kathy Griffin.
Anyway, no news on the job front. Still sending out my resume, still waiting on the museum, still have a pending interview scheduled for next week. I'm getting a little anxious about making money. And by the way, what people pay in California is downright disgraceful. My mom works for the cops in Colorado, and she probably makes more money than I will be making with my stupid Master's Degree. Yes, I know I'm an artist, but who can make a living in this town on less than 30K? A freaking house-no condo- costs a minimum of $200K. And that's a crappy one. A condo down the street from where I live now would cost a minimum of half a mil. Probably more. Which means that I might be able to afford a starter condo after about twenty years of saving up for a down payment. Grr.
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