I don't understand the point of drawing classes. The teachers always want you to throw your own personal drawing style down the chomper and do only what they want you to do.

Last drawing class I took, the teacher 'untaight' me how to draw. Everything I tried to draw for a few months after that class, came out looking like a 4 year old on crack ate a pencil and threw it back up. No, really.

Is art not about feeling? Art shouldn't be something that's forced, that you have no interest in doing.

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It's 1:45 in the morning and I'm sitting here trying to focus on getting this crappy landscape drawing done for my Drawing and Painting class. I friggin hate drawing landscapes. I'm bad at them, I have slim to no interest in getting better at them, and they take too fucking long.

I don't like to draw landscapes, so why should I?

"Because artists should always try new things and be open minded, blah blah blah" Give. Me. A break. Art is something I do for fun, I enjoy it, it makes me feel good, and if doing a certain thing messes that feeling up for me, then fuck it and toss it out on the highway.

And the teacher of this class! What a perfectionist bitch. We had to do these still life drawings of a chair, without looking at our papers. Stupid idea to begin with!

So I'm drawing the chair, it looks nice - actually looks like a chair, I'm feeling good.... until she comes over to me and says, "No. That's an outline of the chair, start over."

She didn't elaborate, and I looked at the two people next to me and their drawings looked just like mine -- what's worse! is that she praised them as she walked by. What the freakn fuck?! So I tried something different. She comes back, "Do you see how that line is too curved? Is it curved like that on the chair? No. Start a new drawing."

AAAAAAAARRRGH!!!! If you want me to draw the friggin chair, let me draw the friggin chair!! And what the hell do you expect if you don't want me to look at what I'm drawing!!!

At that point, I took my charcoal pencil and rammed it right up her.... Okay, no, I didn't do that, but I was thinking it. Thinking about it very vividly.

Needless to say, my chair came out looking like crap. And so will my landscape drawing.

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End rant. I salute anyone who actually read all that.

Why are you so petrified of silence
Here can you handle this?




Did you think about your bills, your ex, your deadlines
Or when you think you're gonna die
Or did you long for the next distraction

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I'm sitting in my required computer class in school right now. Not paying attention. Supposed to be doing something in Power Point for no reason. The bell just rang. Gotta go.

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All I really want is some comfort
A way to get my hands untied
And all I really want is some justice...

*singing* I'M oooon Fire...!

Will someone explain to me what this whole Jark thing is about??

I know that he was the creator of dA (right?) and that someone? fired him... Is that all there is to it?

Jark must have been.. quite a guy for everyone to be so upset over this.

I'd like to have a reason to be upset, instead of just being upset all the time for no specific reason - so someone fill me in?

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*singing*
Now the war's over,
Mussolini's dead.
He wants to go to Heaven
with a crown upon his head!

The Lord says, "No,
You've got to stay below."
All dressed up,
and no where to go.