For your exclusive viewing pleasure I've meticulously recreated via photoshop my latest masterpiece in Chunie Arnold's Intro to Drawing class.
It's a highly detailed rendering of a massive knot of sheets. Not that I would ever have needed to inform you...
Constructive criticisms received:
Prof. Chunie (recently emigrated from the far, far east):
* "Daniel, today not your shining moment!"
* "This lost cause! Now have fun make modern art!"
* (implicit) "You make D! D for Daniel! D for decrepid!"
Dan (the established artist in the class):
* "No, Daniel, it looks good! It's......ahhhhh......artsy!"
Meagan (the established blonde californian in the class):
* "It looks like a face."
Act II: The Storm
It rained Friday night, and two horses on the Baylor equestrian team died. I also got wet.
How wet, you ask?
I know, I'm an artist - but we've already established that.
Now, a moment of silence for the horses:
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And a moment of silence for me getting wet, my cell phone screen getting warped, and water coming in through the apartment window, thus reducing the resale and usability value of my latin textbook by 100%:
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Moving on...
Act III: Finals
I have lots of them.
THE END
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Constructive ciriticisms received:
Me, just now, to myself, which is not wierd in any way:
* "That third act was lame, dude. It was a real letdown."
* "Horses are people too!"
* "What. A waste. Of time."
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Finally. I'm buying a camera this week.
[Note: I don't mean to make fun of Dr. (yes, Dr.) Chunie. She's sweet. Very direct, but sweet.]
