2002-12-10 18:26:25 ET|
Whoa, my last journal entry is a tad bit on the bitch-ass side of my sceptre (is that the right word?).
I met a lady today who was painting a picture on a window, doing like advertisement decoration stuff. I've always dreamed of doing that as a profession. I think it'd be so fucking awesome to be a freelance window painter, doing letters and pictures on commercial buildings for money and having a portfolio and what-not. ANYWAYS...I asked her how she got started and all that shit and she told me. PLUS, she took my name down 'cause she said she was thinking about teaching the techniques on how to get started and color combinations and how to get clients. She was really nice. She told me what she charges, and it's anywhere from $75 to $150 an hour depending on the job and conditions. I twas inspired.
So yo, talked to Mr. Counciler, and next semester I'z be taking English-Critical Thinking (a class I have taken twice before at another college) and Algebra. I'm gonna take life drawing and one other art class, though i really wanted to take philosophy. I don't want to overload, plus I got a lot of art nerve cells that are really itchy that need a good scratching. HOWEVER, I am doing better than I t in terms of units.
GOD DAMN IT...this post is boring. Why am I getting into the habit of unloading crap onto my journal entries. Next time shall be a little more inventive.
Oh yeah...I went to this tiny museum where they had all this old school sci-fi stuff today. It was pretty lame, but they had a really cool Sci-Fi pulp fiction cover section, as well as movie props from Blade Runner and 2001 and what not. OH, and it just so happens that Phillip K. Dick resided in Fullerton from the 1970s till his death a little while back. Kinda neat.