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I actually updated my webpage! I bet y'all thought I'd forgotten it existed.
okay, I changed the self-portrait. grumble. Maybe I will get around to a proper update one of these days; I do have three papers due, and that would be a fine procrastination opportunity.
Did I mention I've been drawing obsessively again? yes. Those of you who asked for fanart on your wishlist are in dire danger of actually *getting* some. Even those of you who *didn't* ask for any are.
It's odd that I have even less confidence in my drawing ability than my writing ability. I mean, I don't even have a *clue* where I stand on the scale of good-to-awful. It seems like with stories, people are capable of giving fairly honest assessments tempered with judicious praise, but with art, it seems like people are either totally awe-struck that I can draw anything that actually resembles a real person, or limit themselves to something along the lines of "yep, you're right, that could use some work."
I was drawing that newest self-portrait (and yes, there are things that need work on it, see: feet and arms) at the kitchen table while listening to Pop-pop talk, and Mom grabbed it from me and asked him if he could tell who it was supposed to be. And he said something like, "She doesn't look in a mirror much, does she?" So.. he could tell right away it was supposed to be me, yet it doesn't look at all like me? Oh, well, it's a not-awful rendition of the me I see in my own head, which is the point of using self-portraits instead of photos...
Oh, yeah, we were at Pop-pop's for Thanksgiving. He took four of his girls out to dinner at Golden Corral. The food was universally blah. The only good bit was Mom's pies. I think next year, unless![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
stellar_dust is in a situation where we can scam her into it, *I* might have to volunteer to cook next year. Yeah, the Pop-pop taking us out to dinner thing has become something of a tradition, but I miss having a family dinner at a home, and even *my* cooking would be better than that. And we're in a time of reshaping holiday traditions anyway, trying to remake it into something that isn't conspicuously missing parts while trying not to admit we're cutting anything out. . . We put the tree up yesterday, the smaller one that Katy got for her apartment. The excuse was that the old tree is shedding even more than a real one lately, which is true. But still. There were only two of us to put ornaments on it. . .
I found this old Pogo strip while I was looking for comic scans, and it completely summed up my feelings on the holidays. Last year especially, but this year too.
okay, I changed the self-portrait. grumble. Maybe I will get around to a proper update one of these days; I do have three papers due, and that would be a fine procrastination opportunity.
Did I mention I've been drawing obsessively again? yes. Those of you who asked for fanart on your wishlist are in dire danger of actually *getting* some. Even those of you who *didn't* ask for any are.
It's odd that I have even less confidence in my drawing ability than my writing ability. I mean, I don't even have a *clue* where I stand on the scale of good-to-awful. It seems like with stories, people are capable of giving fairly honest assessments tempered with judicious praise, but with art, it seems like people are either totally awe-struck that I can draw anything that actually resembles a real person, or limit themselves to something along the lines of "yep, you're right, that could use some work."
I was drawing that newest self-portrait (and yes, there are things that need work on it, see: feet and arms) at the kitchen table while listening to Pop-pop talk, and Mom grabbed it from me and asked him if he could tell who it was supposed to be. And he said something like, "She doesn't look in a mirror much, does she?" So.. he could tell right away it was supposed to be me, yet it doesn't look at all like me? Oh, well, it's a not-awful rendition of the me I see in my own head, which is the point of using self-portraits instead of photos...
Oh, yeah, we were at Pop-pop's for Thanksgiving. He took four of his girls out to dinner at Golden Corral. The food was universally blah. The only good bit was Mom's pies. I think next year, unless
stellar_dust is in a situation where we can scam her into it, *I* might have to volunteer to cook next year. Yeah, the Pop-pop taking us out to dinner thing has become something of a tradition, but I miss having a family dinner at a home, and even *my* cooking would be better than that. And we're in a time of reshaping holiday traditions anyway, trying to remake it into something that isn't conspicuously missing parts while trying not to admit we're cutting anything out. . . We put the tree up yesterday, the smaller one that Katy got for her apartment. The excuse was that the old tree is shedding even more than a real one lately, which is true. But still. There were only two of us to put ornaments on it. . .I found this old Pogo strip while I was looking for comic scans, and it completely summed up my feelings on the holidays. Last year especially, but this year too.
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We did leave room for your ornaments, though, we didn't put up most of ours.
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You would too have gotten to help. We could have waited till the weekend, the 18th or whatever it is. *thhpptt*
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Mom's had the Hallmark Channel on *all day* today.
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I just might do that. d-:
The Hallmark Channel? I sympathize. (;
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Apart from that; not a bad picture at all.
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