The Diary of Queen Mothy |
Doin' Okay! written @ 11:51 PM on February 27, 2004 Aight, here I am, updating... I've been getting bad at this due to a variety of circumstances. As usual, I've been ever the busy bee because I have one painting, one sculpture, a paper, three exams/quizzes, and an art show to prepare for this upcoming week. I think I finished the painting tonight. Check. Of course, the above does not include regular homework, but who's counting anyway? Whatever. Between all that, though, and the play I'm designing for, I've had more work to do in one weekend than I've ever had in my entire life. But I'm not complaining. Really, I'm not. Having nervous breakdowns is trop passe. In all seriousness, I've been handling myself very calmly as of late... rather like the person who does not yet grasp the seriousness of a situation. I guess I'm not having my usual fits because after this week, I'm on spring break-- and that's always something to celebrate! *** Let's see... more updating... I asked Steve when people were going to be notified about their positions for the summerstock theater season, and he said some time before spring break-- but that he, Rob, and the other tech instructors needed to have a meeting "about me" because I am to be hired as part of a "special assignment." Does that not sound odd and fishy to you? If I were to guess, Steve is probably going to finagle a way to get me two scenic design positions this summer and try and convince them to pay me well. He's been hinting about that off and on all week. But I'm not holding my breath for anything. My luck changes like the weather around here. In related news, my dad is going to give me some contact information about a professional scenic designer in the area that he knows by a connection through his work. It would be for a possible internship/job sort of thing. I have no clue how I would do that and NKU's summer dinner theater, but we'll see what happens. Now for the art world... As I mentioned earlier, preparing for an art show was on my to-do list, and it's actually the juried student competition and art show that the university has every year. As I've been drowning in my work all semester, I realized this week that the deadline is next Friday for submissions, so I had been scrambling to catch up and devise methods of obtaining mat board and exhibition frames... because this year I want to do it professionally. So I asked my neurotic drawing professor from last semester about getting application forms, and before I knew it, I found myself assembling my own black exhibition frames, complete with archival foam backing and sheets of glass. Actually, they're on loan to me from my crazy drawing professor. He said that even though I wasn't in his class this semester, he was "requiring" that I enter the show. He breezed into my studio space on the fourth floor, glanced at my work, and told me which ones to submit-- because he "knew" the judge's style and which ones of mine would more than likely sway his judgment in my favor. He gave me the judge's name and told me to look up his work on the Internet to compare his stuff to mine, but I haven't been able to find his name anywhere. Then my neurotic drawing professor cell phoned an art teacher who used to know the judge, gave the woman my name and number, and asked her to give me a call to set up a time when she could evaluate my work and decide which ones are most likely to win scholarships and get into the show. "Think of me as your professional friend through this process," my drawing teacher said to me. I still think of him as nuts. But I really have to hand it to him; he didn't have to do that for me yet he thinks my work is good enough that I need more of a professional backing among people who know the business. I don't think he normally does favors like that for people, especially students, but I really appreciate it because now the only thing I have to worry about is buying mat board, which I'll do tomorrow. "I'm going to see to it you'll win a scholarship out of this," he said. Considering my university scholarship runs out at the end of next year, I'll definitely need to earn some flow. I don't know how my pastel figure drawings could get me a scholarship when there are so many other enlightened artists in this department, though. I guess we'll see. So between my crazy drawing professor and Steve in the scene shop, I'd say I owe them both a lot for helping me along in my two majors. I don't know how I'll repay them when I am graduated. It feels so awesome to know that your work is appreciated, though.
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