I've had this song in my head all day.
I've got to make a life-changing decision and i don't know what to do.
Someone take PJ Harvey away from me before i decide to live in a cupboard with my books and music and never come out again.
Hmm, so, yesterday was matriculation and that took all of two minutes.
Friday is our first meeting as 4th years and in-between the two is finding my studio - which a huge part of me hopes is in the huts so i can retain my hermit-like status - and claiming a space.
I did not feel like a 4th year whilst looking a the 4th year board. Not one little bit.
Also, if anyone has the chance, you should watch A Portrait of Scotland on BBC FOUR, presented and written than no other than Mister Peter Capaldi. It's a brilliant run through of the development of Scottish Art and Capaldi doesn't fail to hold your interest. Being a former Glasgow School of Art student himself and studying alongside no other than Peter Howson, he's able to speak in a perceptive and understandable way. Artists can more than often pick up on things that untrained eyes cannot and that's always nice to witness after the countless, mind-numbingly formulaic, suicidally boring art programmes out there. I wish they'd have shown me stuff like this in lectures. I might have stayed awake more often.
watching: gilmore girls
Twelve is one of my all-time favourite books and it's being adapted into a film.
Pretty exciting i thought.
That was until i read the cast list and much to my dismay it well and truly blows.
Three of the main parts are being taken on by Chace Crawford of Gossip Girl pretty boy fame, Emma 'i wouldn't have a career if my aunt wasn't famous' Roberts and best of all, best of freakin' all, 50 Cent.
And this is to name but a few of the useless hacks about to obliterate a book i love!
I hate when this happens.
beatles - while my guitar gently weeps
This is mostly due to the paralysis that even the most fleeting thought of the ever looming last year of university causes.
Take 'terrified' and jump up about a billion steps and you've got me.
Blargh.
Anyhow, i forced myself to draw today. Not long but long enough to kill some of the fear. I was going to finish this but as it is becoming significantly clear, i just don't do that. Unfinished drawings. More potential. Leonardo da Vinci said that. Or maybe Michelangelo. I forget.
This is currently my favourite page from my sketchbook.
I like the bittersweetness of a statement like that.
watching: dawson's creek
Modest Mouse never fail to surprise
Vicious!
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