After two weeks of break, I have begun school again. It's fairly odd to see so many people walking around, as the summer trimester had about 250 students total on the entire campus. I was finally able to move into my new studio in the Spivak house. I share a room with Jack, who took no time in putting up two posters of a man's muscular chest with our names written on them in marker. It feels good to actually have a place to paint again. I got no less than two canvases and six boards ready to paint on Friday, with two more canvases still to streach for Monday if I find the money to buy the canvas. Perhaps my output this semester will be monolithic - although I only have two studio classes - More time to "really" paint I guess.
Somehow I also scored a solo exhibition in a few weeks somewhere at school. I presented some of my digital work to an Experimental Drawing class and the teacher basically told me I'll have a solo show in a few weeks. More of a, "you will be showing", rather than a, "do you want to show?" The show will be through the "Institute for Experimental Studies" so I'm fairly stoked. A pretty trinket on the rŽsumŽ.
This does somewhat adds complexity to my idea of what I'm going to produce, Art-wise this semester. I really don't know what path I'm going to take, but I've almost exclusively been figure drawing three hours every other day, and the experimental drawings I'm going to be working on and showing are in the complete opposite side of the spectrum.
I always seem to do this.
I might as well do both concurrently - wouldn't that screw with people's heads. I guess I'll figure it out - I always do.
Last Friday, I saw Pansy Division at the Larimer Lounge - another place I've been haunting fairly frequently. Pansy Division is known as being one of the first all-gay rock band, with songs dealing with sexual identity, the gay lifestyle, homophobia and gettin' down with a hot guy - all with a good dose of humor. A great show, to say the least. I couldn't really stop laughing at some of their antics.
The Swayback was one of the opening bands, alongside Dr. Neptune. I've lost count on how many times I've seen The Swayback this year, but it has to be at least half the shows they've put on in Denver. I went to the show along after not being able to find anyone to go with me. I met up with at least 10 people i knew, including some people I hadn't seen since my Brother's Wedding. Laura wasn't one of them and I really miss her.
Saturday, I did laundry, and worked on Mojo Mail, both of which I haven't done in a while. As for no laundry, "Going Commando" is fun for just so long. As for programming a web based computer program - it's such an odd thing for me to do. I'm basically in my last year of school and much of my time is spend writting computer code. I wonder if there will be a time when I don't have to do this anymore, or if something like Mojo Mail will always be a project of mine. I'm undecided on if this a good or bad thing.
Sunday, I again went to Lucong's free figure drawing session, and went skating for the first time in around a month afterwards. I stopped previously after falling on my hip badly - bad enough to have trouble walking to my car, or for that matter, driving it for a few weeks. I was a bit concerned. It felt good to skate again and the Denver skatepark has a new addition to it since the last time I skated it. My hip feels fine and I was getting some fairly high backside airs in the Handicap Bowl and was even able to roll in frontside into it. I was seriously out of breath after each run felt a bit bad for allowing myself to be so out of shape.
At least this whole, "Life Drawing" thing is starting to work out for me. I always seem to worry that I can't draw.
