So alas, I've realized that Blogging is a lot like eating Chocolate Bars... If I eat too many I become sick of it and henceforth do not want to continue doing it.
BUT THIS MUST BE STOPPED. So I'll bring y'all up to speed.
So working on the Dada Art really... Got me out of my zone. My mojo, if you will. I even consider myself for the most part an 'abstract-type artist', but it kept pinching at me that I wouldn't do something like this in my own time. Last year I made this GORGEOUS print poster that I spend about a month on in Art Class with Ms. Friedman. And I would have never, ever have felt disconnected from it. I think that's it, I feel disconnected from the Dada Art. We had two in class art days with it, and the stuff that I do is usually unique because of how in depth and how much that I truly love it because I spend so much time on it.
This whole acting business is a bit daunting and more vague on my part, apologies. But seriously, seventh grade Jessica would probably have fainted from the idea of an improv class. I want to be clear that it's not that I don't LIKE acting, it's that I am as self conscious as a turtle and deserve to be treated as such. And my strike-a-pose nature tends to always look the same, and my dialogue usually has to do with what's on my mind. It's harder to get through to it because my mind is such a messy, funked up place. I want to be able to do all this groovy stuff, when in reality I'm just stuck in my head. So there you go.
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Yes, you are stuck in your head. Stuck in the way you think things are suppose to be, the expectations of how you expect it to go - the same problem which clubbed you in STAC art. "But I love art! Why don't I love this???"
Because sometimes, even for an artist, art making is a damn job! Welcome to a sliver of reality! But what is important isn't the revelation, it is learning to create and carry on through the reservations. Does that make sense? It should, because it is what you are doing, which is exactly the point.
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