If I may, I would like to begin this post with a rant. A rant about technology and it’s limitations.
You see, I love my Mac. I would gladly sacrifice my dignity to defend it to any nay-saying Windows disciple out there. But right now all I want to do is rip the power cord out of the wall (even better if it takes a piece of dry wall with it for emphasis), stomp to my balcony, throw my head back and punt this piece of junk into the raging storm.
I won’t do it. I would feel guilty immediately. Mac and I have been through a lot together and I’ve become attached. I hear you can love someone without really liking them. I believe this is one of those relationships. Tomorrow it will probably do something really sweet and I’ll forget this ever happened. For now, it’s sleeping in the living room.
Okay enough rant.
I still haven’t posted my final two sculptures in my figure sculpture class. So, they’re not the Michelangelos I once said they’d be. I can say, though, I learned so much about the figure in this class and my drawing (and sculpting) will never be the same again.
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