Well, I survived another photo critique. This one didn't go as well as the last... probably because I printed most of my images on about four hours of sleep (go me!), thus impairing my proper judgment. I hope my paper didn't sound as airheaded as I did at crits. But... well, it's an art class. I guess I can be allowed to sound a little airheaded. Maybe. I should probably work on sucking at printing, though. ... And on being awake for my classes. I was doing well on the awake thing this morning until about six, when I thought that it'd be a good idea to re-read the poetry book. Somehow I overlooked the fact that it was boring an monotonous and ended up sleeping until 10:30. In the end, I got nine prints done, and I only needed five, so I guess it ended up okay. We ended up in a discussion of the gender of the camera, during which I admitted I wasn't sure of it either, and planned to play with it by taking pictures in the girls' and boys' bathrooms, but unfortunately the lighting in the boys' bathroom sucked. It got weirder from there, in reference to the relativity of gender, and it amuses me now that I'm farther away from it to think of how uncomfortable I would've been had the same conversation gone on while I was in high school. Guess I've grown up or something. To the point that I can admit to sneaking into the boys' bathroom in the Reg. Though apparently not beyond the point that I would sneak into the boys' bathroom in the Reg.
Next week marks our meetings with the prof. I imagine mine going something like this:
Now I think I'm going to go lie down, and try not to think about how I have reading to do for tomorrow that actually needs done, because the professor's gonna be sitting in on discussion. Ick.
Next week marks our meetings with the prof. I imagine mine going something like this:
"You did better on your first two projects. The third was an interesting idea, but why did the printing suck?"
Well, you see... my negatives kind of sucked. In that they were incredibly weird and required lots of dodging and/or burning, which doesn't work well on four hours of sleep.
"Stop procrastinating."
I know.
"Why did your negatives suck?"
For one, I was adjusting to a new lens. Notice how things were in focus this time? Also, I'm beginning to suspect my light meter of treason. It hasn't been the same since I dropped it on Shiva.
"Erm."
Now I think I'm going to go lie down, and try not to think about how I have reading to do for tomorrow that actually needs done, because the professor's gonna be sitting in on discussion. Ick.
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