First post!

So, the other day I opened up my sketchbook just to scroll through last year's images, and one of the biggest spiders I have ever seen in my life came crawling out. I am terrified of spiders. Every time I watch the second Harry Potter movie (aka last night), I cringe at the spider part. Not the basilisk.The spider. Anyways, this one was ugly and black like a miniature Aragog, and now it's hiding under the table where I do my art. On top of that same table, there's an equally large Aragog rotting under Hawaii's Best Spooky Tales #3. It's been there since the Fourth of July. I've been thinking of moving it, except, every time I lift up the book, another leg falls off. All the more reason to act, I guess. And what's more, I felt bad smooshing it.

A little more recently, I discovered a daddy long-lengs on my head. When I flicked it off, it disappeared, then turned up on my backpack. Last year, in Art 3-4, I was flipping through some old magazines and found a spider stuck between the pages. Freshman year in Art 1 we were doing something that resembled the life drawing set-up a bit and a spider crawled right across the board I was sketching on. I find all this rather odd. What is it with spiders and art? Admittedly, I used to believe that spiders were conspiring against me. That they held little Aragog conventions and plotted foul deeds. Is this a sign? It tells me that I need to get going on my sketchbook again--I mean, I was sketching this summer, but mostly on random scraps of paper that I found lying around. Hmmm....

A bit more on-topic, I had an idea for a concentration: hidden faces. I think it could be pretty fun.