Done

I am now, as of yesterday, officially done with my concentration! Well, technically that was last Friday, except that I wanted to do a new piece to replace a particularly crummy one I did at the beginning of the year. Here are my last two concentration pieces (both about the meaning of life): 

Any feedback is appreciated.

*also, please note the sarcasm in the parentheses of that third sentence* Turn to page 394, turn to page 394, in the words of the great Professor S. Snape. Two months and three weeks before HP comes out.

Still tomato red. Don't know what to say after that picture. mmmm...well, I spent most of today working on my second concentration piece. it's an acrylic, smaller than what I've done in the past. the smaller size is really quite nice. 11 by 14 inches. Going to go look for some more canvases that size. Still tomato red. I'd post pictures except that I'm using my grandma's computer. The other concentration piece is very different than what I'm used to doing. It's a pen and ink drawing with pastel over the top, and much more imaginative. Personally, I think it's a bit more interesting than many of my previous pieces. it might turn out a mess. we'll see. Someone's watching Merlin in the other room. My brother, if you can believe it. I can hear the theme music from all the way across the house. Who would have thought? Somewhat less tomato red. Recovering. Harry Potter comes out in three months! I'm about halfway through the third book right now. Rereading in preparation for the last movie. Harry and pals are all so sweet and innocent. HP is definately my comfort series. Face returned to completely normal color. Heart still beating somewhat faster than normal. Mortification mitigated.

Today I have a piano recital, which I'm not particularly excited about. The piece I have to play is both the fastest and longest piece I've ever played in my life, and my hands always start shaking whenever I get up on stage. In fact they're shaking now. I've got an hour and a half left before I have to go. Maybe I'll go do some art. I don't know. Or practice breathing exercises.

Stickwork

I was volunteering at the library yesterday, unloading bins and such, when this book called Stickwork by Patrick Dougherty came through. This guy makes sculptures and other structures out of sticks on a very large scale. The book had some pretty cool pictures. Anyways, I got really excited and started flipping madly through the pages. Well, then I thought the library ladies might start shooting me evil looks for not doing what I was supposed to be doing, so I put it down and sent it through check-in. Except then the lady at check-in picked it up and started flipping through the pages. Anyways, here are some images:


I gaze at my computer screen in awe.