Sep. 6th, 2005
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Sep. 6th, 2005 03:19 pmWent up to Ms. Reinhard to ask for my sketchbook back as soon as I got into the classroom.
"I discovered this weekend that I am nothing without my book, can I have it back please?"
"And it's quite a strange book, too."
And it amuses the hell out of me....
I went up with my two little pieces of paper and I floored her. She even felt compelled to show the rest of the class, which made me feel a bit uncomfortable, but still.
This time she told me she didn't want washes. Damn her. But she won't make me redo either of them -- they're suitable for my two finals. I now need two more final ink pieces with ink backgrounds, not ink washes.
I was told by one of my fellow students that I was "damn good" -- makes me feel silly.
"I discovered this weekend that I am nothing without my book, can I have it back please?"
"And it's quite a strange book, too."
And it amuses the hell out of me....
I went up with my two little pieces of paper and I floored her. She even felt compelled to show the rest of the class, which made me feel a bit uncomfortable, but still.
This time she told me she didn't want washes. Damn her. But she won't make me redo either of them -- they're suitable for my two finals. I now need two more final ink pieces with ink backgrounds, not ink washes.
I was told by one of my fellow students that I was "damn good" -- makes me feel silly.