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Hey, friends! I've realized that Blogger is not for me. Its interface is too clunky for my tastes, and despite its comment system, I feel very far apart from people. So! While I regularly come here to check up on friends and admired artists, you can find me active elsewhere!

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Voici mon secret. Il est très simple: on ne voit bien qu'avec le cœur. L'essentiel est invisible pour les yeux.

A certain prince tames a fennec fox; part of a much larger piece. I'm feeling very tired today.

Sabriel and Bunny

Illustrating Garth Nix's Sabriel has always been a personal project since I read the trilogy. If you haven't read it, you definitely should! It's a fantasy story about necromancy that half takes place in 1930s Australia and half in a medieval world of absolutely terrifying magic. It also has the bravest, most believable heroine of any fantasy novel I've read.

Anyway, I'm back from a weekend at NYCC and I've gotten back into traditional painting. I think paint is my way out of this awful creative rut! More later.

St. John's wort

I have a Tumblr elsewhere in the 'verse in which I'm given prompts to illustrate to, and today's was "superstitions." Now, I love Scottish mythology and folklore, so I went with the archaic use of St. John's wort, which, when carried, warded off malevolent fairies or something like that. In our lovely modern world, St. John's wort is used to ward off depression via herbal treatment. :) So here ya go, have some goddamn fairies.

You know, I think I'm finally starting to come out of my year long art slump. It's a nice feeling.

DONE

Done done done done and DONE!!

I've been mentally done for almost a month now (shame on me), but now I am actually done with my junior year. David Macaulay presenting us all with gifts of the now out-of-print Building the Book: Cathedral was a pretty fabulous way to end my third year at RISD, and a fun semester all in all. I got a firm handshake and a genuine well-wisher for my future, too. Both were appreciated!

As for junior reviews... There seems to be a karmic trend in my life where, if I say that something is likely to happen, it most definitely will not; and likewise, if I badmouth something, it ends up being fantastic.

Don't ask me why, but I expected junior reviews to be drawn out and painful, and a poor way to spend my time when I could be procrastinating from packing. It was, in fact, not painful at all, and went by quickly. My reviewers were pithy, energetic, and enthusiastic for me, and seemed sincerely invested in the development of my work.

So there I was, proven wrong by life again, just like when I said Tangled was going to be awful ("Why can't they just call it Rapunzel? And why is the typeface for it so goddamned ugly?!"), just like when I declared my many options for summer housing (each of which fell through, except for my last option, which I am taking).

This is an artless, masturbatory post about how I am finally done with the pleasantly disguised hell that is RISD* and how I can spend my summer slaving away on Wes Anderson's movie set, whine about how I missed my chance on getting a junior review t-shirt, and actually train properly for judo.

And now I must go pack and drink coffee to keep myself up and running. Moroccan food celebration tonight at Sensei's? or crashing the Brown University graduation dance party with B? Choices, choices...

Bisous!

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*And I mean this in the most loving way, without question. But I think I will appreciate RISD most once I'm out of here.