So, I ended up signing up for an LIS class, for Summer. There’s a weird story behind it, but basically…I found out at 2 AM last night that I could register at 7 AM, and picked out a class. When I got up…whenever I did (?) I was able to grab one of the three seats (out of 30-something) left in it.
DID I SAY “SERENDIPITY” LAST NIGHT, OR…
This class is on User Experience, which I hope will be engaging. It’s also a 10-week class, so it shouldn’t be too compressed. Why am I taking it? Web Development is my aim after and if I attain the Master’s. At least now, that much is clear; and UX should help with that aim. At least, I’m hoping. I don’t know the intricacies of the different job titles surrounding Web Publishing, yet.
In other arenas, I also forgot to take medication until 2 AM last night (I was reminded at 9 PM, but forgot), so I was fairly wiped out, today. I did listen to two lectures today — er, yesterday — anyhow, and got a good survey of what needs to be done before next Monday (it just keeps coming). The major problem is that I have days when I do a lot of schoolwork, and then days following where I don’t want to even think about schoolwork. The dynamic then states that the work gets backed up and the cycle repeats (when, that is, I don’t miss an assignment entirely because I stubbornly refuse to acknowledge college at all — it wouldn’t be as possible at a traditional school).
It’s magnified as things are now because I do have one significant assignment to do (I can’t just let it slide like the Discussion post; it’s worth 15% of my grade), the material for which I’ve forgotten: so I’ve just got to re-do some readings (these were readings I did in Hawaii, and I was so burnt out from Hawaii after getting back, that I couldn’t do the corresponding work on time [my brain was not functioning adequately. I guess you could say it was off-balance]).
So today has mostly been spent in front of the computer — like yesterday — and I know that’s a recipe for depression. I probably shouldn’t even be awake now; it will soon be 1 AM. Because I seem to have cheated myself out of the relaxing art class I wanted to take during the Summer, I’m also now a little irritated with myself. I have a couple of weeks to back out; but it was necessary to reserve a space in this class, if I wanted to take it.
My major issue is that on one hand, I have a limited amount of time to fit all this training in; on the other hand, I’m a bit…angry that I have to grow up? Finishing the Art AA did give me a sense of completion; on the other hand, if I had dropped everything to re-enter the MLIS program as soon as I thought of it, I’d have a bit more wiggle room. Right now I should be taking three classes per semester until graduation. If I had started a semester prior, and worked through Summer Session, I would only have to take two.
I’m also a bit irritated that the Art degree seems relatively worthless, although I obviously invested in it and enjoyed it, and respected it. I still respect it. It’s just really…it feels not-right that Art can’t be a way of life. My valuations and broader society’s valuations do not match; I might be wrong, but it seems like, at least in the U.S. — and at this point in history — the only thing that’s important is money.
Tonight I did do some reading in the book on mokuhanga — which might be interesting even if I don’t intend to make woodblock prints. It’s much more specialized knowledge than I got from either of the books from the Honolulu Art Museum. One of them in particular…it’s kind of like, “Japanese Art for People Who Know Nothing About Japan.” But I didn’t have time to read that deeply into it, at the Museum. It’s just weird that there’s this cultural divide where I can’t really see how a lot of the information in that book would be new to anyone. But then, there are people who think that the only kind of ramen that exists, comes out of a $0.90 package.
Anyhow: mokuhanga. I’m not sure if the book is topical enough to my interests to buy (although it is indeed beautiful), but it would make a nice companion to Shin Hanga, depending on the content. But then, why would I have it, if I wouldn’t use it? (or is it just that I don’t actually want to mix rice-starch paste?)
Yeah…I’m a bit concerned about bugs eating the colors…
Right. Anyway, I also did go looking through my (art) archives, if they can be called that — they haven’t really been organized. I found my good markers, as well (the Copics, along with some Staedtler Lumocolor drawing pens).
So I was looking through that stuff and thinking back on what drew me away from fantasy storytelling: there is a lot of work building up to a graphic novel project there, which was abandoned at one point or another, for reasons I can guess at, but which I don’t fully recall. Chances are that I was thinking about it too much, or it was getting too real for me…or I realized just how big a workload it would be to write and draw a comic. Or, it could be, I began medication and it quieted all of that.
I did want to say something about how I don’t know how learning works. Particularly, reading. I know that my life is a lot better in quality because I read, but that doesn’t mean that I know how information gets into my brain and stays there. That, though…could just be me tripping out, like I trip out over being embodied, and why anything exists, and this. I just don’t entirely “get” why or how language works. I’m sure that studying XML may do that to a person, though.
So now I have some old drawings to work through — I’m not starting from zero, I had to remind myself. Particularly interesting to me are the possibilities in abstraction, and what might happen if I use full value ranges (almost possible with markers, but not quite: it’s hard to get a very “black” black, but I do have some jarred ink which may work…it’s also possible to use a carbon black watercolor, which I might try on hot-press watercolor paper and/or Bristol board).
I decided to hang back from the sumi ink and watercolors, for now…I’m going to try drawing again. At least, that’s the plan. (Even my Neocolor II and Prang drawings looked nicer than I remember them, but I’ll try and stick with dry media, for now.) After that, I’ll work back into sumi and the soft-hair brushes, and then try watercolor again…maybe.
Maybe something will strike me, in the next two weeks…and cause me to maybe drop UX…it’s just that it seems so much like it was meant to be, though…