WIP of Page...3. Or something.
It took me two runs of Scott Pilgrim to finish the ground alone. I suck at this shit.

And my contrast. And postures! My drawings are always like still life, no movement, no life. I should practice harder. Le sigh. And how funny is it that Tim's selling paintings of random forest food? HAHA.

WIP of Page...3. Or something.
It took me two runs of Scott Pilgrim to finish the ground alone. I suck at this shit.

And my contrast. And postures! My drawings are always like still life, no movement, no life. I should practice harder. Le sigh. And how funny is it that Tim's selling paintings of random forest food? HAHA.

Damn. I couldn't resist that 'Create A Blog' button.

Senior Project is the ultimate coming-of-age experience, college-style. I just can't leave this journey to plain memory alone and NOT chronicle it.

So behold, the woes. The agony, the psychological torture. I'm sure you don't wanna read the petty little cries of a graduating student, but nobody's forcing you to stay here anyway.

Anyway, cut the crap. I'm Joy Marie, I'm 20 (holy shit) and I'm working on my senior project right now. If you read the posts and found them confusing, I don't blame you.