'Exhausted' should be a mood choice.

Me and some friends (=dementedsped being one of them, ~OxygenHare was also there for moral support) went to Disney this past weekend to do some chalk art for a contest at the Festival of the masters.
<-- Good times?

There were originally supposed to be four of us working on this, but one kid bailed so it was just three of us. Fffffffff. The team next to us that was also from our school did an O'Keefe. It looked like a giant vagina. It was great.

Ha ha, the second day when we went to go pick up our third guy, Sami, we sort of forgot where his house was... We ended up first knocking on the door of the wrong house, then going in circles which caused us to meet up with some lady twice who we followed to her house so she could ask her son if he knew where Sami lived. He didn't. We eventually got there sometime after I stepped in a pile of dog shit.

Last year, when we went to go do this, they had Disney songs (only like 12, playing in a loop for three days) and we couldn't conceive of how it could possibly be worse. But then. This year it was just Smooth Jazz in a loop, punctuated by some dance party occuping the stage we were setup next to, blasting horrible Disney channel teeny-bopper music. We all much prefered Be a Man and Multi-Cultural Be Our Guest.

That being said, sometimes the guy in charge of that would teach the kids dances. Classic, iconic type dances along with newer hip hop stuff. And I won't lie, I felt like quite the badass walking to the bathroom covered in chalk dust from head to toe with Thriller pulsing in the background.

Driving back and fourth to the site each day, I began to notice something. The road Disney World is on is called Buena Vista... Boulevard, I want to say. (probably wrong) I've known that for some time. What I didn't notice were all the other Buena Vista roads, streets, lanes, and parkways. Or the Buena Vista Heights, or Buena Vist Woods, which both seem to be highstanding neighborhoods. And isn't there a Lake Buena Vista over there somewhere, too? Why is everything there named Buena Vista? Hell, even their game company is called Buena Vista!

Speaking of Buena Vista Games, let me say this one thing: Cosplaying is fun and neat to do, but there is a time and a place for it. Halloween Party? Go for it! Larping with your friends? Feel free! Photoshoot? Of course! Convention? That's what those are <... ]]> ~Zorrin http://Zorrin.deviantart.com/journal/28271769/ http://Zorrin.deviantart.com/journal/28271769/ Tue, 10 Nov 2009 14:59:33 PST BFK - Webcomic | Sketchblog | last.fm

Today I was looking through some of my old sketchbooks from a couple of years ago, and I realized that despite my various shortcomings and my fears of inconstitancy, I used to be a lot worse. I have a consistant drawing style now, even if my format of presentation beyond the sketching stage can get a little iffy here and there.

And most importantly, I noticed how much I take my beloved BFK characters for granted. I was looking at some initial sketches for my character Leigh and I see how far she's come... Reed and a lot of the other ones, too. I might put some of these sketches up on my sketchblog later, but right now I'm just marvelling on how far something can come in what, two years? (oh shit BFK's next anniversary is next month isn't it)

I was also admiring some of my characters from five years ago, and how incredibly lame they are. But, at the same time, I can see the potential there. I mean, sure, if I were to do anything with them I'd have to give them all huge design and backstory overhauls (as well as make them less weeaboo--something I didn't seem to learn soon enough) but I can see each of them working out splendidly somehow.

Which brings me back to what I said at first about my inconsistencies in my older sketchbooks.... While nothing matches up, you can tell that every page is an experiment. So I guess, in a way, I've lost that. But the thing is, I'm not sad about that, not really, because I know that's what got me to my assurance in myself today. I've learned a valuable lesson today, world. And if you actually read all of that, good for you.

So what do you guys want me to draw for BFK's two year anniversary?

Decided to jump on this whole journal css bandwagon. Not mush to say beyond that.

Uh... lessee... I started volunteering at a local elementary school today. That was prett cool, I guess. I've been involved in a lot of cause-related and all around goody-goody things lately. Honestly I'm not sure if that's what I want to be doing, but I guess it works for now. There are worse ways to idley spend your adolescense then helping out children.

And that has been my rant.