New project, much more fun. Several of us have been doing some writing for a Lovecraftian Mythos project. Not alot of the details are set but the first bit of writing seems to be going well.
I had to refund an order from Canada which might have been affected by the strike. It was lower than my mandatory insurance price so I'm just out that. I don't think I'm shipping anything else out there until the strike is over.
The horrible project is over, well I quit the horrible project to be more accurate. I finished to one I was on but did not do the last two revisions from scratch. But anyway, it is indeed over.
I've done three new 4" x 5" sugar skull paintings, and drawn a fourth on canvas. I've got the canvas for the last two "Little Dancer" pieces. Then I think I'm done with those. I've done some more drawing on the remake of my senior project piece but that last panel is still giving me hell. I need to do another flood piece, and I'd like to get back to the bodyscapes as well. Plus there is that weird rpg project I've been thinking of but I should probably clear out more of the older projects first.
I'm quitting the market I've been doing for a few months. I'll go back in sept. if it's still going on but last time I only made door and the time before I only made $14 over so I can't do that every month. I did great there last x-mas season so I do hope it works out in the long run.
I'm going to pull all my work from the shop I've been dealing with b/c I can never get them on the phone and they do not pay me in anything resembling a reasonable time frame.
What I really need is a small cheap local sci-fi convention.
I was supposed to do 5 panels a year ago. I have now done 8, I have also done some small revisions on one from before the project, and now I just have 3 more to go.
I finally broke things off with Derrick. It feels very, very strange to break things off with someone that you are really, really into. It seems like it will be easier to try to track him down and spend time with him etc. if we are just friends again though. I want to get back to the point where I can talk to him again without my chest getting tight and my stomach going into knots. I needed to bleed as much pressure of the situation as I could.
It feels really bad now but I feel like it's more likely to improve now, as before if could only get worse. The important thing now is trying to keep my friend.
Yesterday we went to RHPS at the Prytania. We got the very last two tickets for the night. The picture that I took of my outfit is terrible b/c the ISO on my camera was set very wrong. It was all the way up to 800 which takes very, very grainy pictures. It was my bravest outfit so far, I wore these very tiny plaid shorts that I got to wear under short skirts. I have never actually worn them as just shorts before. Actually I haven't worn shots in public since high school although I might start wearing my black bloomers out since they are great with several of my tops now.
I did an angry robot pumpkin mostly based on Bender. Mikal did the spirit symbol from Mage. It was not my best pumpkin but certainly my most ambitious. I'm finally experimenting with shaving into the pumpkin as well as just cutting out full pieces. The pictures of that are also grainy but it does not come off as quite as bad.
The pictures of tonight's costumes should be better. I was a clockwork doll and Mikal was my inventor.
We walked around for a bit costume watching and waiting to possibly meet up with Gino and his group. However, they did not wan to pay the cover and dancing was my main ambition of the night. The first few times we passed it was The Smiths and Joy Division so I was feeling hopeful. When we actually got in it was not bad but not as great but I got up to dance anyway. After a few songs more stuff I liked came on and the DJ would not let me sit down for a break. It was really one after the other for a bit. When it was closer to leaving time I wanted to get one more in but it was a patch of non-Tara stuff and I desperately needed to go get me an Icee.
When we got in my hips and knees were a little sore, my calves were hard like I'd been bike riding, and my thighs were just squishy and deeply sore. My feet were fine though b/c I wore my comfy silver boots, and I'd left my corset just loose enough that it hadn't bothered me at all unlike last night when I needed the cinching for that outfit. That skeleton cameo corset is the best thing I own, I'm going to do an undead cabaret costume with it next year.
I put up some stuff on Cafe Press but then quickly discovered Zazzle which has a much better engine and a way better deal. I've already sold a print there, another copy of Holy Relics of the Gamer.
Still plodding through the commission of doom. I'm waiting on approval of the pool scene. If approved I get paid again and move on to the complete rework of the restaurant and shop scenes. I'm getting repaid for those since I'm doing them again from scratch.
I've got a painting for Brian's new apartment to work on as soon as I get a minute as well. That will be really nice after all this tiny detail work.
My online jewelry sales are up. I'm pretty sick of the disorganization over at Magazine Metals but I did just get my check for the two things that sold in the last couple of months. I'm torn between trying to catch the owners when they are there to bring in new work or just take out all my old work. I should probably bring in more stuff and at least ride out one more holiday season.
I know what I'm doing for my Halloween costume, when I was a kid I would have finished that planning and my pumpkin design by the middle of summer.
Yay! I sold something on redbubble. Unfortunately I need to sell two or three more things to get enough money to have it transferred over to my paypal.
I take back what I said about my Mom in that last locked post.
I went for a visit yesterday and just got a slightly nasty but mostly incoherent email because I noticed a small amount of grease floating in my drink. I didn't respond, if she really was just venting she'll let it blow over.
But apparently we couldn't spend the night under one roof without killing each other, that policy should not have been questioned. Never question that policy.
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