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I'd like to rest my weary head tonight on a bed of California stars
2001-12-13 17:20:11
dreddnott's post about anime related dreams made me remember three that I've had over the past few years.
It's funny... considering the amount of anime I've seen, I should have had a lot more, but I can count the number of dreams I've had in which anime characters have appeared on one hand.
Here are the three that I remember fairly clearly:
The first one is the most recent, I think in August - it's pretty straightforward. I dreamed that I was driving Jet Black around Austin (the streets and cars were "reversed", like in England, and I was driving on the right side of my car), just showing him the sights, pointing out the Capitol, etc. At the time I had that dream, I was neck-deep in editing "At The End of the Day", and my father was in town visiting, so that was just a mishmash of the two.
The second was about a year and a half ago... I dreamed that Spike Spiegel measured my height with a measuring tape. Don't know why...
Also had one in college where Heero Yuy was trying to kill me, and I was trying to sell him something. Don't remember much about that, either.
The third, though, is the funniest (though at the time I was dreaming it, it was a horrific nightmare). This was around my Senior year in highschool, I think. Anyway, I'm at the TCBY in Parkway City Mall with some friends (to give you an idea of the setting, Parkway City Mall was built in the 1960's when Huntsville's population boomed, then fell into disrepair in the 80's. It was one of those weird "ghost malls" until it got revamped in the mid-90's.)
So I'm standing at the counter ordering some frogurt, and my boyfriend comes up behind me and says hello. With him is his new friend, Tetsuo, of AKIRA fame. Now, Tetsuo's not looking too happy. He's real pale and seems sick. My boyfriend introduces us, then leans over to me and whispers, "be nice to him... show him a good time, okay?"
Next thing I know I'm sitting on one of the mall benches with Tetsuo, who BEGINS TO MUTATE FROM THE WAIST DOWN. It's nasty. Just like in the movie. Naturally, I freak out and try to run away, but he grabs my forearm and begs me to help him. I don't know what else to do, so I offer him my frogurt. I'm feeling really nervous and grossed out when my boyfriend reappears alongside me and says, "Oh, please be patient with Tetsuo. He's had a rough couple of days."
Indeed he has.
Creepy mutating mofo.
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I thought that we'd be last to go / it is so strange the way things turn
2001-12-13 12:13:38
Heh. I was actually tossing and turning last night over how bad my art's been for the past couple of weeks... since nothing's going on at work (it's finals week), I called in to say I'd be late (I was awake from like 3 to 6 this morning) and came in at 10:30.
I don't like being late for work, but one advantage is that I miss all the rush hour traffic and get there in 15-20 minutes instead of 40.
Anyway, I was in such a bad bad mood last night, what with the dismal weather, turning to rain and hail, and the bad art, and the feeling stupid, and the gefloigel and the mmmm...
...and then, this morning I stepped outside and the I got into my car and what song should be coming from my CD player but "Don't Give Up" by Peter Gabriel. I looked up, noticed a bright blue break in the clouds, and light spreading all over downtown.
I played that song three times over on my way here... and I think I'm going to try to draw again.
I get so wound up when something like that happens... a bad art slump, I mean. It's not like I have another skill that I can fall back on should my drawing hand go lame or my eyes go bad. I can't just say, "oh, well, if I can't draw, I can always [insert other livelihood/activity here]".
It's especially frustrating when things happen like they did yesterday - that is, I really get on a good roll and think a picture's coming along fine... and then I step back and look at it later, and it's ASS.
The good part about incidents like this, I suppose, is that I can spot flaws (especially when they leap off the paper and SCREAM AT ME) in my art and keep improving. I know that if I drew the pic I drew last night back in June, I'd think it was the greatest thing ever.
Which it's so not.
But I plan on fixing it today. The nose is the main problem...
Last night I dreamed I was walking through a field and came across a small Baptist church. It was Sunday morning and cars were parked out front, and people were filing in for the service. I stood there and watched them go by in their dresses and suits... then I noticed what I thought was a crazy old man talking to himself.
It turned out he was the minister, and he was delivering his sermon outdoors, while his congregation just went right past him to sit inside the church, even though he was still outside. It was like no one even knew he was there.
After all the people had gone inside, he said the last few words of his sermon, and suddenly turned to me and asked, "are you ready to be a soldier?"
I'm going to go crazy trying to figure that one out. -
there's no point in direction when you cannot even choose a side
2001-12-13 00:06:07
FUCK.
FUCK FUCK FUCK.
Why can't I DRAW?!?!?
Rather, why do I keep thinking I can draw well, and then 5 hours later, realize I've churned out utter DOG CRAP?
Goddammit. Even Brett admits it looks bad, and that's a bad sign.
I hate this.
T_T
Probably going to take down a raftload of art tomorrow. - there's a party in my mind, and i hope it never stops 2001-12-12 17:17:28 shaister: Hee! Reminds me of the time (according to my receipt) I got served "1 Bean" at Taco Bell.
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warning sign, warning sign / see my hair / like the design? / pay attention, pay attention
2001-12-12 12:19:00
Guhh. Wotta night, wotta morning.
A friend of ours was supposed to come in from Waco last night but ended up cancelling at the last minute. Of course this was after I'd put all my plans on hold for him. -_-
Woke up with a dry mouth and an achy stomach. The weather outside is cold and rainy and dismal. Persistent cough... bleh. Just a "bleh" day.
Good things:
Lots of people have been drawing on the BBTCB Oekaki board. (Tian Ning and Mara Karapetian just showed up! Yay!) I love seeing people's artwork. (Bowler, you should draw too, once you get your tablet working!) Someone did a great picture of Vicious and didn't sign their name. Sad!
KoHD DVD on pre-order. 7800 yen. Does that come with a tub of Vaseline?
Links for today (relevant to each other):
http://dailynews.yahoo.com/h/nm/20011211/hl/toys_1.html - article about the usual pseudo-Christian nutjobs who are trying to Save! The! Children! this holiday season
http://www.lionlamb.org/Dirty_2k-02.htm - The toy list itself
http://www.lileks.com/bleats/index.html - James Lileks' hilarious response, to which everyone seems to be expecting me to take great offense. (Hey, anime's like certain foods or music - some folks like it, some don't. *shrug*)
Subj header today comes from the most screwed up Heads song ever.
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