Last night at midnight I was jussssssssssst about to sleep when I was woken with the request of going to 80s night at the Engine Room. Ain't gonna say no to a girl on her birthday. So we headed out. I ran into a bunch of cool people. You know. Old friends from college. Danced a little. Drank two cokes. Talked about the business of art. Ran into a friend / "client" and happened to have a logo I'd been working on earlier.
I also did a little bit of drawing this weekend. The tiniest bit of pen work. Fuck. On average, I worked on art waaaaaaaaay more than usual this weekend, but it's not enough. I've got al ot of stuff I want to work on but I'm having a hard tiem cementing the order. The longer I wait for a lot of it, the better it will be because (let's face it) experience compounds.
I met up with an old professor this morning on campus. He really liked me, I guess. He told me I had the best paper in the class, which is hilarious, because I essentially just wrote him a letter about why he'd be interested in Daniel Johnston. I read my friends papers and they were all official papers with MLA CITATIONS and PROFESSIONAL LANGUAGE. Art school. Funny.
I gave him a comic and paid him for a DVD of his work that he sold me. I felt kind of weird buying it...I guess it's probably how my friends feel when I try to hawk my art / centaurs t-shirts on them. He told me that he wants to give me a bunch of other DVD's of his stuff and that'd be free...one of which I've seen, "Why We Must Vote For Bush," which he recorded before the 2004 election. It's a brilliantly sarcastic 15 minute satire which he recorded solely to drop off at the GOP. I wish I could've seen their faces.
Here's a video of his (Jim Roche). I'm afraid his work gets lost in the doldrums of youTube, but keep in mind this is from the late 80s.
Towards the end of our talk, he lamented that he was there to meet with the department chair, and that there were questions of his value as an instructor to students. Friends that took his sculpture class described it to me as a "disaster", but I can tell you that Jim Roche was incredibly motivational to me. For the two years I was at FSU, I was discouraged from making comics or even cultivating a style. A lot of art teachers tell you that you have to learn the tenants of drawing before you can even think about style. I think this is an important thing to hear, yes, but it's never, ever, ever all you need to know about improving yourself as an artist. Style is voice. If your voice is boring and monotonous no one is going to bother to listen to your fucking message. Even an awkward, misformed, unfinished voice is going to be interesting.
I guess it's a good thing I got some Jim Roche time when I did. I had a lot of questions about the business of art, the artist's intention, etc. and he answered them all. It really bums me out that someone who has the same questions next semester might not get the kick they need to work with the confidence that I have now.
Also, I tried showing Wizard People, Dear Reader to Shannon last night and she couldn't appreciate it because she doesn't know anything about Harry Potter. I was reeeeeeeeeally hoping this would actually help. I mean, come on!
"Harry prepared breakfast magic free and labor intensive."
How is that not goddamn hilarious.