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| It's funny because it's true... |
Eye exams are kind of a bittersweet thing for me... I'm always ecstatic to get new glasses so I'm not like a female Mr. Magoo, but, in the same respect, I don't look forward to finding out exactly how bad my eyes have gotten. As it is, without my glasses, I can barely see the big letter "E" at the top of the chart. I'm surprised they haven't declared me legally blind...
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| It's an art thing... |
After I got my eyes examined (and received the bad news about how bad my vision is), I went into the frame room to pick out what will be my new frames. I had to make sure I took a picture of myself wearing them and explained to the two women there that I needed it to finish up the new self portrait I was drawing for the occasion. They both seemed rather surprised that I drew my profile pictures as opposed to using a photo, so I decided to show them a sample of my past profile pictures. They were both incredibly floored by my work. I must say, it was wonderful to receive so much high praise on my work. Most of the time, it goes relatively unnoticed and I begin to wonder if anyone likes the crap I draw. But then days like yesterday happen and I find a renewed purpose in my art. It's a great feeling!
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| It's all about cattitude... |
But that would require some motivation on my part and I just don't think I have that kind of gumption...
C'est la vie...


