Ahhh…. I have been without a sketchbook for the last week (filled up the last one) and I didn’t realize how much I was missing sketching until I picked a new one up tonight and started playing with those lovely blank sheets of paper. I still can’t over the convenience of living near a large art store. (Pearl) Growing up, I’d have given an arm for something like that.

Current project – playing with my camera. The really nice 35mm one my mom got me for christmas over a year ago and which (until recently) had been gathering dust in my closet as I attended to the thousand and one other projects I had going.

Lessons learned so far:
1. The inside of my apartment is just too damn dark to shoot anything. Especially at night.
1a. Extending the exposure time of the shot without a tripod will only result in a blurry picture. And it will still be underexposed.
2. I will never again drop off a black and white roll of film to be developed at Shop-Rite, even though they claim to be able to develop black and white film.
2a. They developed the negatives correctly, but used color paper for the prints, resulting in three different color casts. (Some were blueish, some were pinkish, some were just muddy)
3. Scanners can fix the above problems.
4. The scanner I want to buy for my home office will have to have a film adapter.

For the time challenged literature fan – Classic Novels in Five Miniutes. Not a cliffs notes, these folks email you five minute installments of a novel daily.

“The children of artists don’t grow up with a lot of romantic notions about the role of the artist.” – Would you believe I didn’t write that line? Jane St. Claire did. Damn true though. You have no idea.