part-time job, etc.

i never talk about my part time job, so i guess i will mention it…

the constant flow of money, even if it isnt a lot, is teaching foundation part time at visual 21, a portfolio school. wednesdays i head over to la crescenta and saturdays, los angeles…. suupppeerrr koreatown.

this is one of my student’s drawings, andrew wang. he is working on his first still life.

i have my own pedagogical quarrels about the atmosphere, but beggers cannot be choosers really. it gets the job done. for the most part, i help students build their portfolios that will help them get into art school. i encourage conceptual art and projects concentrating on technical skill. i also help as much as i can with acrylic, since most of my students want to learn more about the properties of paint. then i decided to assign the kids homework, and since then, kids stopped coming to my classes, which actually turns out because the class size reduced to about 7 students, so i can give more focus to my classes. its pretty awesome.

oh man i cant remember why but  i think i watched something and it made me cry so i wiped my face with my sleeve. i completely forgot and threw on my hoody from last night and found the traces of tears and eye make up  around the cuff.  haha what the hell…

maybe it had something to do with slumdog millionaire… i cant help it when i see anything having to do with slumdog, i cry. i freakin hate it. oh… wait i was watching crash and that man shoots the little girl and the dad is screaming… gah!!! ive seen it how many times but i still cry everytime i see it without fail. LAME.

i have paint on everything, my clothes, my couch, my boots, the bathroom… everywhere… its kinda gross.. haha

i think that blog i wrote the other day really helped pull me out of a funk. epic. oh man especially because i had a bad night yestarday…. im painting today and i feel good because things are coming together, ill show you guys later