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Today is Yom Kippur - aka the day of Atonement for you non-Jew types. It's supposed to be a day of prayer and fasting, but instead I've made it a day of introspection. I graduated from UNC Charlotte about four months ago, and while I got a lot of the things I was hoping for (a job, an apartment, new friends, spending money), I've slacked off on a lot of other things. I have not completed one painting since I graduated. I've had lots of ideas, and I have one "in the works" but it's been FOUR months! I was doing a painting - a four foot by four foot painting - every two weeks in school! I've done a page and a half of Octogirl, but once again - FOUR MONTHS. And I have had only a few free-lance assignments, the majority of were photo assignments from work or stuff for Three Little Birds (wher I had my internship) - so I haven't really gotten the freelance thing going yet.
Originally this had a lot to do with lack of time and space. When I first moved to DC I was living out of suitcases in Brian and Josh's place. Brian and Josh were packing, my stuff was everywhere, and in any spare time we had we were looking for a new apartment. Then when we found the new apartment, we spent a lot of time unpacking and moving in.
But now there are no more excuses. We are unpacked. My art things are all set up in a corner of the apartment ready to be used. I have a table to put my paint on, an easel, two masonite boards, paint, paintbrushes, a tarp, and everything else I could want. I have a pack of 50 postcards to send out to potential clients, and four days a week free in which to address these postcards, work on Octogirl, finish my painting, and work on some of those digital things I'd been doing. It's time for me to stop slacking off and start making something of my life!
My other issue is my personal fitness. I thought that living in a city would help me out in this regard, what with walking to the subway and all. Well - let's just say it hasn't. While I don't gasp for breath walking up a flight of stairs, I'm hardly marathon material. It's true that I can't afford a gym membership, but I can certainly afford $50 for some dumbbells and free weights. And the city swimming pool is free and well-within walking distance. It's time for me to stop wishing I was a different person and start becoming that different person.
Anyway for those who still read this thing - how do you think you're doing since graduation? Do you feel the same way I do, or do you feel like you're more or less where you wanted to be at this point?
Originally this had a lot to do with lack of time and space. When I first moved to DC I was living out of suitcases in Brian and Josh's place. Brian and Josh were packing, my stuff was everywhere, and in any spare time we had we were looking for a new apartment. Then when we found the new apartment, we spent a lot of time unpacking and moving in.
But now there are no more excuses. We are unpacked. My art things are all set up in a corner of the apartment ready to be used. I have a table to put my paint on, an easel, two masonite boards, paint, paintbrushes, a tarp, and everything else I could want. I have a pack of 50 postcards to send out to potential clients, and four days a week free in which to address these postcards, work on Octogirl, finish my painting, and work on some of those digital things I'd been doing. It's time for me to stop slacking off and start making something of my life!
My other issue is my personal fitness. I thought that living in a city would help me out in this regard, what with walking to the subway and all. Well - let's just say it hasn't. While I don't gasp for breath walking up a flight of stairs, I'm hardly marathon material. It's true that I can't afford a gym membership, but I can certainly afford $50 for some dumbbells and free weights. And the city swimming pool is free and well-within walking distance. It's time for me to stop wishing I was a different person and start becoming that different person.
Anyway for those who still read this thing - how do you think you're doing since graduation? Do you feel the same way I do, or do you feel like you're more or less where you wanted to be at this point?