I am moving heaven and earth... uh, or shuffling my bank accounts and long term savings around, and fast talking my parents into letting me borrow a credit card so I can reserve a plain ticket, and cut them a check to pay them back, so I can be there to see your 2x3' prints. I've seen my own stuff go from an image floating on a computer screen to printed up all propa' and hanging in a gallery like setting (my college's non-juried art salon at least) and the effect of seeing a work in the physical world on glossy paper at the dimentions you imagined it at can be quite an experience. I hope I don't go into some kind of fanboy overload when I see your show.
Digressing into a reminiscence of that Non-Juried art salon at my Alma Mater, there was a clear furry submitting stuff to that as well. She was pretty great, and I reversed her school e-mail address from her full name as printed on a placard underneath her art. Told her she was obviously the best artist in the show, because that's how I felt. We met in the school's cafe, and talked a while because she was excited to have a fan. I didn't bring up furry at all, but I'd seen her in the commons browsing yerf, so I knew. Found out she was like super evangelical christian and ended up getting "witnessed" to what an awkward time that was!
Oh, also I referred to my university as my Alma Mater, which means Nourishing Mother in Latin, but clearly, now that I'm several years an alumnus, I'm sure that my Alma Mater must have been of some sot of insect species that devours it's young, because my loan debt is unreasonably enormous. Maybe I'll be able to afford a car by the time I'm 40.
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Date: 2008-06-23 06:47 pm (UTC)Digressing into a reminiscence of that Non-Juried art salon at my Alma Mater, there was a clear furry submitting stuff to that as well. She was pretty great, and I reversed her school e-mail address from her full name as printed on a placard underneath her art. Told her she was obviously the best artist in the show, because that's how I felt. We met in the school's cafe, and talked a while because she was excited to have a fan. I didn't bring up furry at all, but I'd seen her in the commons browsing yerf, so I knew. Found out she was like super evangelical christian and ended up getting "witnessed" to what an awkward time that was!
Oh, also I referred to my university as my Alma Mater, which means Nourishing Mother in Latin, but clearly, now that I'm several years an alumnus, I'm sure that my Alma Mater must have been of some sot of insect species that devours it's young, because my loan debt is unreasonably enormous. Maybe I'll be able to afford a car by the time I'm 40.