This morning I had the peculiar thought that, contrary to childhood aversion, teaching might have something in it for me after all - if, perhaps, not the traditional profession of it - for the first thing that comes to mind when wondering why I'm persisting as both half-baked musician and artist is so that if I find some measure of fulfillment down this path, perhaps someday someone will hear of the tale and think hey, maybe it's not hopeless after all. Or that could just be my lack of mentorship speaking. As a friend pointed out recently, somewhat accurately: "I always hear about you teaching but I never hear about your teachers!"
Anyway, o eljay-land, I bring thee greetings from the University of Oregon, Term #2 (Spring) where life is starting to look more normal (I am presently skipping a lecture to do work for another class - just like home!), except that I am spending huge blocks of time in 3d modeling/animation/digital art/drumming. It is like living for the first time. (Oh, and other exception: there's a pretty decent buffet just downstairs. I am eating too much. Let's just say belts are unnecessary these days)
It also means I do not have enough hours in a day, thus, like probably some legions of bloggers have attempted, I'm currently on polyphasic sleep of the flexible variety, coming to the end of week three. This essentially means averaging 4-6 hours downtime a day instead of 8-10 but without feeling like death, plus the days don't speed by quite so fast and I get the lovely productive middle-of-the-night hours when everyone else is asleep. Mmm.
Right, breakfast over. Back to work! One last thing - art posts (some school-related, some not) are goin' up on my tumblr. I may also occasionally be livestreaming but I'll probably just announce those on facebook.
Anyway, o eljay-land, I bring thee greetings from the University of Oregon, Term #2 (Spring) where life is starting to look more normal (I am presently skipping a lecture to do work for another class - just like home!), except that I am spending huge blocks of time in 3d modeling/animation/digital art/drumming. It is like living for the first time. (Oh, and other exception: there's a pretty decent buffet just downstairs. I am eating too much. Let's just say belts are unnecessary these days)
It also means I do not have enough hours in a day, thus, like probably some legions of bloggers have attempted, I'm currently on polyphasic sleep of the flexible variety, coming to the end of week three. This essentially means averaging 4-6 hours downtime a day instead of 8-10 but without feeling like death, plus the days don't speed by quite so fast and I get the lovely productive middle-of-the-night hours when everyone else is asleep. Mmm.
Right, breakfast over. Back to work! One last thing - art posts (some school-related, some not) are goin' up on my tumblr. I may also occasionally be livestreaming but I'll probably just announce those on facebook.
