So basically you have a group of back muscles called the “Erector Spinae”. And I asked my students if they knew what the word “Erector” meant. Its a valid question cause its the function of the muscles! And a guy next to me said “…..Erection?”
AND MY FUCKING SLY ASS DOESNT EVEN THINK and replied “good boy.”
IT WAS MY LAST MISTAKE EVER MADE IN MY LIFE. THESE ARE GROWN ASS COLLEGE STUDENTS LIKE ME AND U MENTION ERECTION AND THEY LOSE IT. BUT HERE I AM SAYING “GOOD BOY” TO A GUY THAT SAID “erECTION” AND THEY ARE HOWLING AT THIS POINT. Absolutely losing it.
So throughout the rest of the class anytime someone got a answer right they would just say “good boy” whether it was a boy or girl that answered it. I created the next class meme. This is my legacy.
Sometimes getting angrier at your art means getting better.
For the past few months I had to work with water colours which I’m not very experienced in. Every singe illustration made me so angry…
… mostly because after every mistake I had a new idea on how I could have avoided that mistake. And while I learnt to avoid some of them, I kept making new mistakes that I hadn’t made before… and which I also only figured out after they were done.
But in the end, all those mistakes and ideas add up to some very nice new skills. Level up!!
So, be angry as much as you want. Just don’t stop drawing!
I’ve got a horrible relationship with work. I have this weird idea that I’ll be able to enjoy my free time a lot more after work is done. But then there’s always something to do, so I just keep working myself into a state of exhaustion where I’m either out of time or health to enjoy a well earned break. Please, don’t be me.