bubbles of creativity

today's flavor: B A S E L I N E
anxiety : 0
agitation : 0
unwanted guests: Drowsiness and fatigue.  This may seem like a depression, but I can tell it's just regular, run-of-the mill drowsiness caused by cough medicine and fatigue from jam-packed vacation.

I've recently received a couple of "potential opportunities" that might be enough to keep me cheered up despite perturbing circumstances.  I'm not quite bubbling with excitement, but I feel like I can't be weighed down.  It's a definite hallelujah.

Here's something funny: an incident occurred that was similar to the one I mentioned in the previous post, in which someone said something that I could have interpreted as a slight.  Only this time I didn't take it so hard; I didn't take it anywhere close to hard at all.  It didn't end in fear and loathing, simply because I'm not in a depressive ep.  Plus there are the aforementioned "potential opportunities" to contemplate. All is good. Alles gut. Sehr gut. 

Très bien. Très, très bien.

Also, I am quite pleased with myself that I managed to take some nice photographs.  It somewhat satisfies the artistic need in me to create something that others think is beautiful.  (Much how that previous statement satisfies my need to create awkward, run-on sentences).

I'm not really that great with the camera.  Maybe just good.  I know how to use a camera to come up with something pretty.  Plus, I admit these pictures have been freshened up - not majorly doctored okay (I'm too proud to do that), just given minor edits for more visual appeal (But uh, that last photo, the one with the girls - THAT had a bit of work.  I had to edit out this big white guy stripping in the background, by the far rock)

I kind of think photography is a cop-out art medium for me, because anyone can make good photos these days.  I mean it's a cop-out especially for me, since I'm supposed to know how to draw and paint and sculpt but haven't done much in that department because I'm not exactly willing to spend on art materials (Yes, the camera cost a lot of money too, but it was a gift, so it hardly counts).  I'm thinking that I should make it my goal this year to make at least one painting.  At least one. As in a real one, on canvas, with real oils or acrylics, not digital.  I keep saying that I'm supposed to be some sort of artistic genius, so I should have something to show for it aside from the stuff I made when I was a student.

I should maybe consider an exhibit.  And that's my excitement-bubble showing.  I should maybe calm down and make an inventory first.