Shape Happens

If one contemplates the idea of "Graduate School," then one might surmise of a concentrated effort on the advancement of personal/technical skills through large projects of professional caliber in an attempt to hone said skills to that of high level industry standards, whereupon the result of intense study yields a professional career in which one can attain greatness, no? Yet I find myself at the bottom of a canyon I once thought had been conquered long ago, i.e. "the Basics." Indeed, my first class, Chiaroscuro (the study of light and dark), begins with the study of basic forms and shapes that each and every object in this vast yooneeverse can be broken down into, such as spheres, cylinders and cubes. Our first task was to draw the shapes to master their form, through which I was brutally reminded that "Ah caint draw shapes fer sheeit."

This past weekend, apart from being sunny and beautiful as opposed to foggy, cold and supportive of mass delirium, I got to see an all-girl band, The Shes, at an outdoor block party. If you have not heard of this band before, it is most likely due to the fact that they are fairly new, have only a handful of songs, and are under the age of fifteen. Despite that, they were very good; especially their drummer, who's maybe four feet tall and could rival Joey Kramer from Aerosmith.

Below are more shape studies, a picture of The Shes, and photographic evidence that experimental weight loss studies should always be attempted out of public view (I'll bet it tasted good though.)