DIANNAO DE GZROKNK BZZRNK

Apparently I now have this reputation as this crazy computer user with my painting professor. Factors that contributed to this probably include the combined painting-digital media class I took with him last quarter, my job working at Kerr Hall, and how most of the studies I've done for this class have been digital. (But come on, it's so much easier than using actual paint. How archaic.)

Anyway, I'm sitting in the middle of the studio writing out Chinese characters while I'm waiting for my canvas to dry and he walks over. He takes a look, goes "Whaat?" and leans closer. "It's just Chinese homework," I tell him. "Oh!" he says. "I thought it was computer code!"

Where did my benefit of the doubt go?

Also, my carrot-vanilla juice was a bust.

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