~coraxcomix

Chucking sucky drawings. May or may not be back.

It looks like I have a three out of five chance of keeping my job. Yay!

Also, I'm buying bead supplies online. I nearly died when I looked at my grand total for everything I've been getting. Fucking expensive stuff. I'm so far in the hole I have no choice but to try and sell things now.

I should add that it's not just DA I'm neglecting--I've been slacking off on my online presence everywhere generally. Life is too busy.

I'm about to get laid off OMG! Apparently, the new corporate-ese for layoffs is "RIF", or "reduction in force". I passive-aggressively retaliated against the news by stealing the tea bags from the break room. Who wants some Darjeeling?

Bleh, so much for science being a more "stable" career.

I know, I know, less talk, more deviations. I may post some pics of the jewelry I'm making before I put my pieces up on eBay. Other than that, don't plan on seeing much from me at DA unless I decide I can make money off of prints here.

It's been a while, eh? Thought I'd pop in to say that I have a job, and my own place, and life is a little less crazy, although I wish I had more time to draw. My uncle is a professional grapic designer and illustrator and he's going to be paying a visit in the summer, and ideally it'd be nice to have a portfolio to show him that doesn't make me want to vomit, so I can get some pointers on my work at its best.

But in the meanwhile I still have a ton of stuff to catch up on--organizing the new place, putting old ghosts to rest, dealing with loss, and the judicial system, and old debts. I look on the last two years of my life and think to myself, "God, when exactly did it all get so strange?" C'est la vie.

I am so incredibly bitter right now. It has been eight months since I graduated and I have not been able to find a job in my field. Everyone who isn't in the industry thinks I must be a retard.

The last interviewer I had nearly laughed me off because I have so much art-and-design-related stuff on my resume, confirming a long-held suspicion I've had--the bothering with art and education at all while I was in school has ultimately put me at a disadvantage in a highly competitve local job market.

Fuck this shit. It was so incredibly stupid of me to have that crisis of confidence in the middle of college. That was time I could've spent getting more relevant lab experience, that thing that all these companies seem to want, and that they think I don't have.

If I had known that I wouldn't be able to get anything better than minimum wage or gigs on what I graduated with, I wouldn't have spent so much time whining about trying to find my "true path" or whatever bullshit and taken another soul-sucking lab job. This is utterly ridiculous.

I'm not loving life right now.