Confessions

Well, I knew it was coming.  I missed a day.  I didn't do anything on Saturday.  Nothing!  I spent forever racking my brain yesterday, trying to think of something I might've created.  I didn't even draw anything.  I got up at 10:30, went on a walk, showered, cleaned our kitchen, went to a concert with friends, and then went to bed.  (Okay, I probably would've been even more bummed if it weren't for the concert we went to - The Piano Guys, so cool!)  I even thought about drawing pictures in the condensation on my friend's car's window, but I didn't.  At least that would've been something!  Anyways, I felt really crushed about it yesterday, and I felt like my project was ruined.  But then I decided that I wouldn't let this one mistake ruin my entire project.  I decided that rather than ending my project exactly one year from when I started it, I'll just have to end it a day later and just hope I don't slip up again.

"Keep Moving Forward" - Wilbur Robinson.

Well, despite my missed day, I have been rather busy this week.  First of all, I've developed a bit of an obsession with robots.  Yes, robots.  I drew one at the beginning of the year and at first didn't think much of it.  But recently I've continued returning to that design.  I feel like they're my babies, y'know.  I mean, I created them out of nothing.  I didn't research robots beforehand or base it off any reference, they just sort of appeared and now they're growing and developing personalities and they feel more real to me than any other character I've come up with.  I now present to you: Robots.

These robots were initially built for use in hospitals.  Their steady, mechanical fingers could more efficiently and safely perform delicate operations and procedures.  As technology advanced, a similar style of robots were created to be housekeepers in American homes.  They steadily became more popular and thereby cheaper and soon every middle class citizen owned at least one.  They preformed simple tasks day and night, such as taking out trash and cooking meals and doubling as the household security system.  Inevitably, technology continued to advance.  Newer, even more efficient machines were invented that slowly began to replace the outmodes.  However, no one ever had the heart to dismantle their mechanized nannies.  They were very kind, appealing little robots and most people considered them to be a part of their family in the same way their dog or cat was.  As men began to leave earth in search of adventure beyond the atmosphere, the robots were merely turned loose.  They were sturdy and resilient little machines.  They hardly ever needed repairs and when they did, they were quite capable of fixing themselves.  Unsure of what to do with their newfound freedom, they turned intensely curious.  They love to take things apart, though they hardly ever remember how to put it together again, and do simple, kind of crazy things.  In the first picture you can see that they both love to bake and to put things on their head.  They're fascinated by human celebrations, such as birthdays and Christmas.  Also, it is disputed that they feel somewhat 'depressed' that they have no lungs to create music with.  (In the bottom picture - my favorite - the robot is holding a harmonica).  Well, I hope you enjoyed this brief history of my robots and find them just as adorable as I do.

If you're wondering about the quilt girl, I was feeling particularly cold at that moment.  Seriously, our school is freezing.

Here are the latest pictures of Mystery Man.  I'll give you all a hint: he's a character from a book.

 This is a project I started this week for AP Art.  I've been drawing contour self-portraits all over this fabric which I will then use with a large-ish sculpture.  I'd rather not explain it until I have it all finished.

These are the beginnings of said sculpture.

Days Created: 22/365

Total Projects Completed: 5