perevision

So in between doing the Book Project this week, I have also been compiling my portfolio, which is pretty much guaranteed to fill me with horror and shame.

Note to self: DO NOT look at other illustration blogs while sorting out your portfolio. Here is a tiny sampling of people who usually make me happy but today just made me depressed:

http://todaysinspiration.blogspot.com/
http://www.teeshamoore.com/
http://www.teeteringbulb.com/
http://gurneyjourney.blogspot.com/
http://www.rikiblanco.net/portfolio/
http://www.yannascimbene.com/
http://tir-ri.tumblr.com/
http://hhhwei.deviantart.com/gallery/
http://phobs.deviantart.com/

On the bright side, these people really are awesome, so go check them out!

It's my cousin's wedding and in my family, that means the grand pre-dressing hair and makeup ritual.

( in which someone who knows nothing about makeup drones on and on about it. Is there geekery? Of course there is. )

Finally! Finished the West Side Story window dream.

I still have no idea to post this besides here, as it's all scraps without a coherent story. I think it's time to try and find a proper plot for this thing. In the meantime, please enjoy the art and the snippet.

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Sorry, been feeling frustrated lately. I think this month has been very hard for a lot of people (argh, understatement) and there's been a lot of bad feeling surging around for a while. I don't know why it's affecting me today especially.

( now I'm whining about whining, feel free to skip )

Hey, here's an idea. Feel like complaining about something but ashamed to post it on your own blog and have to look at it every day? Stick it here. Go on, get it out :)

Because she is epic.

Really, this comic was the only thing that kept this whole week from being in the toilet. Kept me creating this week, too.

So I made a tribute.

( with extra Lestrade )

Here at the Unscrupulous Workplace I have been happily chugging along in my mostly boring copywriting job, and now they are restructuring for the nth time and this means I do not only have to write spam, but actually keep track of how well or badly our spam does.

Which means learning Excel.

I don't know what it is about this program that chills me to the core, but I pretty much nearly had the screaming heebies when they told me I'd have to start making reports on the mailers. Maybe because I know NOTHING about it. Excel to me is a yawning blackness cut neatly into little rectangles, rectangles I have utterly no idea what to do with. I find it impenetrable and infuriating, and whenever I see people blithely doing numerical gymnastics on it I get the same feeling I get standing up too fast after reading in bed.

I DON'T KNOW where this irrational reaction is coming from. I am sat at the station right now looking at Mailer Stats and Offer Analyses and it all makes me want to scream 'NO NO NO' or headdesk and it TERRIFIES ME. WHY. I taught myself CSS and XHTML, why does this program seem like the antithesis of my entire being?