I just thought it was time to update my journal. It feels sort of neglected when it ticks over that past year.

I’m stuck between the conundrum of so much to say and not all much will to get it said. It’s either an overdone rant at a world that’s gone mad ever since the first monkeys climbed down from the trees and began hitting each other with clubs, or stuff of too personal a nature to post here.

On a more artistic note, I’ve decided that this will be the year where I really get to grips with hands and feet. Hopefully I’ll make some progress with angles and foreshortening too, but I’m bravely trying not to get down about the fact that I’ve been at this for two years now and I’m just as frustrated now as I was then, and probably will be in the years to come. And there are people out there that call this a hobby?