Somehow, I’ve managed to finish all the work I was expecting to do this week – earlier than I thought as well. I’ll be leaving for France tomorrow morning at some ungodly hour so that most of the 12 hour drive down to the town my family come from will be spent in sunlight, which I’m not looking forward to in the first place and especially not considering the clocks go back so I’ll be losing a good hour’s sleep – boo hoo hoo.
But I’m finally done with the print work I can feasibly do away from the studio, so that’s no longer a worry – or as much as it was previously. By some miracle, I even managed to use the whole metre of the fabric I bought to bind the books together so there really wasn’t that much waste. And I’m quite proud of them really, they almost look like actual books: one as a wrap-up book and the other 2 as generic ones. Though one of those I’m going to be keeping for myself and for use on displays that was a bit flimsy due to the less-than-appropiate card and my own stupidity. I’ve also crafted a few tunnel books for print-outs of my “Fae Stealing Baby” prints that have actually come out relatively nicely, and could probably be sold when I do my exhibitions as cheap post, general or artist information cards.
I’ve also got all the preliminary and compositional studies from my Illustration project done and ready, so that while I’m at my house I can crack on with painting the so hopefully – when I get back on the 8th of April – I’ll have a decent bit to show for myself, if not all the final images painted up and ready to put into my portfolio for this semester’s assessment. That is if the head of the course doesn’t tell me that it’s all wrong and to live on a rack in someone’s basement until I’ve matured into a proper, palatable human being who doesn’t draw dead people all the time.