A few years ago on my old deviant art account I got into 3D modeling and rendering for a while and produced a bunch of really half-assed shit with incredibly limited software. I'm going to try again except this time I plan on getting hooked up with some real software (3DS Max) and actually learning how to use it. I know at least one way that I can get instant improvement from my previous 3D artwork: more detail. When I used to model I created models that barely portrayed what I was trying to convey, and yet I couldn't understand why they looked like garbage. When I consider all of the art that I used to create, my biggest hindrance was being totally egotistical in believing that I for some reason knew a lot about artwork despite never bothering to put any kind of effort into any of it.

As for my non-artistic life, my second year at the University of Arizona begins on Monday. I've been having unbelievably bad luck. Massive state budget cuts for education caused one of my classes to be cut, landing me in a different section and forcing me to drop a class and utterly destroy the nice schedule that I hawked over the online registration program for days to create. Then my new used car is having electronics problems and is currently undrivable, so I'm going to have to drive to school in my Dad's other car which has no air conditioner. My Xbox 360 got the red ring of death (for the second time) and I have to send it in to Microsoft for repairs. My math book was sold out at the college bookstore, and I was just a little too late to pick up my parking permit so I'll have to spend extra money to park in a garage on the first day of classes. My sleep schedule was on track for the school year but it was ruined by my friend who kept me up all night because he had a nightmare (wtf >.<, and somehow a dormant wart has popped up on my thumb despite years of inactivity after they were also frozen and presumably destroyed.

Amazingly, though, I don't really care too much about any of those things. I was pissed at first, but now I just don't give a shit. I sort of expected all of these bad things to happen for some reason. My intuition told me it was coming.