Back from busking Folklife all weekend, and sporting this very fine souvenir. The official story is that I was going around punching hippies and one of them threw a gourd at me. Or I got in a fight with a rival performance group and had to defend my troupe's honor- disseminate whichever version you think makes me more of a badass.
Unofficially, Jeff and I were doing chaos during a Cirk du Fantastik street show and his head was coming up as my face was going down. But we're the only ones who need to know that.
Learned a hell of a lot about performance this weekend, all of which will be fueling my last push to make tons of work this term for class. I'm thinking about immortalizing this black eye in acrylic- the colors are coming up really beautifully right about now.
Back and bloodied! Well, not really, unless you're counting the scrape I gave myself in the print studio yesterday. I'm back in classes, taking a masochistic 20 credits for my last quarter, and making Stuff again. My last (last!) program at Evergreen is a digital media and printmaking intensive, so I'm finally doing Serious Shit in Photoshop. I'm slowly feeling my way around PS4, and today our assignment was to mess around with a self portrait.
Here's the original mugshot. I punched myself in the eye with the clone stamp tool for awhile and mucked around with the levels- nothing major, but I'm still beginning.
