when the landscape got ruined

I’m also sad because one of my favourite pictures died a pathetic death, more so than my curlers did. It was a huge, huge landscape done in pastels, using completely weirdo colours for everything. It was one of the very very very few things I’ve done in school that I actually liked (not including illustration classes). Heck with liked, I adored it. I went upstairs to look for some other piece of art a teacher wanted, and found that someone had folded the thing over on itself. No amount of fixative could have saved it in that position. It’s now nothing but a blurred, muddled mess… dang, I didn’t even have a picture of it.

Oh well! It’s just a picture, after all.

By the way, I think I did well on my test last monday! I was expecting him to throw some freaking weird stuff at us like Campin or Giotto or something… I was sure he was going to make us do Giotto’s Last Judgement and Michelangelo’s Last Judgement… but man, he stuck to the basics on this one. We had to do Donatello’s David and Penitent Magdalene, Titian’s Assumption of the Virgin and Madonna of the Pesaro Family, and Leonardo’s Vitruvian Man to Durer’s Knight, Death and Devil. Pretty straightforward stuff. Amazingly enough, no Raphael or Michelangelo. Darnit, I was hoping to have all four turtles in there at least.

Donatello’s David cracks me up everytime I look at it, anyway. (male nudity in that link, yes, but come on, it’s art! oh, that hat.)

auuuuuuuuuuugh I didn’t sleep at all last night!!