Waiting to exhale

You know that feeling of slight disbelief whenever you accomplish something despite yourself? Like, when you set out to do a drawing and it comes out exactly like it’s in your head, on first try — and you sit back and just gaze at it in wonderment and awe? And maybe want to pinch yourself a little? Or do a little victory dance?

That’s kind of what happened to my life this summer. :D

I headed out to sunny California with a Plan and a car full of stuff. I enrolled in summer courses at the Concept Design Academy and for 2 months I worked my patootie off. (College seems like child’s play, now. Or just irrelevant.) I engrossed myself in the mysteries of storyboarding. I discovered a field that is finally challenging in all the right ways and appealing for all the right reasons. I finally had an instructor to teach me anatomy. That may not be a big deal in and of itself, but I’ve been self-taught up till now, so having a teacher was absolutely dreamy and inspiring. Someday I’d like to write up the experience. :) I learned so much about art and about me. All in all it’s been a wonderful, terrible, challenging and indescribable summer.

And now here I am — a storyboard revisionist at WB Animation. Yeah. I think in my head I’m still just sitting back and letting it all sink in. I am SO excited about everything to be learned that I want to do a little dance. Or maybe pinch myself. ^_^