Great Introduction To Graphic Design Basics

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Help With Painting Hair

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This video really helped me learn how to paint hair on a Wacom tablet. Hair is one of the most complex and difficult things to paint, and for my first project, it really terrified me. I put it off until the end, and without this unique approach, I don’t believe I would have been able to get my hair to look as I desired.

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Those Dishes Won’t Do Themselves.”

I consider myself a clean person. I pick up after myself, and I dust on a regular basis. I don’t consider putting dishes away chores. I just think of it as organizing my things, which lessens my stress-level. But one thing I cannot stand to do is laundry. Cleaning them isn’t necessarily a big deal, but folding them. I put off laundry until I have absolutely no clean clothes, letting my hamper overflow, because I dread having to fold them afterwards.

I don’t know why it bothers me so much. I’ll spend an hour sweeping, mopping, and tidying up my living room at least once a week just because I’m bored. But I will not do my laundry. Or, if I decide I have to do it, I’ll put off folding them. I’ve made it a rule to always put my clean clothes on my bed so I am forced to fold them before I go to sleep.

I suppose it may be because of the monotony of it. Having to do the same movements over and over every 10 seconds is something that would drive me insane. I hate monotony. And I’m a very spontaneous person (example: when I decide to go take my dog for a walk instead of fold the clothes on my bed). It also may be because I know that however much I try, I will not be able to fold each and every shirt the exact same way. I’m a perfectionist. I like my lines parallel and distributed equally. I like my circles perfect and right angles are calming to look at.

Whatever causes it, I can’t fold clothes without getting stressed. It’s a funny thing. And maybe one day I’ll get over it. But it’s been 20 years, and I still hate it from when I was 5 years old.

Folding Clothes

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