Finnish history sucks

Well, danish winter sucks. It's butt windy, humid and daaaark. It is, however, the best time to sit back and get some drawing done.

I have gotten into the most amazing habit ever, of drawing every day. I don't put a lot up here, because, well, I don't feel like it's good enough. I guess I have too high standarts. I just don't feel like I'm very consistent. One day I want to make a graphic novel, the next it's all about dat paint. I have a feeling, that I could benefit from making a folder here for my OC's and everything related. Too bad I have no idea where to begin.

I have signed up for a classical drawing class in Copenhagen, running over the entire spring. I can't wait! I got so much from the portrait course I attended last year. (Or is it the year before, we say now? New Year did technically pass, though it's only 13 months ago.) I completed a paid assignment just before Christmas, and it was gloriously messy and stressful. The first image went easy and turned out good. I laboured over the middle, but it ended up nice. And the last one was a disaster. My client accepted and paid full price though, so wohoo!

Right now I'm neck deep in my exam for Finnish history. It's a one-week ten-page assignment, and I'm in a state of flux between optimism and utter self-loathing.Finnish history is just so damn exciting and so damned boring at the same time - plus it's university level, so I can't just skip the boring parts about politics and get right into the action. I chose the least politics heavy subject of the five I was offered, and I'm still bored to death. And I mean, who studies Finnish anyways? Freaks are who. We're three people in my class (including me!) and it's the complete opposite of my experience, from the last time I went to Uni. You feel obligated to turn up every day, because the thought of the other two sitting alone with the teacher is frightening. There is this weird sense of anti-social camaraderie. The whole department is this weird, tightly-knit place where you know every face, yet never really get to know people. You do get surprised - my teacher told me to check out Amorphis in november, and goddamnit they have been in heavy rotation ever since.

There is a thing going on in Denmark right now, where politicians are sort of conducting a witch hunt on university studies that "don't give job oppotunities". For some reason, that has translated into exterminating every single small line of education in the entire system. Luckily my university has insisted on not closing any programs, but they are falling hard everywhere else. SDU, which is a fairly large and respected university, just cut it's language programs down to two (!) languages - english and danish. You say that the environment you exist in forms you as a person, and only one semester in I already feel quite attatched to my whacky little niche study. If anybody's going after us, I'll personally put on a white uniform and a pair of skis, and go after them armed with nothing but a knife, molotov cocktails and conviction!

And I'm going to Finland for three weeks next summer! Wohoooo!!!   I can't wait! The benefit of being in such a small department is, that every single grant we apply for, is given to us. I also had the joy of going to this really upper-class party on the 6th of december, paid for by some millionaire with trade interests, and watched the finnish ambassador and the former foregin minister of Denmark dance the lanciers. It was glorious and there was free wine, constantly being refilled by silent waiters with white gloves. I need that more often.

So in conclusion - my life right now needs more wine and less boring exams. And more drawing. MOAR DRAWRVING!