Escape Characters

Some people are born with it

So I'm touring art schools. Because apparently, I'm an artist, or an aspiring one. I'm in the cafeteria for one, and a blogger that I follow happens by and starts a conversation.

I mention that in applying, I have to take an "artistic aptitude" test, which involves me drawing something. I show her the test: it was essentially repeated drawings of a character with similar (but distinct) facial expressions, and I was asked to trace the outlines of the faces and provide some shading. The blogger asks if I have any extra copies, and I said "Yeah, they gave me one to practice on." I give it to them.

In the span of a minute, she hands it back, and all of the faces are now beautifully rendered color pencil renderings of Patrick Stewart. At that point I decided that art school probably isn't for me.

I wake up to the  Half-Life 2 roller-mine sound that is my alarm.