Kismet Arts Tangent

This is me in the concrete stairwell at the school. The program’s facilities are on the top (fifth) floor of the building and the elevators are awkward to use because I have to cram into a small room with a bunch of people who are in school because that means some income from Financial Aid that they can use on drugs. (Not everyone, but I heard a conversation at a nearby bus stop that impressed me.) The stairs wind upwards and they seem to take forever and they seem painful if one was to lose balance. I took this picture right after being briefed on the basic intricacies of Adobe Illustrator. I want my first project on illustrator to be a trippy close up of my eyes widened, as if they are bugging out of my skull and the caption in reverberated lettering saying “oh. my. god. I’m using Adobe Illustrator to make this.” I’ve always seen the Adobe family as this cryptic complicated mess of a program with a zillion too many movable widgets. I can’t believe that I am going to start to understand what all those little icons mean and what they can do for me. (Not yet, though. Today, I learned out to make a “bleed guide” and how to open up programs in MAC computery things.) My teacher said “love the mac,  know the mac.” And I thought, in that order?