So.

Over 5,000 pageviews. Pretty spiffy.

I haven’t really been particularly active on here for a long ass time. It seems that since I did AmeriCorps I didn’t make time for art except for snapping a few photos here and there. I haven’t painted much and I’ve only written a few things, mostly just little rants and story outlines in my journal. On occasion I’ve revisited my little novella but I’m not sure I’m ready to really dive in. At times I feel like it is brilliant at other times I feel like it is a stream-of-consciousness surreal piece of shit. Who knows what I’ll do with it.


I do want to start producing art again. However, after two years of not practicing my skills I feel terribly awkward with words, with pens, charcoal, paint terrifies me, and well it has been frustrating. What is most frustrating is that I feel like I have grown so much as individual that I my art should have a higher maturity than the corset pin-ups and abstracts I used to produce. But without technique I’m totally screwed. Practice, practice, practice!


Right now I am a campus coordinator for Greenpeace, an intern for a green social networking site, and an on-call youth shelter operator. That being said I’m not being paid much so my artwork is for sale. I am looking for another job. When I come home I pretty much just want to chill out rather than practice drawing or writing which will make me feel frustrated and force me to think. But there are these ideas in my head and I know that I can make something out of them. I really need to just suck it up and put pen to paper.