So I've never had a blog before and I'm not really sure what I'm supposed to do with these things...
I guess write things?
But oh, what to write about? The possibilities are endless...
Cause you'd think, if you were me (you would think this and I am me so I'm in a perfect position to offer conclusive evidence on that...) that I can basically post anything I want without the fear of repercussions and it's not like anyone is actually going to ever READ this little niche in cyberspace of mine...
So at the risk of sounding conceited, I'm going to post my art on here, whether you like it or not, and it's going to be amazing. For you see, when left alone too much, I recede to the mentality of a child very quickly and very easily. What better use of my down time than doodling pretty pictures? Regressing to the mentality that "I'm going to do what I want no matter what you say" is tempting to say the least. Besides, I think it's about time I develop an ego for my art. I nver take compliments and I always see the faults in everything I do. Perhaps reining in a smidgen more pride in my work wouldn't hurt, right? At least it would be a step in the direction of self-confidence.
Tolstoy said everyone speaks of changing the world but no one speaks of changing themselves. Ironically, given my Olympian solipsism, I am going to have to focus further on myself, on becoming an individual worthy of utopia then, regardless of my potential future notoriety as an illustrator, I will be equipped to participate in our revolution.
Sigh... but until that day comes, I will have to occupy myself with the task at hand: art school. My time here is running out.
