just bs-ing

friday morning..!

school is draining me. but the rain here is so soaking.

i need to get out there.. wherever 'there' is, to do something to accomplish, to prove to myself of my limits.. and it has to be something different than art.. its too overrated for me, at least.

school is such a forced environment- i need inspiration. an idea, a thought.. or many thoughts, to get me moving on to a different path- to look at things from another angle, in a quest for something deeper.. where people can connect to my thoughts in that specific time, place, and mood. its acceptable. i just wanna say go ahead.. figure me out. its art. it's MY art.

creating something isn't the hard part. it's about finding those little imperfections, the glits and errors.. we as people always tend to overlook these things, we wanna see whats supposed to be right, what's normal, ordinary, plain, boring... those are the last things i want to see. that's bullshit to me. ..

maybe i had too much coffee earlier.

time to zzzzap

you feelin' good?

can i say

im doing fine on cloud nine

oh everyone here is so kind,

could i possibly ignore the sign?

what signs? the shine? or apples of pine?

a doobie from a hobo cost me 2 georges,

and can i say you have never looked so gorgeous.

just gonna hang on the bright side,

i want to guide my own life.

im the one to judge?

you make me wanna say fudge..

im gonna forget and eat a whole baguette.. with strawberry cream cheese.

the train breeze feels nice,

after class the dinner is rice,

gonna add some sauce and spice

what the hell did i just write?

i dont give a spi'zike.

PSYCH3!

2010.

two thousand and ten.

it feels like yesterday when people were hyped up about the millenium.

now we're in its double digits, which kinda scares me a little bit.

for me, the year of 2009 was VERY hectic.

i've had to deal with things that i thought i never would, learned maybe too many lessons, and fought my way (sometimes literally) into the real world. the year 2009 was also one of the most important year of my life so far, because of my decision in switching my major to illustration. i felt like i found myself through these interactive classes. they helped me disregard the bullshit, and guided me to discover my real passion in art. illustration would not only help me express who i am and what i do, but relate my thoughts and feelings to the world, which is the part that excites me the most. the feeling of people looking at your pieces, and feeling a certain way is something that can only be attained by the artist himself. depending on my stroke of the brush, contrast in values, composition, i have the ability to make a person feel a certain way, and different for another- it is the most brilliant and respectable way to communicate. i also love the fact that art is always a process- and the outcome of the process depends entirely on the artist. to find the soul of each piece, i think is most rewarding about creating art.. i have some theories like this about art and life in general, but you're just going to have to wait till i feel like typing again.

my point is, im very content with the major i've chosen, and it will be a easy hill from here and on. but it will still be a hill.

i've most definitely learned from the year of 2009- now the year 2010 is to take that knowledge and experience, and define something valuable for the future. here i come!