on...

My own. Finally moved out of my parents house and into my own spot. Which means I have no rules! Huzzah the freedom of being young (19 at the time of writing this) and free to leave when I want, come back when I want and not have to worry about an FBI investigation or a full body cavity search when I try to sneak in past 2. It feels so free. Its simply amazing. You should keep me company one of these days. :) we can sit on my roof! Actually its not my own spot as I'm sharing it with the brothers but nonetheless its my place to call home now and do as much as I please...

also I'm without internet (I'm updating this via my G1) so I can't get to all the stuff I need to.

@Kim's email: I'm undecided on college at the moment. I wanna go but like I said I just signed a lease for the next 6 months. After that though its open season. Remembering my senior year and how it was spent doing battle with the art teach kinda makes me wanna stay out of classrooms and continue being a self-taught artist. So idk.

I guess that's it for now. When I get internet ill try to respond back to all the stuff I was missing and whatnot. So don't think I'm ignoring you. I'm just without the net. And its killing me actually. All my shits packed up still and I wanna get on the computer but nooo since we lack chairs its just waisting away...

I have new art stuff to show as well.

If you need to get in contact/touch/talk hit me up via cellphone or through myspace (if you have these items of course.)

Stay up.

Block'd...

I never seem to finish anything artistically when I actually get into something. I just somehow lose my motivation to finish it and then I start noticing all of the "errors" I'm to 'self-critical' of myself at times I guess. But its pushes me to better myself. I think? But still I never get anything done it seems. Or at least not to my satisfaction.

I have art block once again. I've had it for the past 3 or so weeks. I wanna draw something but whenever I sit down to try and do something it comes out looking like shit.

So I'm going to post my unfinished [[aka shit-drawings]].
*most recent two are the first two.*









I'm frustrated.
I need inspiration.
Nothing inspires me as of late.

Stay up.

-3 = 97

Yes indeedy.

I made a 97 on my driving test. And yes that does mean that I'm now an officially licensed Texas driver and don't have to have anyone over the age of 21 with me. I figured its only a matter of time before I get pulled over because I speed like a mofo. Hahaha last time I drove on the freeway [[which was yesteday on my way to work]] I glanced down and noticed I was going 80 on a 60. Its all fine though.

NONETHELESS! A 97. Thats better than anyone else in my house has EVER made. :D and I've been driving less time than all of them. Hell I figured I would've failed parallel parking but it was a breeze. Me and the instructor lady were talking about art the entire time so it made the rest of it easy as fuck. Not mention that I'm just naturally a good driver. :> Anyways yep. 97. I only missed 3 because my position on the parallel park was kinda forward and I didn't stop behind a stop sign. :/ but after the test the lady was like [[and I quote]] "You're an EXCELLENT driver. And you're now approved for a license. Make sure you smile big and I hope to see you in a gallery one of these days." Which made yesterday completely worth it. It was a good day. And now that the world is pretty much open to me to explore on my own. Nothings gonna hold me back. Except an empty gas tank. :p

Stay up.