Hi, folks. Currently extremely tired, but I'll do my best. I'm a very confused, very insecure art major. I'm no longer happy with the fantasy art that used to be fulfilling to me, and mirroring reality exactly isn't as important a trait in art as it used to seem. I'm very interested in nature and certain aspects of the human psyche, and I'd like to try to get these across through my art eventually. No, I don't wear a black beret and recite bad poetry to the beat of cheap bongo drums.

In short:

I have no idea what the hell I want to do or where I want to go with my art. Things are going to be varied.

I'm painfully aware at this point how little skill I really have, in respect to how good I need to be. I don't even think I'm where I should be, at ninteen years old. (No amount of compliments changes this. I'm pretty much impervious to them, though I certainly appreciate those of you nice enough to leave them.)

I'm currently interested in metarealism, but haven't really acted upon that yet.

I have a lot of bad ass ideas. A hell of a lot. But I don't have the skill to put them down yet. This is very frustrating.

Yes, I swear a little, but on the rare occassion I use extreme language, it's probably time to head for the hills anyway.

Hm. What else? Oh yeah. That's right. Still tired. Bedtime, methinks. Later, folks.