high hopes.

so heres the long story short:

all my life, i've wanted to do alot of things, but none more than art. music and photography are my strong points, but this year i was faced with a deep and complex challenge. in order to fufil my dreams of attending art school, i not only needed photographs (my major) but a sketchbook.
the word "drawing" was numb and unfamiliar. the word "painting" was very attractive. i could only do one. i bet you can guess which one.
so over the course of now, a year, i've gone on a journey. i have to say, now that the book is coming to an end i'm pretty darn proud of myself. the drawings may be mediocre and the frustrations running high, but it pales in comparison to what i've begun to understand.
and thanks to my compassionate friends/parents/co-artists, i still have all my hair.
so, starting from day one, follow me. heck, try it yourself. you'll be surprised.
when your asked to do something without reason you can comprehend, the meaning is to find a way to understand it.. i've found it. i understand.
art completes me!
xoxo

love your "striving" artiste.