So I’ve got a new picture over on myspace and it seems to have elicited a singular reaction of shock with various stabs at what’s on my eyes, and all from the more fem of males. Condoms, meat eyes, or nipple tassles. It’s one of those. I favored it being a bit unsettling, and it seems to have had the desired effect.
I’ve been experiencing a problem lately where I can’t seem to get a good free moment. I work all day during the time I’d typically get things done, and when I get away from the grind I’m surrounded by people practically non-stop until I get to sleep. Being an artsy type, I need time to work on things, and time doesn’t present itself when I’m on the move. I realize that this problem should soon alleviate itself starting next week when I and the rest of my power trio go back to school, and I certainly hope that is the case. I never seem to have a moment to sit and doodle, finish a half-started Pulp Heroes, or scratch away at my Wacom for endless hours like I seemed to in the past. I have art in me that needs to work itself out and if I created the opportunity for that to happen any number of things might follow. I don’t necessarily want to make art for the result of profit, but I’d see that as a wholly beneficial and really damn convenient side effect. Maybe I just feel that I’m at a stage in my life where I really need to legitimize myself or forever flounder about in the winds of career and financial limbo. If asked where I see myself 10 years from now I don’t want the answer to be along the lines of ’still saying that I’m an artist, but you know, I’ve just been in a drought for a while.’ Although if that’s the case, maybe I should take it as a sign.
And signs are a different topic entirely. But, to touch on it, if you are presented with an unexpected opportunity that could change things now, but could be saved to achieve a later goal, do you take it as a sign that this opportunity should be seized upon now, or do you choke the spark of the fantastic out of life and hold fast to the path you’ve set for yourself?
And to go back to the beaten horse (or is it dead?) I’ve ordered more shirts, and will be printing them (hopefully) this weekend. So if you know anyone who’d like one, I’d be happy to provide.
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