Hello, I'm confused, just kidding

The computer stuff can be over-whelming.
College Humor on youtube is great. I like their stuff.
I love Amazing Atheist on youtube. Well, a lot of the time. He does amuse and entertain me often.

Fuck.

Just want to play some basketball. Well, my brother is doing that. Wish I could see him play, that would be fun.

Hey.

Sometimes you gotta fill up the page to keep it going.

Doesn't really matter what I write, right? No, it doesn't. Who cares? I work for free. What's the incentive? What do I get out of writing? Sure, there is the joy of doing it, but after a certain point, you gotta say, "But hey, man, I want a house with a deck and a hot tub. Damn, dude. What do I have to do to get it?"
The minimum wage jobs don't exactly do it. Smart people get real jobs.
I'm somewhere in the middle. Not exactly smart, not exactly stupid, and an artist to boot. But that's me. I have fun, all that matters to me.

Fuck the world. The system they have set up for someone like me, well, they have nothing set up.
All that means is I have to get creative.

They actually have done studies on artists. They are thinkers who are capable of a great variety of tasks.
Artists work with a lot of tools.
There are as many different items in an art store as some hardware stores. Artists need lots of different stuff to create.

I like to make stuff out of what I find here and there. It's fun.
I found a yellow shoe lace today, that will be useful for something.

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I was never very popular in school or anything. I just didn't have it. Plus I was thinking about art. Who had time?
Still the same story.

No reason to impress someone unless you are trying to make money or get laid.

Who cares? I've sold my art when I wasn't even there. I like doing that. It's fun.

I turned on EverQuest, because it seems to be the #1 thing to do if I want to get some painting done. The game is so boring and tedious, that it makes me get up once in a while and slap some paint around.

I'll figure out this computer shit eventually, it takes time.

I have videos to make and put together, and all that.


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At my high school, copying pictures from the National Geographic was considered art.

I got sick of that, and saw the fallacy of that, and brought to school a lot of drawings that I made specifically for a canvas. I created an image from my imagination, imagine that.
It was in Utah, so I used metaphorical imagery that tied into the predominant religion.

I guess it is true, people can only handle so much reality. Eventually they snap and just need to look at kitties and puppies and attach human traits to them, and dress dogs in clothes and stuff.

It's a fucked up world is all I can say.