Tuesday, September 14, 2010


I am going to art school because I did not know what else to do. My art has always naturally been part of me. My earliest memories are of myself drawing on my mom's coffee table. Art became what I consciously wanted to do when I realized that it was what I was already doing. My art is all that I have to give, it is my only talent. My art honestly hasn't changed much from my earliest memories of life to being a senior in college. My art is about the way I look at the world. My art and my reasons for doing it come from my inability to make sense out of life.

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