shotgunAnnie

It's been since like, forever ago since I've written a journal entry or have done some work on my profile, so I figured might as well! I'd like to believe that through the time that I wasn't active or posting any work, I grew in my skills and abilities so much! Looking back on the work I had previously submitted as to now... it's amazing to see the progress and the personal improvements over time. Since going to art school and getting older, my work is still very much a reflection of myself, but it has more purpose, meaning and direction if you will. By understanding the "fundamentals" of art, I can analyze what makes my artwork successful

I aspire to be just like old people. To sum it up, they are adorable. 'Bout it.

The golden years of my life have turned to agony in hours My happiness and laughter have gone away, their leaving not in my power And as I watch, my life go on without me, I wonder why it chose to end, why it chose to leave me My days were filled with timeless moments, each as special as the next But now I lie here in my own despair, as I write out my life in text I did not choose this, nor did I want it, But it seems this is what I was given This life that I was forced down, or more like driven My family told me not to, they told me to careful Only I didn't listen, instead I chose to be dareful I listen now, to the clicks, buzze