Being in Love

Alright everyone, I have something to tell you.

You may have suspected it already, but I'm going to put these rumors to rest.

I'm in love.

That's right. In love.

With art.

... Yeah. Sorry. Not as gossip worthy as you might have wanted, but I'm grinning about it anyway.

Even though there have been a few times that I've liked a guy, I've never liked someone more than I love art. (Someone correct the punctuation for me. I can't figure it out.)

Now. I know this is going to sound self-absorbed, but I'm not talking about other people's art. I'm talking about creating art myself. I can only speak and listen when there is the action involved with the canvas, paper, etc.


Art is my life. And it's the only thing I can do no matter what mood I'm in.

It is the reason why I'm a little crazy, and it has kept me from insanity.


I can't have a one-sided relationship with art. It has to be a mutual understanding. We both communicate with each other.

It's not sleeping or busy when I need to talk. I can speak freely to art and it says so much back to me. I seriously learn so much from it. 
Art is the one thing that I've only wanted to spend more and more time with. It has never betrayed me. It has been my best friend that I could always tell my deepest secrets to without any fear of being judged by anyone but myself. I have come to terms with myself because of my art.

I appreciate people who have a love for art, but no deeper connection than that. I really do, but I can't be one of those people. Not anymore. Becoming an artist is irreversible. There is no turning back. Ever. It is a lifelong commitment that you can try to hide with responsible careers, but will always find someway of sneaking out. Like in your clothes. Or your desktop. Or your business cards. Take your pick.

Humanity

This is my newest drawing. It's just a sketch and I roughly added the colors on Photoshop. I fully intend for it to be a gigantic painting later on. It's name? Humanity.

A Bit of Artwork

I thought it might be nice to show you all some of my artwork, so here goes

The Marionette. 

This is how I imagine Christ.

Staircase in Savannah, Ga.

Self Portrait if I were a different type person. I was bored. Really, really bored.