I don't know if much will be submitted here anymore, except maybe messings-around on the computer, but probably not anything. I have a livejournal set aside specifically for art now, I'll probably update that from time to time. So if you want that, note me.
I'll still be commenting, favouriting, and watching all you kids though, don't worry.
WHO KNOWS MAYBE ONE DAY I WILL RETURN TO THIS LAND AND REPLENISH IT WITH GOODNESS
My theme is dadaism sort of, basically because I am in love with having part of my life not have to make sense because that is so much more easy and fun. And I never have ant idea what the hell I'm drawing about, and I hope I never have to be a stupid art kid and make up some B.S. "deep meaning" about a work when I really just wanted to do something nonsensical! Because art that has a definite meaning or sometimes meaning at all isn't my bag, I guess.
Maybe I just don't "get it."
SO my art teacher agreed to my theme change (before it was like, health/medicine and hospitals and stuff. Then my mom had a heart attack and I wasn't too keen on the subject any more). That theme sucked anyway. But now when I'm showing her ideas (god, I even have IDEAS, this never HAPPENS) she's asking me WHY I'm doing it and what's the MEANING. I was all, "I thought dada didn't have a meaning?" and she said "well it has to have a reason!" or some B.S. like that.
So I'm stuck. I'm afraid if I do whatever I want I'm going to have to think up some crappy meaning to it. I don't want to be a B.S. art student. Yuck!