Ink Pens, Abstracts, and the End of All Things (mainly art class)

Ink Pens, Abstracts, and the End of All Things (mainly art class)

Monday was the last day of art class, and I have but one thing to say to you all: FREEEEEEEEEEEEDOM. *wild screeching* *energetic fist-pumping* *crazed cackling* *flips the table* I get to paint what I want now. No more modern art. No more mutilated-looking fish. Nothing but a blank canvas and the prospect of as [...]

A Poem of Despair

I'm back. And to be perfectly honest, I don't really know how to write a second blog post. I mean, the first one's great; you introduce yourself and spout some random junk about “goals” and such, and then leave in a cloud of sparkles. You can't do that with a second post. So, instead of [...]