AsharahWolfSong

I had a dream that I had a horse that pooped paint. That was no joke. Destroying things feel really good. Especially when you're mad. You know? You're just mad, so you go punch a wall. And you got to admit that, as artists, we get that a lot and sometimes to the extreme. I mean, if you don't get accepted to art school you might decide to murder an entire people. Oh wait, that's Hitler. On that note, I really hope OTIS accepts my portfolio. But destruction can produce some very beautiful things. That is after you've gone through the whole process of obliterating the subject of you anger and then you put it back together as something that m

I spent my weekend down in San Francisco exploring Academy of Art. Due to my pathetic financial state, I probably won't be attending any private schools for my Bachelors (that is unless some nice, rich, old lady gives me some fantastic scholarship) but I've been looking anyway. So...San Francisco Academy of Art, CalArts, Otis, Art Institution... they're beginning to blend together. Anyway, if I got anything from the trip it was some decent photography of my cousin's apartment and the chance to work with a cintaq and get some good feedback on my work. so rejoice!

...so I can have some of my own.