I'll Be In Every Hood Like That Footprints Picture
Salutations:
Today has been mildly interesting; having spent the majority of my day chillin' on campus (More specifically: The Library) studying for my Art History 1 exam. It may not seem like that much to sweat over, but having to know each individual name for every aspect of architecture & art from the Ancient Greeks up to the Late Gothic era is a challenge in itself.
While at the library, I spent most of the time listening to some music- which is a key to my existance. If you need music to get through the simplist tasks (like walking the dog, doing chores, working, studying, etc.), than you can understand my passion.
Yesterday was my father's B-Day, so he gave me a holler over the phone. I tend to be really bad at keeping tabs with my family back in Jersey because of school, etc. The longer I don't talk to them- the worse I feel, yet every time I think of giving them a holler, I get homesick. Your guess is as good as mine - It was good talking to my pops, it sort of gave me a second wind.
I've been falling deeper and deeper into my artwork, having come to the realization that I'd better get my ass in gear, considering the only real gift I've got besides my street smarts is the ability to put it down aesthetically whether it be on a sheet of paper or on the side of a project building near you.
A web comic/cartoon is possibly in the works. I've been idealizing a couple stories & scenerios, so we'll see what happens. PS- We all know what happens with artists, so if you happen to have an actual piece of my work -- hold on to that shit, because when the kid is 6 feet deep, it'll finally be worth something. I find mild amusement in how ironic that last statement was, but its the truest thing in my world.
I sort of feel like a new man- Finding inspiration from a couple brothers of mine. I've realized that we all dable and experiment in certain aspects of drugs and alchohol, but we need to realize that everything should be taken in moderation.
PS- Nate, I'm going to join your new community. Who would of thought it. The world *IS* mine.
Holla at your boy
Reppin' the 201
J2D
Today has been mildly interesting; having spent the majority of my day chillin' on campus (More specifically: The Library) studying for my Art History 1 exam. It may not seem like that much to sweat over, but having to know each individual name for every aspect of architecture & art from the Ancient Greeks up to the Late Gothic era is a challenge in itself.
While at the library, I spent most of the time listening to some music- which is a key to my existance. If you need music to get through the simplist tasks (like walking the dog, doing chores, working, studying, etc.), than you can understand my passion.
Yesterday was my father's B-Day, so he gave me a holler over the phone. I tend to be really bad at keeping tabs with my family back in Jersey because of school, etc. The longer I don't talk to them- the worse I feel, yet every time I think of giving them a holler, I get homesick. Your guess is as good as mine - It was good talking to my pops, it sort of gave me a second wind.
I've been falling deeper and deeper into my artwork, having come to the realization that I'd better get my ass in gear, considering the only real gift I've got besides my street smarts is the ability to put it down aesthetically whether it be on a sheet of paper or on the side of a project building near you.
A web comic/cartoon is possibly in the works. I've been idealizing a couple stories & scenerios, so we'll see what happens. PS- We all know what happens with artists, so if you happen to have an actual piece of my work -- hold on to that shit, because when the kid is 6 feet deep, it'll finally be worth something. I find mild amusement in how ironic that last statement was, but its the truest thing in my world.
I sort of feel like a new man- Finding inspiration from a couple brothers of mine. I've realized that we all dable and experiment in certain aspects of drugs and alchohol, but we need to realize that everything should be taken in moderation.
PS- Nate, I'm going to join your new community. Who would of thought it. The world *IS* mine.
Holla at your boy
Reppin' the 201
J2D