I've found that sitting outside on my front porch, is both productive and counter productive. On one hand, I got my blog up and the first one is posted. On the other hand, it took me over an hour to actually want to sort through and edit some photos so I could get them back up on the site.

I've been out here for almost two hours now. Out of the corner of my eye, I just noticed that my neighbor is sitting in a chair in the middle of his driveway, reading. Thank god I didn't do anything embarrassing, because I have no idea how long he's even been out here. My neighbors are odd anyway, just ask my mother.

Having creative outlets really is a great thing. Truth be told, I am absolutely MISERABLE when I am not: a.) making something, b.) thinking about making something or c.) thinking about how I should be making something. Trust me, those last two are completely different.

I split a lot of my time (outside of actual 8-to-4 work) between writing and painting. They both, essentially, produce the same result. I feel better afterwards. An accomplishment. It's out there for every one to see.

I used to be really protective of my stuff, and it took me years to get over it. However, I have notebooks full of things I will never let anyone read, solely because its nice to have some things completely to myself.

I have a stack of paintings lined up against the wall in my room, some scattered here and there, and a huge container full of them underneath my bed. I've thought about how I'd like to get rid of some of them, some of them I wouldn't want to part with. I've thought about getting them up as some sort of exhibition, and up until recently, thought that that would simply be too much to bear. Art is subjective. I'm sure some people might see my stuff and think its complete shit. I've learned that thats okay. Everyone does it. Its just hard to swallow sometimes. I'm really excited to get my stuff out there, and hopefully find people that connect with some of the things that I've done.

I feel like I've written two way-too-serious blogs now. I swear I'll stop.