This is one of those images that could use just one more element, although i havent decided what that is. oh well! this was done for my photoshop/illustrator class, and the assignment was merely an "environment".

i couldnt start to describe what exactly is going on, but i can assure you that it is a large tree and not a bomb going off.

i never know what to write in these posts.

Created for a short story I wrote up. It involved constellations and a lonely mouse =)

hmmm i think i could still work on his face a bit more, its not quite in the style i'd like it to be in, but otherwise an interesting success i think.

New things

The combination of wind, rain, and cold, always seem to burn me out faster than usual. there's a nor'easter making its way up through the salem/beverly area, so needless to say i am utterly "under the weather".

Hopefully this weekend will shape up, in the meantime here are some things i have been working on =)

The anteater is done for a shel silverstein (sp?) poem called "the anteater", text goes over his tail. ill post the scan once i have the opportunity =)

Hello friends, if you've ever wanted to know what i look like:

yes indeed.

What is going on

Here, have a picture (the quality is terribly poor)

Ohhh senior year, what is happening to me. I'm starting to become less and less confident with the level of original work i'm producing. I don't mean that the technicality of my pieces are poor, but teachers have redundantly repeated "this doesn't look like your own" enough times i'm beginning to question myself. Where exactly am i going with my work? I've always enjoyed experimenting with different mediums, and my style varies greatly depending on the idea i'm conveying. Is this a bad thing? Is it wrong to think differently on each assignment? I see my peers, and understand what my teacher is saying, you all have a distinct way of working, no matter how you choose to work. I can still see that its your art, but not with me it seems. I'm fearful I might never find that comfort zone. Maybe I am too influenced off the amazing work i see everyday, that the honest to goodness voice inside myself has quieted down, and I can no longer hear it. Or maybe I am that one artist who does discard their style like a snake sheds its skin, moving on to the next thing that intrigues me, never really glancing back. Lately I've had the lingering notion that my art has plateau'd, so maybe the right answer is to buckle down, suck it up, and pick something. I certainly can't come up with a conclusion right now, maybe in this case i should just wait it out, see what survives.

I hope this doesn't appear melancholy, it's just a topic that has been recycling through my head all semester, and i felt like i needed to share. The only question i am begging to ask is, how do you separate yourself from your influences and find what is true to you? do you make that conscious decision to draw in a certain fashion, or does it merely manifest itself?