I finally started school up again. The classes are a lot tougher this year so I can't draw much anymore. I've reduced myself to writing irrational ramblings on paper and stashing them in my purse. Sad, but true.

My father recently got a new digital camera so when he comes back home from his business trip, I'll take pictures of my recent work since I've been using canvas a lot and its hard to scan.

My Art II class is irritating and I often find myself infuriated at the teacher for her emphasis on realism and criticizing other people for not being "true" artists. She apparently loves my work, as macabre as it is but I often find myself deliberately deviating from the original topic out of some sort of vain hope of being unique. I've rekindled my intense hatred for still-lifes and technical drawings; however, its the only art I create anymore. Ill post pictures as soon as I can. As for now, Im pretty much void of creativity.