Name: Not Emo. 2006-07-13 4:51
I know you faggots will judge me and that that I am just some emo kid and that I should post back in my livejournal and go cry on my webcam. I am happy to inform you all that do not, and will not never do shit like that. Its just today, I feel like shit.
As a recently graduated art student, I struggle to find inspiration in my daily life. Work sucks because they are cutting my hours. My place is a mess, and I am in the process of cleaning it. I have never lived anywhere but the city I live in right now.
I love art. I love to create with my hands. I love building and fixing. But, why do I feel alone in this situation? I sometimes think I am not cut out for art because I am not elitest and pretentious enough to go to galleries.
I don't live in some small city, but I feel no connection with local artists. Maybe because I am not exposing myself enough? Maybe I need to find something rather than waiting it to find me.
A highschool friend of mine, also majored in art moved to california. He just picked up his life after college and moved there. He didn't have a place to live in, nor a job lined up at all. He just moved.
My friend has bigger balls than I do. I could never just leave what feels most comfortable to me. I really want to though. I want to go, move, travel to places where I can explore and grow. I feel trapped here. If I stay any longer, I will be trapped.
What should I do? Sell everything I own and move? Try and get inspired somewhere other than here?
As a recently graduated art student, I struggle to find inspiration in my daily life. Work sucks because they are cutting my hours. My place is a mess, and I am in the process of cleaning it. I have never lived anywhere but the city I live in right now.
I love art. I love to create with my hands. I love building and fixing. But, why do I feel alone in this situation? I sometimes think I am not cut out for art because I am not elitest and pretentious enough to go to galleries.
I don't live in some small city, but I feel no connection with local artists. Maybe because I am not exposing myself enough? Maybe I need to find something rather than waiting it to find me.
A highschool friend of mine, also majored in art moved to california. He just picked up his life after college and moved there. He didn't have a place to live in, nor a job lined up at all. He just moved.
My friend has bigger balls than I do. I could never just leave what feels most comfortable to me. I really want to though. I want to go, move, travel to places where I can explore and grow. I feel trapped here. If I stay any longer, I will be trapped.
What should I do? Sell everything I own and move? Try and get inspired somewhere other than here?