Okay so... i never ended up painting the bear. Instead, my awesome teacher just told me, "Yeah, i see the metaphor here. Why don't you just draw the fight??"

And so i did. And it turned out freaking sweet. Pix later. As well as my other paintings from the semester. They're okay... but i really found my "style" with that last one. Or at least i'm getting one step closer to it (hooray!).


Lately i've been trying to start up my new blog site... details on that later. Keep your ears open!

I'm really eager to start a new semester of sculpture. Every night i go to bed thinking about the numerous badass things i could accomplish with my hands. Yes, i have a hard-on for sculpture, hence the title. So be it! I can't help it... i just want to make stuff, with my own bare mitts! *(and borrow an electric drill+wood so i can finally make that fucking shelf at home)