Thanks for all the awesome memories, critiques and support.
Over the years, DA has gotten way more awesome than I ever expected and I think it's time for me to shake out a lot of the dust I've collected here.
I've effectively removed my gallery from this account and will be switching gears.
I know in my heart that I am an artist.
And, despite whatever we can think to call it, I also know that there is a single truth.
I know that there exists the kind of people who can be moved to tears by a piece of music, not because they think that it speaks to them somehow, or because their piddling opinions deem it worthy of such praise, but because they know that art can judge itself. There is something indescribable that underlies the music itself. It's an experience, a discovery, something that changes the very core of you, something you know as absolute, ethereal, fleeting, in short, masterful, where, through it, we're able to experien
You know, I seem to have been confused for quite a long while. My last few paintings shifted from emotive narratives to outright abstracts, not really comfortable with either, but yet unable to find any happy medium. I've also been cranking out a bunch of abstracts to give as gift. Tons of friends and relatives seem all to be getting married at once, spring orgies I guess. Still, I'm not sure if I enjoy abstracts. Sure, they've got wide commercial appeal but it's hard for me respect them. Even more, the cartoons I've painted, though certainly closer to my identity, are even further below the current standard of what we'd perceive as High Art.