Being an artist (of two forms in my case) comes with it's limitations- mostly the subjective form of art. Some will love it, some will be critics, and let's face it, no one will ever "get it" as much as you do. Maybe that sounds pretentious, but parents know their children better then any of... Continue Reading →
We've all had days where we just have nothing to do. We've also all had office days, something that I'm getting increasingly more frustrated with. No matter how fun the office is (and I have to admit, it's pretty fun some days), half way through the day, around 1 or 2 pm, I feel an urge to be creative. This urge usually manifests itself in a poem or a song which will pop into my head. Mostly, I just have ideas, but sometimes a full blown piece of art splatters itself on the wall of my cubicle and I am suddenly taken over by the need to fulfill my vision. That's why I'm writing this article right now. It's 2:41 pm. Today I'm overdue.