oh hey, the other day i saw this quote that said, "happiness is known progress toward known goals." cant remember who said it. doesnt really seem important at the moment either. like it though
word.
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
gotta start somewhere
I've never written a blog before, or kept a diary of any kind, so its new and weird to write my thoughts down in general, let alone for other people to read. I mean, probably no one looks at this stuff other than the sage staff anyhow. I guess the way I'm going to do this is stream of consciousness style, without worrying about grammar and whatnot. I think it will be more genuine and therefore more meaningful, at least to me, if i can just pour out my internal monologue without editing or censoring. I guess I'll try not to curse as much just to be on the safe side of offensive.
Soooo.....
I think i'm supposed to be talking about my artwork in at least some loosely based way instead of writing rambling disclaimers....
Right. And how is all that going? I don't know to be honest. I mean, in some ways, a lot of ways really, its going well. I have this ridiculous idea about thumbs, and i love it, and for the most part, my job is to play around and indulge it. So that's pretty awesome. Also, it seems to be developing and progressing both conceptually and production-wise.
Y'know so sometimes i'm feeling really good about it all, and then i have those times where i think about how long i've been out of school and just focusing on work and paying bills and life. And i think about how removed my mind has been from all this, especially in comparison to when i was immersed in it all semester after semester. So then the doubts start to set in. Thats when i'm thinking, "dude, do you really have any idea what the hell you're doing?" Y'know, it occurs to me just now, that i don't even know what i mean by that...Like, do i know what i'm doing with this concept? or in respect to art in general? or like, at all?
I think those moments come for most people, and that's cool. I mean, i think its fine that i feel that way sometimes, but i dont get caught up in that kind of thinking for too long. theres no point to it. the bottom line is how much fun i'm having with the opportunity to explore this idea and whatever else, and i love it and i'm happy so its all valuable, positive, and worthwhile even if my best work objectively sucks(which i hope it doesnt though). its insane. it really took leaving this place to realize how valuable what goes on here is, and holy shit did i miss it. its amazing to come back (even though its unbelievably weird in so many ways)
well, i feel like i've written some things. no. thats not what i mean.
what i mean is this seems complete, and i feel done even though i'm not sure if its too long or too short or if that even applies here. and i also kinda dont really know what i wrote, cause at some point early on i zoned out a bit and just let it all go. i'm not gonna go back and read it until after i post it either so im not tempted to judge and edit and let my mind fuck with me. so thats all good i guess.
haha, how does this end? Love, Josh? ha. thats what felt instinctual. why not
Love,
Josh
Soooo.....
I think i'm supposed to be talking about my artwork in at least some loosely based way instead of writing rambling disclaimers....
Right. And how is all that going? I don't know to be honest. I mean, in some ways, a lot of ways really, its going well. I have this ridiculous idea about thumbs, and i love it, and for the most part, my job is to play around and indulge it. So that's pretty awesome. Also, it seems to be developing and progressing both conceptually and production-wise.
Y'know so sometimes i'm feeling really good about it all, and then i have those times where i think about how long i've been out of school and just focusing on work and paying bills and life. And i think about how removed my mind has been from all this, especially in comparison to when i was immersed in it all semester after semester. So then the doubts start to set in. Thats when i'm thinking, "dude, do you really have any idea what the hell you're doing?" Y'know, it occurs to me just now, that i don't even know what i mean by that...Like, do i know what i'm doing with this concept? or in respect to art in general? or like, at all?
I think those moments come for most people, and that's cool. I mean, i think its fine that i feel that way sometimes, but i dont get caught up in that kind of thinking for too long. theres no point to it. the bottom line is how much fun i'm having with the opportunity to explore this idea and whatever else, and i love it and i'm happy so its all valuable, positive, and worthwhile even if my best work objectively sucks(which i hope it doesnt though). its insane. it really took leaving this place to realize how valuable what goes on here is, and holy shit did i miss it. its amazing to come back (even though its unbelievably weird in so many ways)
well, i feel like i've written some things. no. thats not what i mean.
what i mean is this seems complete, and i feel done even though i'm not sure if its too long or too short or if that even applies here. and i also kinda dont really know what i wrote, cause at some point early on i zoned out a bit and just let it all go. i'm not gonna go back and read it until after i post it either so im not tempted to judge and edit and let my mind fuck with me. so thats all good i guess.
haha, how does this end? Love, Josh? ha. thats what felt instinctual. why not
Love,
Josh
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