Just because I think you should know....

That really lovely song by Karen O and the Kids featured in Where the Wild Things Are is a cover of a Daniel Johnston song.

Something about Daniel's music has always deeply resonated with me. Maybe because I deeply relate to the pain of being an artist who is constantly self-sabotaging. The Boyfriend and I went to a screening of the documentary of The Devil and Daniel Johnston on it's opening night at the Alamo Drafthouse, and at the end everyone in the theater stood and applauded wildly. Everyone except for me; I was sobbing so hard I couldn't even stand up to applaud. I think his music is too raw for most people to appreciate, but often people love covers of his songs. I'll admit, what initially turned me onto his music was Wilco's cover of "True love will find you in the end." But his simple lyrics have a way of jeering right into my heart till it hurts to breathe.

And that is some good music that can do that.

Anyways, here is the finished concert poster:

It's been a long time, shouldn't have left you

without a dope beat to step to

(sometimes Timbaland infiltrates my thoughts.)

Yes.  It is I.  After 4 months of bootlegging shady connections, carrying my iMac to random people's homes, and 30 minute time slots at the local library, I have a legitimate internet connection.

I've decided to revamp this blog a little.  While it will still function primarily as my art blog, I have decided to no longer hold back on other stuff I wanna write about.  Because, the truth is, these are the things that ultimately affect the kind of art I am creating.  

I feel like I've made a lot of progress since I have been back in school, but I'm still not at the level I want to be as an artist.  I bought oil paints a couple of weeks ago and I feel like I opened a portal into a new world.  It's mostly just messing around at this point, but I have a good feeling about this.  School is good for me, but I really need to make some time to work on personal stuff more.

That's all I got for nowz.