I realized something today.
I've never thought I was much of an artist, in any way shape or form, cause I could never really draw or anything, but I've always felt that I have this something inside that needed to escape somehow, and it always bothered me that I wasn't artistically inclined enough to make it work. I'll look at my friend's work and think, damn thats cool, i wish i could create something cool.
I was thinking today as I was helping to build this new machine we're gonna use at work, and I realized that the something excapes and comes through when I'm building/making/creating something, its not art in a traditional sense, but it fulfills that need for me to express mself somehow, the way that i put something together.
its an interesting realization.
I've been trying to put this into words for almost an hour now, and couldn't make it work, so this is my final attempt, and then i'm posting it, i don't care if it doesn't make shit for sense.
I realized that I create based on what others have already done. in all the cars that I've had, I always redo the itnerior/exterior to some degree, giving itmy own little touches. my mix cds, which, as some of you may know, i take great pride in how it all fits together.
The only classically artistic medium i was ever any good at was wheel thrown pottery, because I was creating something useful, I don't think I can create art for art's sake, I think it has to have a use, a purpose. (that took about 4 smoking sessions on my front porch to figure out the right words for that)
I've been kind of lost/depressed for awhile now, and tried to keep busy to avoid it, but I've come to the conclusion that its mostly because I haven't made anything since I sold my car. I used to cut things up, make em fit differently, and make them work better all the time. every weekend, i had some kind of project that was fairly inconsequential and meaningless, but I had a good time doing it, and I got some kind of release from it.
but then, the last couple days, i've been helping to build this thing, and we really don't have much of an idea what we're doing, we're working off a patent, trying to make it work for us, but we're kinda wingin it a bit. I kept coming up with ideas to make it work better, like 3 or 4 in a row, and I felt so good, it was amazing.
I think I need a car to build on, not necessarily to drive even, just something to occupy my time and give me a release.
I'm gonna ponder this for awhile longer. see what pops up.
damn, this is quite long. woops. oh well, if tya read it all, congratulations, you got a look into my mind at its rawest
I've never thought I was much of an artist, in any way shape or form, cause I could never really draw or anything, but I've always felt that I have this something inside that needed to escape somehow, and it always bothered me that I wasn't artistically inclined enough to make it work. I'll look at my friend's work and think, damn thats cool, i wish i could create something cool.
I was thinking today as I was helping to build this new machine we're gonna use at work, and I realized that the something excapes and comes through when I'm building/making/creating something, its not art in a traditional sense, but it fulfills that need for me to express mself somehow, the way that i put something together.
its an interesting realization.
I've been trying to put this into words for almost an hour now, and couldn't make it work, so this is my final attempt, and then i'm posting it, i don't care if it doesn't make shit for sense.
I realized that I create based on what others have already done. in all the cars that I've had, I always redo the itnerior/exterior to some degree, giving itmy own little touches. my mix cds, which, as some of you may know, i take great pride in how it all fits together.
The only classically artistic medium i was ever any good at was wheel thrown pottery, because I was creating something useful, I don't think I can create art for art's sake, I think it has to have a use, a purpose. (that took about 4 smoking sessions on my front porch to figure out the right words for that)
I've been kind of lost/depressed for awhile now, and tried to keep busy to avoid it, but I've come to the conclusion that its mostly because I haven't made anything since I sold my car. I used to cut things up, make em fit differently, and make them work better all the time. every weekend, i had some kind of project that was fairly inconsequential and meaningless, but I had a good time doing it, and I got some kind of release from it.
but then, the last couple days, i've been helping to build this thing, and we really don't have much of an idea what we're doing, we're working off a patent, trying to make it work for us, but we're kinda wingin it a bit. I kept coming up with ideas to make it work better, like 3 or 4 in a row, and I felt so good, it was amazing.
I think I need a car to build on, not necessarily to drive even, just something to occupy my time and give me a release.
I'm gonna ponder this for awhile longer. see what pops up.
damn, this is quite long. woops. oh well, if tya read it all, congratulations, you got a look into my mind at its rawest
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v0rge:
they make me feel like i am being choked, but i can deal with it.
v0rge:
yeah, and it will not be too bad. plus there are a fuck load of hot ass girls there every night. 