April 17th

So, I'm pretty behind on this month's concentration pieces. I'm still not 100% sure I NEED to do them because I already have enough work don’t, but...I have like half of one done for this month so far. Ack! Um, in other new, I finally got my permit!!!! Yeah...I'm driving...stick. Super cool, I know. Haha, well I haven't killed anyone yet. Oh, and Natalie, you were in my dream the other night (not to freak you out). I think it's just my subconscious getting super stoked for SFAI! WOOT!!! WOOT!!!

This is pretty much what I'm driving, really BA....

And this is pretty much where I'm living next year.

April 11

Hey guys, so I don't have any really new and exciting art updates but....I was talking to some employees of some wine tasting places...all that random stuff, haha, and they were saying they may want to hang my art up for like a month and I could have it for sale maybe even, so I'm thinking more and more about the possibility of displaying my work. Also, I went to Mark Terry's gallery in Newburg, he does sculptures of nude women, and the woman there was talking to me about this thing where artists put their work in a 12X12 box and someone will buy it for a $100 without knowing what's in it. Sorry there isn't anything to exciting, but that's what's going on for this week.

SFAI

So it's official, I'm going to SFAI. I was choosing among schools such as MICA, Pratt, CCA, Cal Art etc. but I came to the conclusion after talking to many artist and friends that yes, I am going to the school that stole my heart over this summer. There is no other answer. It is where I belong. I feel like a dork, but "I left my heart in San Francisco" and I'm going to school to get it back. I have felt somewhat empty since returning, yearning to be "home" again. I fought it and tried convincing me that all the prestigious schools on the east coast would be better for me, but I have decided that it isn't true. I'm going to San Francisco (and looking forward to seeing Natalie and all my friends that are already down there when I get back). I'm done fighting it. And it feels damn good.