My ode to the Mangosteen.
This is my Ode to the Mangosteen (perhaps I'll write a short accompanying poem later). I like to oil paint, though I suck at it. I've decided to do a themed series -- Foods of Fantasy. I am a great GREAT lover of food in all forms (from fresh fruits/vegetables to the most processed, sugary, salty crap you can put in your body). I have already painted an artichoke, which I am kind of proud of. I'm not as proud of this mangosteen, but I'm posting it anyway, because just the fact that I can FINISH a painting is kind of a big deal. I think I have more unfinished than finished. The reasons behind that stem from laziness, to a need for a perfection that will never come, to boredom, to not having the cash for the ridiculously RIDICULOUSLY expensive art supplies.
I haven't written here for awhile. As I've said before, I tend to write in bursts. I also have another submission due in a week to my writing class and I haven't even started it. Hopefully today, since work is pretty slow and dead, I can sneak on a blog. In the meantime, I better go work.
Man, I have this overwhelming need to get bombed. It's only 10:30 in the morning.
