...why I do the things I do.
Like right now. I'm getting up early tomorrow, being a good art student and going outside in the morning light to work on my perspective drawing (the shadows will only be any good between about 10:00 and 11:30). I could've/should've gone to bed about an hour ago. But for whatever reason, I feel like I'm staying up just to be up.
Or in a broader sense, why am I in art school at all? Is it by default, because I can't come up with anything better? Am I supposed to be burning with a fiery unpredictable passion or is it really enough to just try and do good work?
My life lately is feeling like one of those Choose Your Own Adventure books: When you start it seemless like there are endless possibilities but in reality your choices are limited and you always end up in the same place time after time.
Wow, I am so dating myself with that metaphor.
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