Wednesday, April 14, 2010

regrets...


Yes, I've had a few.

I wasted money going to art school.

I pretend that I use what I've learned everyday at work. I guess I do, but it isn't art.

All the other people I know who have gone to art school are now artists. They might have day jobs, but they create art.

A girl I work with went to the Art Institute, does massage during the day, and makes gorgeous, hand-tooled, lovingly created, visually-stunning handbags and leather goods when she's not on the job.

Another girl at work went to design school, works behind the desk doing office coordinating things, and creates interesting and wondrous textile and fiber arts. Currently, she's working on crocheting tentacles for a friend's art installation of ethereal jellyfish and other creatures of the deep.

I craft, but it's half-assed craft. Sarcastic cross stitch, wire-work jewelry, knitting squares and rectangles.