Don't worry to all you people who don't want to read or comment another long journal about life and issues that people have. You can close this tab now if you'd like

I'm not expecting a lot of comments. I'm just talking.
However, before I get into all that jazz, I'll update you. I finished my third of five trades. Other stuff in progress is in the box below...and random projects I haven't mentioned, it may interest you to know I'm playing with my prismas! For the first time since I was like 10 I'm trying out colored pencils, it's quite interesting anyway. IF ANYONE IS INTERESTED I may open commissions. I know it's hard to get commissions here but I may be open if I find any interest. I'll be reasonable with prices so let me know if you have any desire for something of that sort. I'd love to do a really painty kitchen item maybe or coffee shop idea if I have time but I'm not sure how that will play out... the cheese for example, maybe onions or something that would look nice in a kitchen. Relatively easy and quick but look cool anyway.

I'm still trying to decide if I'll tackle christmas presents this year.
Also, ~
Qadr has finished her half of our trade and it is located in the features, so take a look.
Now for the talk...
I know there are other people who feel like me - that the things they do aren't worth much, the skills they have aren't that advanced - despite what other people say, I know there are plenty of people who at age 16 were or are much better artists than I am. My little sister for instance is a brilliant artist, she is bold enough to try different mediums and enjoys writing stories like I do as well. The difference between us is that she's been bold enough to step out with it. And I'll be honest, I'm proud of her...and very jealous.
I'm not asking for you to tell me I'm talented, on the contrary, but neither am I saying that I am not. I know I am, I'm not going to go pity-party on you all about it,

but I also know there is plenty of room for improvement and despite my greatest efforts there will ALWAYS be people better than me, but there also will always be people not as advanced as me. I'm not depressed about my art, actually, believe it or not, I'm feeling pleased with what I've accomplished. It's a new feeling so don't think I'm going to turn into a snob all of a sudden, but it is really encouraging. I don't think having confidence is the same thing as being prissy.
My oldest brother was just over (married, age 24) with his wife and played a song for my fam (he's an incredible bass and electric guitar player as well as acoustic and has the perfect hand for classical) it had words and has to be one of the most amazing songs I've heard. I loved the melody...everything! The funny thing was, I asked myself several times if I just liked it because it was my brother, truth be told, no. I liked it because he is super talented and has an incredible gift. Someday, and hopefully not terribly far away, I want to write a song like that. I wish I was as skilled as he is with guitar - now THAT would be amazing. I love music, art, and writing.
My point? I'm frusturated. I feel like I'm still growing, the difference between where I start in a painting and where I finish is so great they almost don't match, even if it isn't that noticeable to you, but at the same time, I'm stuck with references and for the most part black and white traditional. I'm going to try and dig out some of my parents pastels and have a go if I can finish some other art projects, but why oh why do the things in my head always fail to explain themselves properly to my hands? Maybe someday it will come through, someday I'll say what I want to say and formulate my words, someday I'll figure out what to do with my free time...how to spend it between art, music, and writing... for now I'm just waiting. Not wasting time, but learning to wait in peace for direction.
We're on so many different pages, you and I, yet somehow all in the same book. *sigh* So many thoughts, so little space, so few people to listen.


Kristy