"Put your money where your mouth is... Then choke on it!" by Sarah Slam (Sarah Kee)

I drew this artwork after I was forced to drop out of college due to no financial aide. The school put me on a monthly pay plan to get me enrolled and I was promised that I would be reimbursed for any money I had to pay before the FAFSA money came in. Well, every time I called to check up on my aide, they had some lame excuse for not having my money. FAFSA is my only hope in going to school without collecting a tremendous amount of debt. So, I was forced to drop out with only a couple of months left of a semester....
So, this drawing is for Odessa College and there lousy, unhelpful, and rude financial aide office staff.

I'm a bit impartial about going to school for art anyways. I've watched tons of documentaries on artists who most have degrees but their art styles are so very very different from one another. What's the point in dishing out thousands of dollars if in the end you're going to do what you want regardless if your art teacher hated it or not??....
I guess it must be for the connections... I bet having a prestigious art school on your resume is easier to convince that your art deserves a spot on the wall.
I also noticed these artists had studios in the major cities and such... Must be nice...
I dont know, I think I'm doing pretty well teaching myself, thank you very much.

Ok, I'm done with this rant for today.

Art print created by sunnychampagne; $16

Lately I've been feeling much too crowded in my little craft area. There are two desks, 6ft bookshelf, an aquarium (containing by wonderful turtle, Carah), the kitchen trash can, and other misc things all crammed into an 8ft x 8ft space....
My boyfriend and I only live in a small one bedroom apartment so there isn't much space for any average couple with our same living conditions to have room for an entertainment center, much less an art studio.

But thankfully, we aren't the average couple. :D

For some reason, we haven't used our bedroom for anything more than a catch-all space. It's an "empty" room that looks like a clothes bomb went off... twelve times. haha.
We sleep on a twin sized day bed in the living room.
"A twin size for two people?!", you may have gasped.
Yes, we have been sleeping on a twin mattress together for over a year now. We are cuddlers. :D
Really though, we had this idea that when we go back to our home town, we'll ship our full size bed here... Well, it's been a year and we've gone back at least four times....

In faith that we may never actually use our bedroom, I will now convert it into my shipping/packaging/drawing room. The painting will stay in the dining room because tile is easier to clean than carpet. O.o

That's what I'm doing today....

Also, I have a great art idea. I just need a projector. Anybody know where I can get one of those for cheap?

Sail by Awolnation

My current obsession!



If I was a stripper this would be my money makin, titty shakin, earth quakin', "O" fakin, leaves rakin, candy takin, baby wakin song :D

I'm cereal!

It's time for me to get serious about my art.

I always blamed my lack of motivation on my home town.
Oh how cliche! A small town girl feels stuck in her slumpy home town and dreams of life in the big city... Just another twit with a blog, huh?

In all fairness though, my home city is full of redneck, roughneck, far right believers in which a good percentage absolutely do not care about art(unless it was a painting of a pump-jack or an oil well, or maybe if it was painted with petroleum.) The entire economy is based on the oil-industry, if that doesn't say enough. So, if the rest of the world's economy is hurting you bet your ass my home town is flourishing!
Look, my home town is known world-wide for four things;

1. Friday Night Lights, a movie and a tv series based on highschool football... A cliche Texan favorite.
2. A Lifetime movie "The Client List" based on the Healing Touch Massage Parlor's prostitution scandal, which involved the arrest of many high status men of that county... Yeah, sad right?
3. Sister city of former President George Bush's birth place.. nuff said.
   
4. And a reality tv show "Black Oil".

What an amazing thing to be a part of, right?

I always dreamed of moving to Austin, TX where the music is loud and free, the culture is alive and vibrant, nerds and hippies are part of the "it" crowd, and art is highly recognized as a beautiful part of humanity.
But... then I moved to Austin, TX last year. My ideal rainbow image of a beautiful art metropolis has been shadowed with clouds made from the evaporated piss of millions of raging environmentalists. They really like to rain on everyone's parade...
BTW, don't bring jalapeno poppers made with veggie bacon to a vegetarian potluck, because more than likely you're gonna have one angry vegan there to give you the stank eye because "there is such a thing as vegan cream cheese, ya know?".... I guess I got confused, the invitation said vegetarian but they must have meant vegan. I guess it's a hipster mind connection where they are capable of communicating their pretentiousness, much like the Borg.



I thought moving to this city would bring out my extrovert personality that was just waiting for the right opportunity to unleash, but realistically I'm an introvert.
I gave too much hope into a physical place when I should have realized it's not about where I'm living, it's all about how I choose to live.

So, my main point here is I've been waiting around for a sign or a "spark" of enlightenment when I realized that chaos is my muse. I was very artistic in a place that shunned art. When I sought out for comfort in a place that I thought would understand me, I was let down and thus became artistic once again.


That's what this blog is about. I will be blogging my self-taught artistic journey.