Considering it's been three weeks since I started school again, a lot of things have changed. More so mentally than anything else. I'm not fucking around much, I can't afford to. I'm restless that's I haven't started working on either of my portfolios, and I'm stuck for a character. I can't stand it. If anything these weeks have made me bitter and confused and pretty much almost lost when it comes to the whole "art as a career" thing.
But I realized something almost profound about the field of art. It's one of the most selfless careers you could have if you end up having children. You make little money when you're an artist. You work hard and compromise your living conditions constantly. You learn sacrifice, patience and contentment. And when you die, that's when you can put money to your name, that's when you have a financial value. But you don't get that money, you're children do, or really, any relatives you have. You worked hard with a passion, and as a result your kin can live off of that profit (or at least benefit on a minor scale). You give to them what you didn't have, and hopefully they appreciate that.
I think this is the only thing that will keep me going with school. I can only really hope I get in this year. If I don't I'm screwed... Mom wont continue to fund my art career. I'll have to go do something else.
That's the last thing I want.
I'm back to college now, but for some reason there are protesters that have a picket line in front of the parking lot, so traffic ends up spilling onto the street. I was late for my first class by forty five minutes yesterday, and I was very very irritated. I understand that they are trying to do this to get peoples attention, but honestly, it just makes me dislike them more. I would NEVER organize or partake in a picket line unless it had to do with basic human rights. Not a bunch of people complaining about the amount of money they make because they didn't think out the right career path for themselves. And I'm a student, do they expect me to give a flying fuck and get involved? I would certainly hope not. I just hope this whole thing blows over soon. I liked the idea of waking up a little later after school started, but now because of these protesters I'm going to have to get up at the same time I did all summer for my job.
I will say this once: I fucking hate picket lines with a god damned passion.
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