First and foremost, I featured two pictures from all of the people that I watch, so come check the photos (and writing) of yours that I picked out and look at everyone else's as well.
Secondly, I'm sorry about not being more avid with this account the past couple of months. I was accepted into a six week summer program called Governor's School. When you went you got to go for a certain subject. I went for choral music. It was great because everyone there was pretty much the best from across the state and we're all very intellectual. Other than my chorus class, I had integrated classes with the other students there for the other arts areas and academic subjects. We discussed a whole bunch of philosophy and tried to find the answers to the questions with no answers. It was sometimes tedius but very VERY interesting.
BUT while I was there I had no access to a computer so sadly I was seperated from DA for those six weeks. Then, of course, in my attempts to actually live my last couple of weeks of summer to their fullest I ignored DA even more. However, now I'm back at school and coming back to a extremely challenging but exciting school routine. I'll be graduating this year and instead of taking easy classes, I'm taking hard ones. At my school if you want to take an arts class it's usually A/B day, so you have to match another A/B day class with it. As a result of budget cuts and the fact that NONE of my 3 arts classes paired up with each other, I am now taking 3 AP classes.... Fun.
I just thought I'd let you guys know that I'm still alive and to say sorry for being MIA so long by featuring your pieces. I'm hoping to post some more stuff up here soon.
As always, I want to thank all of my DA supporters and friends. Your support is really appreciated and it helps me grow as an artist. Your critiques help me know not only what I'm doing wrong but what I'm doing right. Thanks for enjoying my photos and dedicating a moment in your lives to my page. <3
Anyway. Watch for the new stuff. And check out my almost sad little stock account. I do take requests depending on what's needed and if I can do it.
Every year on my birthday
I catch myself wondering for a moment where I was at this time
the day I was born
the image that always comes to mind
is looking up the young woman who is my mother
registering only the absolute rightness of the cradle formed by her arms
and caring only that she kept cooing to me
maybe my brother is there, not yet comprehending
what exactly my existence means
but excited for it nonetheless
perhaps my grandparents are there as well
I guess I like to think of those small hours
where I was the most important being on earth
and I had no understanding of it
and I wonder what my mother saw when she looked at me
beyond my tiny body
did she try to imagine as the woman I might be?
as the two little cells I once was?
Did she try to guess the color of my hair?
Or did she just see the two blue eyes
staring up at her through the pink blanket?