Lately I've been chugging away at art, reading journals, and struggling to improve, all worthwhile endeavors mind you, but something within the course of my travels have popped up, gnawing at my brain and eyeballs for attention that I've tried not to give. Keep in mind, yes it will sound a bit like a rant, but honestly I mean no ill behind it, just the feeling of irony. Yes my friends I'm about to explode about DA! (Gasp!) Where shall I begin? Between my failings on VCL, my short stint at YNA where even though I was welcomed there, I felt I did not belong, an outcast or perhaps a token, I was wandering without a place to showcase my art, a community where I felt welcomed. Someone mentioned DA and my heart skipped a beat, perhaps this was one place where I will not be judged by my artistic skills, but by the dogged determination to be a legit artist. Now enter the rumor mill, and it's many gashing teeth. "Oh, you can try and join, but here is a long list, and a quality control screening process." or this little gem, "The best of the best go there, you will not be noticed." Just a few choice words were enough to have me running back to my vanishing obscure webpages. That one night when a friend suggested FA, I felt I was at the end of my rope. My webpages gone, nothing left of my art and stories except space on a harddrive, I had nothing to lose. Ok, I have arrived, and it felt good. Well, just a little drama here and there but nothing that will kill my soul, just bang it up a bit. I thought at at last I have found that special place, that one dry spot in the sea of spooge and angst that I can rest and gather up my artistic energies. But of late I've heard more about DA, how some artists are not as to par as their peers, yet they have space there. Where some artist choose to showcase their art not only there but on FA as well. Heck, even Daveykins is there!!! (You folks know who I am talking about, and I don't speak ill of the man, I love his work!) Argh!!!!!! Why? Oh why me? Perhaps it is a sign, perhaps those rumors in the past was some grand plan to get me to find that safe haven called FA. In any case I got this off my chest, now I can go and create. Sorry if this was a bit long in the tooth folks, hard knocks have a habit of doing this to folks.

Honestly, I'm putting on a smile and hunting up some art to do. I will be happy, I will be happy, Think of bunnies, Think of bunnies. :)