Feed an artist to Christmas, or The Grinch Wore Spanks.
13 years ago
The Rantings of an Art Crazed Chow, Second verse, same as the first.
Ok, the title was a bit deceiving but if it got your attention, oh goodie. Anyway, another Christmas has some and gone. Nothing special happened, no Christmas Magic, no horny reindeer does visitations, no attack of the Plum Pudding Monster, and the worst of all, no incentive to do art. Things are not going too well for the chow, trying to get settled with co-habituating with my girlfriend, trying to get rid of my apartment and such. It ain't easy, no place to set up my drawing studio, thus no art.
I don't know where I am going to go from here.
I don't know where I am going to go from here.
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