What About It?

I like to draw and write. I’ve been exposed to the wonders of expression via pen, pencil, paint, dance, crayons, ink, pencils, you-name-it.  It is a great exercise of humans futility to try to be immortal, and of course therapeutic stress relief.

I’ve bummed around a few colleges, took some art classes… I like doing Mail art because I don’t feel the restrictions are pressure to create “Art,” the very photo realistic, rigid type… This of course makes em wonder still if what I do can even be considered art.

When I’m not writing poems or sketching something out in pencil or ink, I’m on the computer looking at street art, BMEzine, or people watching myself. Nothing beats a nice cup of hot cocoa or tea and a cozy book with my kitty.