I just realized that my artwork is for me. I should do it because it makes me happy, I guess make my day a little brighter. This has been nagging on me for a while becuse I always seem to be trying to get everyone elses affection, not my own. And in no way is this self fattery, I just haven't been that happy lately with my relationship with art, because it always felt like something was missing. So now I have it. I am my own problem, I have come to that realization, because my art, like my words, should make me happy.
Hopefully, someone out there has a brighter day...

I think I might try going through all of the little smiley face buddies, because I am truly a cacophany of emotions. ...I must be emo.