Back In the Day

Funny how you can have a concrete idea, thought out plan and sketch… and you still not enjoy the process or outcome of a piece. This is that for me.

However this piece did cause the creation of another piece so it served some further purpose than I’ve experienced before.

This is a story of nimnod (me) in Highschool, the red above the head expressing my overthinking and uncertainty of me and just everything, trying to fit in. I never knew who I was, who I wanted to be, always indecisive, just lost in the world and felt like I didn’t fit in anywhere.

The character on the right, is who I wanted to be, who a lot of my friends were, just what I thought I wanted; to get good grades, be a “good kid”, make something of myself and carry my books around like I gave a shit about my life, show up to class on time. All these preconceived ideas that were drilled into me at a young age.

It’s comical at times looking back… all the things I did and thought. I always thought were irrelevant. Now founding my passion with creativity, I can see nothing is ever for nothing. Something always has a purpose or even greater purpose.