So, the art that's up in my gallery so far? Way more personal than the stuff I normally do, not gonna lie. I mean the style's the same, but the subject matter is tooo...I don't know, squishy. It's showing a side of me that's really kind of less than what you're seeing. It's there, but not quite this in-the-forefront of my life. More like tiny moments in time, but the wrong moments. The misleading ones. The ones persuaded to be put up thanks to pushy girlfriends
I honestly shouldn't give this much of a shit about it. Even a couple months ago, I would've been like, "So what? Why should I give a fuck about how I present myself to a bunch of anonymous faces?" But eh, I dunno. Maybe I'm coming around, maybe not. Maybe the idea of worrying about how people see you on the internet is still retarded to me, but less retarded than it was yesterday.
(wearing a monocle) Going forward, I suppose the proper course of action is to build up my gallery with more diverse selections from my portfolio.
To do this...I'm gonna have to go hunting for a better scanner.