Failure to Thrive

This blog has been experiencing failure to thrive. I totally forget I have it most of the time. I mostly blog on myspace. All the accountability to write never quite happened. So I'm going to lessen the pressure to write something that is astounding in quality and simply express here. I don't think anyone ever visits but me (to try and inspire myself again, I'm quite aware nothing new has been posted), so no pressure, right? So I guess that means I'm talking to myself or writing to myself. I don't think I'm going crazy...

Anyhow, the subject of this blog should reflect how I'm trying to live life as art. Right now, I'm really enjoying life but it seems pretty chaotic. There's just so much going on and I have many points of focus rotating in front of me. So I guess I feel most like a young child's piece of art. They always seem to create lots of pictures on the page and none of them relate except in their heads. And when they are very young and there's just a bunch of scribbles on the page, you think it's beautiful because you know it is all they can create at the moment. I might be capable of creating something else that is more focused and spectacular. However, I feel pretty young and inexperienced at this season of living. I'm just a baby carving out a new way of life and my scribbles are about all I can create right now. I hope they are beautiful in the eyes that count.