The longing I have, it can’t be contained
May 13, 2009
Okay, so, for anyone that may read this that cares, and doesn’t know already, a couple of changes have happened in my life. In January, I returned to school to finish my BFA degree, and hopefully will go on to get my MFA and teach college level art classes. It’s something that I’m really excited about, because it will mean I’ll have a chance to, first of all, really get into doing art again- something I’d dabbled in but not taken seriously for a long time- and secondly, put me in a position to guide and help future artists find their vision. When I was younger, I could really have used a teacher that would encourage and guide me, without smothering me or defining assignments so strictly or loosely that I had no idea what to do.
I also took out my dreadlocks.
And then I put a new set in. Which I don’t have a picture of, though it’s safe to state that they look just about as “bride of frankenstein” as the post-brush out photo above. Except they’re black, thanks to a dye job I gave myself just before I put them in. I only went without dreadlocks for about five months before I couldn’t stand it anymore. Which is funny, since the whole brush out took about a month and two bottles of conditioner, but I’m happy I did it. I loved my previous set a lot, but there were some that were to thick for my preference, and I was itching to try some really skinny ones.
In addition to wanting so badlyfor this set of dreadlocks to mature and be recognizable for what they are, I’m also itching for a new tattoo. I got one on my shoulder for my birthday last year (seen below), and I really wanted another one right after. Tattoos are addicting, especially for a former cutter.
I don’t think I’m going to go into the tattoo I want to get this time, I’d rather wait until it’s done. Maybe it’s a little weird that I’ll probably get a tattoo for my birthday two years in a row- I don’t want everyone to thing I’m going to be covered twice over by the time I die- but I’m going to be thirty, and thirty seems like a great time for the idea I’ve got in mind.
