I feel like I'm in the wrong forum to post this, but this forum has spoken out to me as a population of intellectuals who actually have great opinions and stick to them. The people who come into this forum actually have some sense, and on this far corner of the Internet, great discussion flourishes. This thread isn't exactly for artists, nor is it for everyone. Basically I've come to tell my sad little story and see what happens, and also to see what other people have to say. I'm not here to brag about my art and say I'm the next goddamn Mozart who's going to reinvent art on a galactic scale, but more to ask you, as people, your opinions. Second, I'm not going to post art and say "rate 1 to 5", that's bullshit. I'm going to wait and see how much activity my little stuff gets, and by that, I mean if one person asks to see some of my stuff, than by all means I'll post a few pictures. But I'm going to try to explain myself beforehand. Where do I start? I was born in a small rural town in the United States. Anyone who has lived in one of these places will immediately have sympathy for what I'm talking about. Most people my age (I'm young, out of high school but young.) think this place is boring. "There's nothing to do here, Where do I shop?!? etc, etc." I see it as a slow, tired little town with not much direction to go in. I work in a factory, long tiring hours of something I hate. The only reason I'm there is to save for college, so I can hopefully make something of myself. Anyways, I'm pouring my heart out here, let's get back to what I came to do in the first place. I started drawing like every other kid did, in elementary school. My teachers failed me again and again because I wasn't drawing or coloring or whatever they had me doing the way they wanted me to. In my adolescent mind, I wasn't saying "Screw the man", I was just doing what I wanted to do. I again failed art in 9th grade, because of the same thing. This time, I was being arrogant, and doodling my own stuff instead of following the course, (At the school's expense, man they had some nice drawing paper), My style grew after a close friend of mine introduced me to a few of what are now my favorite artists. Wayshak, Alex Pardee, Craola. People who made art that they wanted to make, AND MADE A LIVING DOING IT. (If you're interested in this story so far, google any of them.) Art became a huge part of my life, when I wasn't sleeping in class, I was drawing. Eight hours a day of nothing but doodling allowed me to perfect what I like to believe is my style, and I became, (sad to say) the artist that I am because of the public school system. I mean, I almost flunked out because I was more worried about drawing then how our crops are grown. I didn't flunk because of bad grades, I almost flunked because of drawing in classes like Art, Agriculture, Welding. Those classes are all we have, and you have to have those credits to pass, I did great in core classes, but those classes that didn't mean anything to me, the ones I was made to take that were extras? I didn't care. I cared about how many eyes I was going to put on this particular monster. Now on to the meat of this article, Art is an amazing, powerful tool, and like musicians, we portray our souls and inner thoughts through our mediums. We speak to other people in this way, because our meaningless words could never convey our deep, dark, inner universes that flow through us. We make our own worlds because we hate the ones we're already in. Now, In my own opinion, I'm not talking for all artists anymore, I feel like art is a depraved world. Anyone can get on a computer and make art fast and efficiently and impress people. I call these people "Posers", I'm not talking about fledgling or even accomplished digital artists who make works of art. I'm talking about people who get on paint or even the more advanced programs and make a quick little design to impress people around them. Now, before you crucify me for insulting you, I want to say something. If you're making art digitally, and you're passionate about what you do. You're okay in my book. I'm not talking about you. I'm talking about the people I've met, in person, who do this kind of shit for the praise. I don't like them. They don't care about art, they care about the glory and the fame of it. They're the boy bands and auto tuned pop groups of art. And I hate them. Now I'm going to haze realism a little bit, now, all you realists out there, take a break and listen to me. I have a deep, humble respect for realism, because I can't touch it. I cant do realism because I don't have the integrity or the patience to sit down and make things look like a picture. In fact, that's what art is. Art is making a picture of something. But to me, you can just take a picture now. You see a beautiful sunset? You don't paint it, you take a picture. I feel like the real hero's of realism, are the one's who take it, and apply it to abstract art. That's just me though, I'm an abstract artist, therefore I have a biased view and a tendency to lean that way. A great example would be Hannah Yata, look her up too. But anyways, I've made this too long, and I'm just trying to convene some of my feelings, because in this back water town, I have no one to do that with. In closing, I'm sorry for any grammatical errors and mistakes I made throughout this little shin-dig. Any if you've read down to this point, I have to say, you're a wonderful human being to even have taken the time to do so. I'll come back and hopefully discuss your opinions with you, and if you have any questions about what I do, or how I do it, feel free to ask. OH, and I kind of forgot to mention why I made this thread. Talk about what art means to you, where it sits, what it's done or hasn't done for you. If you're an artist, talk about your art, if you aren't, talk about what kind of art you like, what mediums appeal to you the most. In general, just talk about art. Anyways, see ya soon, folks.