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Journal Entry: Sun Jun 29, 2008, 7:27 AM
I just don't know
how a human
can trust anything.
Hi yall. I'm back (kind of). I guess I'm still not all there. I'm busy being Faust right now. Sold my soul (went to scad, the commercial, career-oriented tradeschool version of an art school. I wanted lofty artistic ideals, not pretty websites and thorough resume`s. Didn't realize that's what I'd get when I came here. No research, my fault). Photographers make money. Hope I can forgive myself. If I die tomorrow, what did I live for? Assurance of an upper-middle class income? I hope not.
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Devious Comments
don't worry about the scool, trade is kind of nececcary, you don't have to sell your works, maybe you just can use this knowledge to open your own artists' materials shop and use this stuff for your own stuff while you get enough money from your customers
i can understand that you probably don't like your class mates, because they might to do this awful thing like sell their works
i'm in a trade school, in which i don't like all of the peoples attitude, too but it just doesn't bother me
so look ahead to a safe future or something like this
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korororonanz sinaniae ozu MAHOK
Mahok to the Q
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I haved moved! ~Elleir
and green, the golden tree of life
oh school. my wanting to go to scad received a big fat 'fuck it' upon realizing i hated making art more than i loved it; or at least didn't want to sell myself to get through life. (starting at appalachian state next month. though, my best compadre will be attending scad so i will probably be frequenting savannah streets.. spare time and gas money dependant)
i feel very glad to have heard from you, i'm glad that you came back and i would write more and more but there'll be plenty of that after i go see all the new stuff you submitted <3
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I'm anemic royalty.
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