excuse the weird hair on my part - but otherwise you get the pic 

a poem, if you will...

today i was organizing my studio in one of my distracted fits of mood and i flipped through an old sketchbook and found this - i wrote this in november or december of 2000. this was a stage in my life when i was probably the most stressed out i've ever been for a period of about (7 weeks?) - not quite 2 months. it was the kind of stressed out when you feel like someone's got a good grip on your stomach and won't let go. it was the end of my first college semester and yes, my artwork was sucking and eating up my days - and my drive to succeed was controlling me. (by the way, that's not really a good thing). and also, this wasn't the fun and frustrating but therapeutic (sp?) artwork - this was foundations assignments dry technical "artwork". anyway, having said all of that this is the poem - i think it is quite good

"i miss reading
ridiculously long amounts of time
when there's nothing else
i could be doing

nonExperiencing

i miss clean carpet"

oh yeah - i'm marrying the most wonderful, most caring, most huggable with the cutest beard man on june 10, 2006!!!

by this all men will know....

it concerns me that there are so many churches (of the same denomination) in close proximity to one another down here. what's the deal? am i missing something? maybe i am. but i think its a bit ridiculous. i think the little town of woodruff must have 20 baptist churches. weird. i mean, is that really necessary?

john 13:35

if you build it

ya know the farm house that belongs to kevin costner in field of dreams? it would be so cool to have a house like that one day. i don't know about iowa. but i do love big fields.

a cosmic war stands behind human conflict

Daniel 7

i went to see the lion, the witch, and the wardrobe yesterday. i really want to pet a lion!