full circle
as a wee lad of 5, i had aspirations of becoming a race car driver. this fact is well documented in my journal we had to keep in kindergarten. it was my first blog, only there were no computers and al gore had yet to invent the internet so i used crayons.
every morning we would have to make an entry in our journal based upon how we feel or some sort of assignment the teacher would give. the assignments were easy, kind of like what is your favorite color. i chose black, so i would draw spiders, night skies and goth kids. some of my favorite things to draw were monsters, stick people and eyeballs. my eyeball obsession even became a mother's day gift in the form of a plate. it made sense to me, eyeballs are round and plates are round.
i can remember the red racecar i drew. it wasn't a stock car, it was the kind with wings. my early art renderings resembled picasso as i put multiple perspectives into one view. the main body of the car was drawn from a birds eye view with a vibrant red. the tires however were flipped on their side so that you could see how round they were. just like eyeballs. and of course they were goth kid black. the car even had a driver fully equipped with a helmet.
i no longer want to be a race car driver. but i am working in a place where i have a sketch book. a book where i still draw monsters, stick people and gibberish. it is also a place where advance screening movie tickets are given out like fliers on college campuses. so tonight i will be seeing taladaga nights. and somehow, i feel as though it was meant to be.