Of Interest.

I can't help but notice the way that I have been thinking lately. I feel as if I am losing my mind being put into a semi fine arts school.

With every passing week, I grow tired and bothersome with the material we debate upon. It's pure madness I feel at times. I feel too simple-minded when I walk into discussions about shit I really don't care about.

I feel pressured slightly to conform to the typical art school student who is enriched in thought about de Kooning and the thousands of other artists I have no idea about. I just want to learn about printmaking and get a degree out of it. That's it. I don't want to do galleries and exhibits and print out catalogs that represent my "art." I just want to learn techniques for myself so that I can use it later on in my design work.

Maybe I am getting scared because I feel discouraged. I know that I will be most likely doing a commercial job or futting around in my own studio printing and sewing and making jewelry just for the fun of doing it because I love it. Is that so hard to comprehend? I feel like it is.

I am wondering a lot right now. I think I need sleep. Or food. Food more so I think. My brain hurts.