It seems that I just cannot go to sleep these past few nights and it's really starting to bother me. I read somewhere that you shouldn't do any busy work on your bed because it doesn't tell your mind to "go to sleep" once you lay in bed. I have been doing my homework on my bed and surfing the web on my laptop... could that be why I just can't close my eyes? hmm... much to think about..

here's a goofy sketchbook I did the other day. kind of made me want to wonder around =]

My Prayer of Peace

Lord of my being strip me of my pride

Let me only find pleasure in it's creator

Help me to see all through the eyes

Of whom brought all to be

Pull me off this mountain of self

That I so often climb

And lead me through the valley of Peace

Cleanse my mind of doubts and fears

Be my strength when all I am is weak

Push me to only gaze upon your wonder

For truth rests at your right hand

Beatles Balloons

Why, you're absolutely right!

I am a huge Beatles fan...

That Man from that Unknown Land

Who is it? ... I don't really know.

Why did I draw him? ... 'Cuz I wanted to ;]

Anticipation

There is something I must face tomorrow that until now I had pushed below the surface. It's funny how God reminds you of your need for Him in the smallest ways. Rather than asking for Him to just skip tomorrow and go ahead to the next day, I need Him to guide me peacefully through each step. I need Him to guard my thoughts, my words, my actions, and especially my feelings.

Enough about that...

In my art 3 class we have been asked to pick a concentration. At first, I was going to go with the usual "pretty trees" idea or something rather simple, but as I thought hard about what it was that I enjoyed and what is what that I wanted to be drawing for the next weeks I began to picture something different. I sat in my room and looked around at the different things hanging up such as a Mexican tribal mask, a hand made Peruvian rug, and other random items from various places around the world and it hit me; I am completely enamored with other cultures. I noticed that not everyone shared the passion for different languages and colors used in other countries or the clothing the women wore when they traveled from waterhole to village and realized that it was just that which I would depict in all my artwork that year. So, since then I have been trying to somehow tie in the wonderful colors of skin and clothing with the emotions and desires of people other than my own culture. I probably make no sense whatsoever and don't really even know why I have a blog other than to have a use for the addicting keyboard on my MacBook because it feels so nice = ]

You say I 

"forgot all of that so easily"

And how would you know?

You never even try to talk to me.

They said, "If he loves you he will fight 'till then end"

Well, Prince Caspian,

 that explains exactly where you've been.