What makes me mad....

I am not artist, by any stretch of anyones imagination. I like to draw, but i do not have the skill i wish i had. But the fact reamains that i do want to get better. I study alot of art, alot of pop art and comic book art and i have noticed this trend in the industry of making very busty women, with thin waits and large hips and dressing them in the most impractical outfits. Take your common fantasy comic. The hero walks in, dressed in full plate mail with a war hammer. In walks his sorceress friend/potential love interest. Now is she wearing cool armor or highly designed and detailed cloaks and robes like any self respecting mage would...no. She has a mini skirt, a haulter top and a very low neckline...and today is her modest day. It urks me off, not that i think that female skin is not attractive, on the countrary, but it gets to the point were it becomes completly imparctical. Women in pactically nothing with huge machine guns in a snow storm, how is that supposed to work? Or even be comfrotable for the woman? I respect the female body, and the choice of the artist to show it how they please. But it still makes me mad when they do such things. I think that it is degrading to women in general not to draw them, at least sometimes, in modest clothing that covers everything. And its not that i think that uncovered women are disgusting either. I just wish there was a little more respect in the comic business and that all of us with virgin eyes won't see to much.
Well that is my rant for today. Just letting off some steam after going through deviantart and my new art books i got. Well, i guess it is back to the drawing board.
Later.

What i Deserve...

I have thought alot about this word, "Deserve" latly. What do i deserve? What do those around me deserve? Do we ever really get what we deserve? But most of all i have wondered why life has dealt me the hand it has. Now i do not mean to sound like i am complaining, far from that, i think i have a wonderful life with great friends and family. But sometimes it is so confusing especially feelings. I am 22, have been for about 2 weeks now and my life is on that upward climb that leads to marriage and family. I want to be a husband and father more than anything else in this world. It is my hope and my dream. But i can not achive such a lofty goal alone. I need someone by my side to help me along. But it is finding that person that is the real challnege. So many things need to be in place for it to happen. You have to be compatable, and you both have to be in the right stage of life and there are just so many factors that need to happen to make such a union succeed and to me that is scary. I mean how do you find such a person and then, what if you find them and let them go and then see them years later and you realize that things would have been fine but they are already happy and you missed your chance to be truly truly happy. That kind of thing only happens in a century, no matter what the story books say. But i think that fear is the enemy here. And it is so hard to to be afraid when it comes to being happy. Don't we all want to be happy? did not adam fall that man might be, and men are that we might have joy? Isn't that why we are here? To be happy! And it is my belief that you can never be truly happy until you are truly married. But...on the flip side, if you are never enough without something, you will never be enough with it. So if i am not enough in this life without a wife, or sculped muscles, or a million dollar movie contract, then how will i ever be enough with it? Maybe i am just not ready...maybe i still have alot of growing up to do...but no matter what i just don't know what i want... and what a jerk like me deserves...

My life in a plain nutshell...more than likely pecan

I got sick of the old entry that i did almost...5 months ago, so i thought i would update a little bit and try for some updating of my journal. Not much to tell in my life right now. Just got out of a semseter of school and am just enjoying some down time before the summer starts. Funny thing happened to me this week. I have had several people come up and ask me if i have been taking art classes latley or if i am a art major. I scoffed at that. I will say that i am ok when it comes to art and i am still learning, but i am almost 22 years old and there are 17 year olds who are far ahead of me when it comes to this whole drawing business. But anyway, the point of this journal entry is not to moan about how weak i am when it comes to drawing. After all it is just a hobby and not a career choice. I guess the point is that life is just chugging along for me right now. Nothing major is happening to me and i guess thats is ok. No news is good news i guess and nothing happening means that everything is ok in my life. And i guess thats the point i am trying to make. Like is ok , not great, not terrible, just ok and i think that that is alright for me right now.