I'd almost forgot this page. It's not as though I've ever been popular. I'm not known for my art, even among the few people who know I'm an artist (or know me because I'm an artist).

Point is... and yes, I'm into making points lately. It's the new thing...

I've got access to a decent scanner, and borrowed tech is better than no tech... by far.

I'm living in Tucson now... I haven't got any kind of equipment... but I'm starting to feel alive again. I've been hiding under a rock for so long... it's time to find my place in the sun. I'm gonna get hella sunburned... maybe it'll be worth it in the end.

So little is.

Apparently I need to upgrade my tech setup before I can move ahead again. Fortunately this has already been accounted for! Yea! Kaye's actually got things well enough in hand *cough* for a nice change of pace.

Unfortunately I won't be able to do everything I want to for... how far away is the 14th? Like, two weeks? Oi! That's not long at all!

Kaye's tech upgrade list:

GLITCH to the max! My pre-loved Powerbook G4 gets 512 RAM, a new keyboard, and some screws... Oh! And a new OS! Brilliant.

Still need a scanner.

Might get either a big HDTV or a projector, haven't decided yet.

AND my couch gets reupholstered.


Not bad hey?

That's all for now.

I have to go run some errands and talk to people... I'm supposed to draw Ryan and my alter egos/inner children playing together, because I decided I would last night then fell asleep. I should pull together some new art to pimp out my DA page this week, but I've decided that old art is going to be archived on my multiply site.

Everything posted here will be super fresh only, yo!

-Kaye

So... it's been a while. Again.

I'm starting clean and going back to my roots... as if that's not the most contradictory thing I've ever stated. I'm wiping out the really old art (2005 and earlier), but having it sent to a friend (Xinbi) to be scanned. I'm also recollecting a lot of the older all digital work I did after getting my tablet about two years ago.

I'd like to get more practice in working all digital, but I also need to get my own scanner. I've got myself every color sharpie ever made in two sizes (standard and ultra fine), plus black in about five different sizes. I've got a brand new paint-box, trays, and good paper for brush work, but I still need to find a good mechanical pencil to sketch with. Hell, I even got around to fixing my sewing machine... everything is in order.

So why aren't I happy?

Why does the caged bird sing?

Get living or get dying, right? Well, I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired. I've been dead so long I almost forgot what it means to live. I'd been digging my own grave and lost sight of the sky. I feel like I've forgotten how to fly, but I know that's not it. I keep having these weird dreams... but there's a song in me yet. I'm alive. Broken, but still breathing. That's enough. It has to be... I haven't got anything left to lose.

I'll draw again, sure. I've got enough inspiration to feed an army of artists. There's still so much left to write... I could do nothing but write for the next two years and have only scratched the surface. It's all there. It's always been in me. I just couldn't work it all out before... Ryan says I have no discipline, but Dan says I have no ego. I'm not sure what I'm missing, but I'm not letting it hold me back anymore.

I want to dance. I want to run again. I'm such a coward, but it wasn't always like this. I used to be fearless. I've let fear stand in my way for so long... too long. But no more. Never again.