Three dimensional art amazes me. To me, it seems to be as close to "playing God" as art can get (at least until we nail virtual reality). A great artist can take an empty room and fill it with funiture, and people will fall to the ground trying to sit on the watercolor couch, or spend lengths of time staring out of oil-paint windows.


And then there are extreme artists, like Edgar Mueller, that can create a surreal environmental experience in an otherwise common setting.

Painting by Edgar Mueller

Image copyright belongs to Rex Features

I will always love 3D art, and the feeling I get seeing buildings "crumble" and cars get swallowed by gaping chasms of fire.

A decision to branch off of art...

As much as I enjoy the feelings brought out in me by art, I believe there needs to be more to this blog, another dimension of enlightenment so to speak. I enjoy so many things that having a blog about art just won't cut it. It would feel incomplete without mixing in my loves of science, music, books, video games, debate, religious discussions, world affairs, and general randomness that might be uncatagorizeable. I'm very aware that that isn't a word, but you will not chain me to your "language" and "syntax" and... rocks. Don't chain me to those either. Especially if you plan on ordering my liver eaten out every day. Because mine doesn't grow back. See how I casually tied in the myth of Prometheus?

A beautiful work, as well as one of the less gory ones of this myth.

Image by Elsie Russell. Oil on linen (1994)

So, expect a good many posts on an array of topics in the near future.

My love of art...

As with so many people, my love of art began at an early age. I remember laying sprawled out on the floor with a stack of blank paper and a trusty pen/pencil/crayon etc. and drawing for hours. Most of what I drew looked like this:

Yea, it took me a while to get the whole "limbs aren't attached to my head" thing down. But once I did, boy did I feel accomplished!

Of course now my work is a little better. This is something I drew about two years ago:

Save for a few *cough* anatomy problems, I love this piece.

This blog will no doubt become a running art gallery; a place to post all the amatuer-ish art I create by the bucketful. Yea, that's right, bucketful. I keep my art in buckets, do you have a problem with it? Didn't think so.

The Birth of a Blog.

So this is the blogosphere; a sacred connection between people with completely different views and ideas, documenting their lives for one another. This is a place where one person can teach the rest of us how to enrich our lives in so many ways, ranging from creating beautiful clothing on the cheap to hosting the proper satanic ceremony as to not anger His Infernal Master.

Whatever your reason for doing it, a blog can be an amazing thing. Today I embark upon my blogging journey. All aboard!