Artist Statement TOO

Artist Statement:

Well, I was born a weirdo, so it was generally accepted that I would become an artist. 26 years later I was halfway done.
I suppose there was some stuff in between. Hey, it's your funeral...

I used to draw when I was supposed to be doing math. I sucked at math, and I didn't sniff glue, so I had to have some outlet. Later, in high school, art class was the only class I liked, along with production tech (film making, using destructive, linear, 1998 S-VHS editing). After graduating, the only art I did was a few paintings. And working minimum wage, shitty jobs sucked balls. Nevertheless, I did them for nigh on to 5 years, before heading to Langara. It beats out driving auto parts, or humpin' bags at the airport.

So I was a college boy now, and took a few classes before applying to Fine Arts. 24 months later, I was a happier, albeit still maladjusted young weirdo.
I do, though, still have something like three years left, just for undergrad, and a combined student loan/ credit card debt along the lines of $25000. But no, it's cool... I'm just... no, nevermind, it's cool.

Chris C.

Think before you say something stupid

A fine maxim to live by, and one that I'm probably going to ignore. This is my Official Artist Statement, and will detail my experiance on this, the World Wide Interweb.

Actually, I have very little to say. I'll start with this:

1) People need to stop using the word "blog"

It's so fucking annoying, I don't know what.

2) This is not a serious, artist statement, silk scarves and gala openings website. It's closer than this, though: www.myspace.com/hardcorecrisis. I transcribe foul smelling letters for a degenerate pervert, and he won't let me include my own thoughts.

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4) PEOPLE NEED TO STOP USING THE WORD "BLOG"!!!