stevenhoover

Here in the hills I have reasently found a higher calling to my creative life, here I will take you away from the concrete jungle and into the hills of Cave city, KY. Am I a Hick now? No I am not, I am a simple city boy who has changed my ways to better my self for the preaseant and futer Steven Micheal Howe the second. Now you may have noticed that my original log in  is that of the name of Hoover, a disgracefull one at that. The story of my life is a long and grualing one in wich i will not bore you with the horrific details, I am here not for your pity , But for your inspiring works that all have you have posted that has furthed me in my research as far as imagination goes. So with your help I would like to become the best I can be in this small town I aspire to make my work big and please do understand that there is no limits to the progression of art. Some of you may have expeirianced what is know as a block, this is where you may become unable to progress in your art to to things such as stress,depression,or distraction,etc. Only you alone can pull yourself out of this and some people are never able to overcome this and thus throw away a something that could have been. Its a depressing thought,but all to true, so I can only hope that this message will help struggling craeters everywhere.


Signed Steven M. Howe the second.
January 19th 2013.

You know why I became an artist? To create, to be the ruler of my own world. In a life where i have minimum control of anything, the blank paper holds no limitations. I live in my imagination and draw what i see in my mind. Although most of it is some-what questionable by the more proper of people it is still art and all art is beautiful. Now to all the people who think that drugs enhance your artistic ability...Well, it is true but as i have come to realize they also make your imagination dull when you are off them, the simple fact is that all drugs destroy brain cells and thus, your imagination.
       environment is a very important thing as well. I need to be alone when i draw, maybe blast some music, but people leave me the fuck alone. For every person it is different, some work better under pressure, some work better under the influence and some just rather be in a cozy room with a monster and cigarette to help them. Whatever makes you comfortable.
       Well this is all just my opinion and don't mean to offend anyone, if you want to talk more id love to share my view on the world of art. this was my first journal entry. November 5th 2012