I'm an Artist, but I Don't Wear Berets

I'm starting a new thaaang. In the wake of recent comedic writing block, I've decided to show some of my other meager talent: art. My art is not about cheeseburgers, but nor is it about taking things lightly. Mind you, you will see no nooses or wilted roses here; I prefer to produce quiet and intriguing pieces (I hope). I used to do more ravaged, "gross" art (as my mom would put it-and she has a very mature appreciation of art, so that gives you an idea of the gross-factor in which I indulged-rotting skin, bloodshot eyes, etc. etc.), but I've matured and I've gotten more reserved and I think more aesthetically pleasing with my artistic decisions. So as well as my...err, quirky essays, I'm including my art (also quirky) as well. I'll try to post a piece a day.





SO, here's the first piece I'll include.

"Detroit-Mexicantown" by Katherine Morrison

December 13, 2007

Digital photograph