I'm pretty excited about having some of my sculptures on display at a local comic book store. The owner used to work with me stocking shelves overnight at Wal-Mart and I've been buying comics from him since I found out he was doing that. I've been talking about selling my art through his store since I was first in there, but I never got around to it until just a few weeks ago. He's got price tags on all my works, them and I think they're drastically under priced, at the very bottom of the price range I quoted him. But, if they sell, it's a few extra bucks in my pocket and a good reason to make more. And maybe the next ones will sell for a few bucks more.

Even if they don't sell, they're out there being looked at and I like to hope admired by comic book nerds and I beleive that's exactly where my art belongs. I've known some people I went to school with who are getting their art in galleries and getting involved with artsy-fartsy festivals and community events and things like that. I'm sure I could have some level of success if I applied myself to working on the kind of art that you see in art galleries, but the truth of the matter is, I love making fantasy art. It's the kind of thing that the stuck up art gallery people turn their noses up to, dismissing it as a lower art form if they're willing to consider it art at all.

I think the most important thing I learned from getting my Bachelor of Fine Arts degree from a university who tried to spoon feed me this stuck-up "high art" crap was that I'm allowed to have my own tastes in art, even if it means rejecting the entire artworld that they're birthing me into. I'll take a poster of a naked barbarian chick riding a polar bear over any of the crappy art that's hanging up in the Museum of Modern Art any day.