Over a year ago, I realized something about this site, it has both some of the best people, and some of the worst. This whole Web 2.0 thing, and social networking, I've realized are way over my head. During my hiatus from here, I've lost and learned.
First, I've lost some people that I believed to be really great people. The internet is amazing for that simple reason, it brings people geographically separated next to each other, and lets them become acquaintances, and friends. This site even used to be a means of connection for some of the friends I had in real life, people that I can connect with without an internet connection. I've even lost a passion I once had, with seeing things that amazed and inspired me, like people creating art, for my enjoyment.
Second, I've learned that I this wasn't really my place. You know, the whole art scene. I didn't ever really think that I would create something as beautiful as what's posted here, but I wanted yet another passion. I've never been able to say I've had that one thing that I could say I was good at, not writing, not art, and not people. My gallery proves my artistic talent, in fact, my only real piece of work isn't really my "art."
I write this journal, because I've been on this site for nearly three years now, and have nothing to show for it. No growth, no friends, and certainly no art.
I'm not sure what I'm trying to say here, or that I got my view of here and myself out, but I wanted to make some attempt to let the people that have stayed in slight contact with me alert.
I'm not saying goodbye, or hello, but more like letting you know that nothing has changed since day one when I joined this site.
I'll leave you with a quote, because I'd criticize my own words, because they will never tell my story.

"We cannot tear a single page from life, but we can throw the whole book in the fire." George Sand.