I know it's been quite a while- years, in fact- since I've posted anything, or commented at all- except for a couple friends who have been worrying- I never meant to make anyone worry, or to dissappear. I do stop by every once in a while, just to look at art and stuff, but never really say anything because it's been so long and I've lost touch. I understand that we all have our own problems and things going on in our lives that keep us from being involved and part of this community, and I have no ill feelings towards anyone who doesn't really remember me, or even care that I've been gone. And that's OK- I don't really mind. But I stopped by to explain a few things for my friends who do remember me,missed me, and those of you who may even be expecting some new artwork someday.
I've improved quite a bit, but without a scanner, I don't put my new art on my computer anymore- but I have a camera, and in the upcoming weeks, I am hoping to make some new fan-art, original pieces, and sketches (lots of sketches) which I would like to share again, now that I have more time, or rather, I will be having more time, but not immediately. I looked back on the things I used to do when I first started, and realized I was kind of screwing myself over, offering free commissions and gifts- which I don't regret- but unfortunately, I won't be doing that anymore, because I have other priorities and it wasn't fair to do to myself when I already had/have so many things to take care of. At the moment, I'm helping another friend of mine with organizing a memorial service for their friend who died of cancer a few month ago, and was the co-founder of Sherwood Oaks Experimental College, where he asked actors and actresses in Hollywood to come speak to his students about their experiences in the film industry. My friend is working on this all alone except for me, so I'm doing my best to take some of the pressure off of her.
So anyway... I left DA a few years back because I was finally able to meet Matthew, my boyfriend, in person, and we were enjoying our time together, no longer hundreds of miles apart. I was also dealing with school, and unfortunately, only three months later, my family and I were evicted from our home, and forced to live at friends' houses and hotels until we decided to move out to Texas, where we stayed for 8 months until my mother was so depressed that she decided we should move back- we just couldn't afford everything we needed, so we moved all the way back, where we remained homeless for three months before we found a small apartment here in California.
That was back in 2011. At the end of the year, my father invited me to visit him in Catania, Italy, for a two-week stay for his birthday and Christmas, and I accepted. I'm so happy I went, because it was such an incredible trip! Catania is beautiful, with so many orchards and small towns, but my favorite parts of the island (Sicily) were the vast, green countrysides, and the castles and ruins scattered throughout Agrigento (on the mid-western side of the island). I stayed with my father at the Naval base at the bottom of Mt. Etna, one of the few active volcanoes in the world that is generally safe to drive and walk on, because it's so well ventilated. It took us almost two hours driving just halfway up the mountain, where we stopped at a wide lot where they had a tour building, which, for a couple hundred dollars, they would have driven us further up the mountain, but we decided not to. We instead rested at a bar, which, in Italy, is just a cafe that happens to sell beer. It was cold and quiet, and we enjoyed some hot chocolate and cookies; we walked across the lot to some souvenir shops and on the other side was a guardrail and the most quiet, serene spot there- we were at cloud level, and it was incredibly peaceful. Unfortunately, I was an idiot and forgot my camera... but I brought back some souvenirs and postcards that I'll share later on.
Anyway, when I got back, I had a lot of time to think about what I wanted to do- and I decided that I was wasting my time at school (where I was already entering my fifth year after missing so much being homeless) and gave myself three days to rest. After three days, I put in applications and one moth later, I was working at Ralph's as a bagger. I was much happier working than going to school, but I am ashamed for not finishing school beforehand... Anyway, after six months, I was promoted to the bakery ins-store, where I was super-happy working, until earlier this year, when they transfered me to the service deli, where the work was awful and greasy and gross... but I tolerated it and made quite a bit of money to support my family. Recently, though, some good things have happened, and we're working on moving out on our own.
I'm sorry for the long story- I've had quite an adventure, so far, and in no way do I expect sympathy or lots of "OMG, SAYLOR, YOU'RE BACK I MISSED YOU LOL"- I just wanted to get back in touch and explain why I've been gone so long, because I want to come back and share and show off my new art. So if you enjoyed my story, and are happy to see me getting back in touch, I'm glad- if not, that's OK too. Thanks for reading, though, and I hope to be back soon with cool stuff.
Thanks, guys (=
Also, this charity is having a triple-match grant until October 31st, so if you're in a generous mood, you can go here to donate to Smile Train, which gives free cleft surgery to children in developing countries who otherwise couldn't afford it. If you donate $250 (the price for one operation) it'll be matched two-for-one, to $750. I'll be making a donation myself soon, so if you'd like to do some good- even by making a small gift- this is a really good charity.
Thank you! Buh-bye (=