Transitions...

Transitions are scary; they are either smooth and sneaky or jarringly startling. I'd say I'm going through an art transition at the moment. Science has, for the most part, played a fairly large roll in the things I've made. These days though, it seems to have taken a little twist as a result of a little thing called outer space. The act of conceiving things in the extreme macro and micro really takes a toll on your creative conscious. Everything is starting to seem a little blurred. I think I'm growing uneasy about the artistic grounds I've stood on these last 21 years. Someone throw me a good book to read or something.