I just officially finished summer school! Woo, freedom! I'll celebrate by getting some Moose Drool at the Yard House tonight. My last assignment had me writing about the death of Brandon Lee. I cried quite a bit last night and couldn't finish writing until today. Fortunately I found some more information regarding his life and death that I had not already known, nonetheless contributing to more tears. If I'm obsessed with any death the most, it is Lee's. I am always undeniably overcome with emotion and eeriness when discussing or even just thinking about it. There's always a phase once or twice a year when that happens. Ever since 2006 I've been possessed by that film [The Crow], it will forever always be my number one. In my deep gloomy mood last night I declared that I would make a tribute painting to Lee and The Crow. I did some art piece of the Crow in high school, but nothing epic. So a new idea has been born. As always, I don't know when it will ever materialize. I've had another art piece mapped in my head since high school that still hasn't evolved into anything, but it will! O it will!
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