I could have sworn I've written about this before

There are so many moments where I wonder where I came from. Not literally, I know I wasn't adopted. But both my parents work with numbers for a living, and my brother is a stereotypical jock. Thus, none of them are particularly artistic. Last night at dinner I said something about my big project and my brother made a comment like "that's not real work. I have to do bio homework. I could do what you're doing. How about I'll do your 'art' and you do my bio homework." I just rolled my eyes knowing he's annoying. But it really makes me think about where my creativity came from, no one around me is creative.

(on the plus side, I get more variety for my collages; I just got some of Jeffrey's old sports magazines haha.)

2 collages COMPLETELY DONE. Hoping to get another 2 done tonight [: