Chaos

I ran into a humongous dillema today, one that caught me stressing much more than I should have been. That isn't like me, by the way, to stress over something. For class, we were assigned for find a single metaphor that represents us... and then create a piece of artwork that expresses that metaphor. Pretty easy, you'd think.

But as I started thinking about it, I couldn't possibly figure out a single metaphor that could possibly represent me. Maybe I was thinking too deeply, thinking too much into the project but I couldn't find anything I was satisfied with. There's something difficult about describing yourself as it is, and finding a metahpor is even difficult because it's so simple.

It's a BIG DEAL!

Admittedly, in a moment of complete desperation, I consulted my Dad, who always seemed to have genius ideas when it came to this sort of thing. With his help, I was able to come up with the metaphor "Chaos"... and the image to represent it would be one of spaghetti roads.

What a great idea, right? Roads represent journeys, and the spaghetti made them just a tad more complicated - much like my life tends to be. But as I got working on it, I decided even that was too simple. So I made it so that some roads were blurred and jagged, some were foggy, one was broken, some were twisted, some had two ways to go and one was congested and busy. There was even an accident in the middle of it.

What do you say? Success?