Eh. I like the colors and the way this picture looks, but I hate the story behind it. It's pretty much a combination of many of my worst dreams. Just looking at it makes me mad and anxious. I hate it. Don't get me wrong, I love the way it looks, but it's just horrible to me. It's deep. I'm not going to explain it's depth to anyone.

Anyways, I went to the fantasy art thing again this year, and I got first place again in the same category! This is the picture I made last year:

It was so stressful this year. I didn't get a chance at all to get up and look around at people making their art. I was painting all three hours. Acrylic takes forever! But I finger painted most of it, so it didn't take as long. This is the trophy I got:

it isn't as big as the one I got last year, but it feels more sturdy.

I went to the competition with my friend Rita. (That isn't her real name.) She made fairy wings out of wire. And she picked me up this morning, but she also had to take Gary and his sister to school. So while Gary's sister and Rita were arguing Gary and me sat in the back. He though it was cool that I was gonna finger paint.