Art?

Okay...I think I need to be a little more bold. I had a wonderful time this weekend swapping stories my friends & I had written, critiquing them & getting down to the things that keep us stuck & how to change that. I feel bold when it comes to writing, but still seem like the shy kid in the back of the room when it comes to my art. I don't know why exactly. I mean sure, it's just me baring my soul, but is it really? Paintings really have a way of not being about the artist as much as they are about the viewer. People are going to see what they want to see & interpret things based on where they are & how they feel at the time. So what is it that makes me keep stacking them up in piles or lugging them into the attic to get covered with dust? I'm not sure. So I'm going to stop. I'm going to put them up & put price tags on them. If someone wants it, well who am I to stop them? I'm going to start sketching more. I want to post these musings as well. The pre-idea. The beginnings. The scribbles. I've always loved the art that comes before THE ART. It so much more free. So look out world. Here I come.