Well, I decided to write a blog because it seemed a good idea to get a peice of me into the ever expanding universe of the internet. I wanted a piece of it.

I am Beccy, a nearly 16 year old beginner/struggling/failing artist. I am like a lost sheep, deeply wanting to believe in a religion, but needing the faith to do so. And I have the rest of the world before me to do with as I wish (if I could just survive these GCSE exams, [first one is next thursday]) I want to write a novel, I beleive I will do so. I like photography, I took my first series of photo-art today, I need to improve to say the least. I like art. I love to delve into the universe of my paintings. I would love to be a successful artist, but I can't help doubting it. I am lost in the playground of The Meaning Of Life, wandering around with a big question mark sign flashing above my head. Maybe that will change soon. I would really love to be able to write poetry, but I dont think I am talented enough, I wouldnt know where to start. I love to read poetry though. I greatly fear rejection of all kinds: social, love reated, career related. Everything.

I am heavily influenced by David Bowie, Steven Morrissey, Andy Warhol, Oscar Wilde and the list could go on.