Welcome, Ethan!!

Is anyone else "Hip to the Hype?"




Let me just start by clearing a few things up. First of all, I'd like to welcome Ethan to the VanSciver blog world. It's good to have him here. The relationship that I have had with Ethan has been practically non-existant in the past and I have always wanted to fix that. Ethan to me is sort of a hero, but more of a myth. I brag about him to friends and show off his artwork, but have no contact to speak of with him. It's not that I don't care or that I'd just prefer to complain about it instead of getting in contact with him, it's just that I wouldn't no where to start. I admire the man, and think he is amazingly talented, and I look up to him as an artist and a brother. Hopefully, this is the start of something. Maybe I'll be inspired for once to do something with my artwork. Uncle Lauren wants me to do a portrait of Sophie, but I am yet to be contacted by him for the follow up. My life is a busy life. Alot busier than I'd like it to be. I'm not even doing something I love to do. I work from 3 in the afternoon- 2 in the morning. It's not fun. It's hard, as you all know, trying to be the provider and keeping lights on and food on the table. I wish I could do something with my art but I don't know where to start. I have also been able to rekindle a relationship with Amanda after all these years and that has been good. It's like a weight has been lifted. The only one left is Dad, really. I've had time to think about everything and I am getting alot older now and gray. Maybe I should move in that direction before it's too late. I'm more open now than ever. Whatever happened between our Mother and Dad was devastating to the younger VanScivers and we have been affected extremely. We have had to cope with some hard times that we felt weren't warranted, but we got through them and we are all grown up now. I mean, Jonah is 22 now. As we get older and we become parents and husbands and wives, we get a chance to see firsthand the hardship and the struggle that is involved in raising our little ones and keeping our better halves happy. It's not an easy task. So, maybe I don't know everything about what really happened, and really, I may just not care anymore. My mother is my hero. She always will be. She is the very definition of "strength". I dare anyone to say the opposite. You'd just be full of it. My father on the other hand was a hero to me when I was a youngin. I'd always look forward to when he came back from court and I'd run outside yelling. "Did you win? Did you win?" Or remembering my dad as my coach in baseball and how I always seemed to be on the AllStar team, whether I deserved it or not. He was a good man. He did make mistakes. I too have made mistakes. I, however, would not like to be punished for them for the rest of my life. I guess I have some more growing up to do. As for the rest of my family....I have to say how (expletive) impressed I am with you all. So much talent. I let alot of time go by without speaking to Jenna, Amanda, Hannah, Ethan and Josiah that it mades me sad. We are all so much alike, although we range from blue to red in societies spectrum. I guess we have our parents to thank for that. They made some good kids. I want to be closer with my family. I have realized my flaws and I am going to do my best to remedy them. I hope I get the chance and that next year, we can ALL be together.