I call it: "Wood on Cardboard"

My new school is big on art and I really enjoy it. I paint, draw, color, push sequins into glue-dough, and most recently, I create (((SCULPTURE COLLAGE THINGIES))) (the triple-parentheses are supposed to mimic the Voice of God. Keep up.). So, when I brought this fine wonder home the other day my mom and dad were very impressed.

I recognize that talent is innate but that it also takes a lifetime to hone and perfect. If I am to cut any of my ears off in the near future, I need to get started crafting my arts. So, in order to determine whether I have what it takes to be an (((ARTIST))), I decided to exploit a dear family friend, art critic, and allllmmmoosssst PhD, Kim B. to tell me how it is. Give it to me straight, sweet siren of sculpture!

Here is her critique of my work - Wood on Cardboard:

"In this sculptural collage from the artist's early career, a strong negative capability is already observable. The balance of the regular cardboard ground is off-set by a considered, if seemingly random, placement of the objects. Recalling Donald Judd, though clearly rejecting the regularity of his forms, this piece already exhibits a powerful sense of self, giving us a first glimpse of the concerns that he would take up in his mature work."

"Powerful sense of self," you got that right, sugar! I'm not real sure what the rest means just yet... give me a few years.