It is very late, I'm very tired, and I should logically be sleeping.

I don't write online anymore. Somehow in the years of working low-end IT jobs I just lost the urge.

But it is late and I have something to say. At least for now, I may remove this page sooner or later. This is "our" wedding site, but there is no other place I can think of that I would rather put this, even though it is, at least initially, about me.

Art comes in many forms. Paintings, music, literature, and sculpture to name a few have all touched our lives in greater or lesser ways. I have always felt that I am creative but not a creator. I think I've been wrong in that idea. I've made some music in my time, wrote parts of many stories in my day, did some (for lack of a better term) sculptures when inspired to do so, but none of it really worked. Indeed most of it is unfinished or abandoned.

I realized at 2:23a.m. on July the 25th that I have indeed made something that I am now going to call "art" because calling in stanley would make even less sense. At this point, I'm going to switch to "we" because I didn't make this art alone.

We made a relationship, Ceci and I, that I now think of as art. The wedding gets more and more real as the days get less and less. Each morning the wet slap of reality hits me like an anvil just after the alarm clock goes off. "How are we going to pull this one off?!" Milliseconds after that nasty shock passes I picture Ceci. Always beautiful, always someone I'm proud of, always amazing in my eyes, and always Ceci. We have created this relationship and it is art, a beautiful and dynamic work that a lot of people don't get. Which is fine, I don't get the Mona Lisa but I hear it's expensive and a lot of people seem to like it. We have created something that for the first time in my life I'm wholly proud to say that I am a part of and will be an active member in until the day I die. This artistic venture on both our parts has left me at both the greatest highs and deepest lows of my life and moved me in ways that I can only hope everyone who reads this has been moved.

We would love to see all of you at our "art gallery" in January. We only have one piece of work, it's a one night show, and the "art" can be confusing. But, what we've made is also beautiful, unique, and something that all of you are, in no small way, a part of. She is a writer and I am a professional student (apparently) but we are both very proud artists and want to show off our work.

I will close by saying that, despite the fact that I should, I rarely re-read anything I've written. In that sense, this little post is less art and more stanley.