June 2012
86 posts
Artist angst
I’ve kinda stopped drawing in my sketchbook because school demanded digital painting and more recently, oil painting. It’s part laziness and fear that what I imagine will not be as perfectly translated onto paper. I see the masters and other great (living) artists who blow me away and everything they create, I accept it in my mind. My stuff is just too inferior, and I know I’m...
May 2012
60 posts
“Plenty of oppressive bullshit goes down under the guise of nice. Every day,...”
– The Revolution Will Not Be Polite: The Issue of Nice versus Good (Social Justice League)
What do I do?
These days, I have the liberty of wondering what I should do next. So here I am, blogging about what I should do, instead of just going out there and doing something, get a reaction, make a mistake, and move onto doing something else (being unproductively productive in a way of sorts). I could sketch or paint something, like I’m supposed to. I could continue to browse the internet. I could...
“You know when sometimes you meet someone so beautiful and then you actually talk...”
– Amelia Pond (via erikangstrom)
efflorescents:
one of the greatest feelings is when someone acknowledges the small details of your appearance that no one else notices- a small scar on your knee, a birth mark on your thigh or a freckle on your stomach, the fact that they look at you close enough to appreciate the minor details of your body is somewhat beautiful
“If you think adventure is dangerous, try routine. It is lethal.”
– Paulo Coelho
for some reason i have this unrealistic expectation that sometime in the future i will be really attractive and desirable and fun to be around and successful
