Wednesday, January 28, 2015
Friday, January 9, 2015
As I blow away the dust that has settled up on my blog, I want to write about something that has been bothering me enough to revive this blog again. Today I want to write about something that many of you already know and I would really like to know about your opinions about it.
I want to talk about-
ART versus CRAFTS
Yes. Let that sink in. I've heard worse. (please DON'T click that)
Are we fine? Okay.
These things are a pinnacle achieved by the human body, mind and the dexterity but it always leaves me like this-
What am I supposed to feel?
Where are the feels?
I'm like, wow! great, this dude has insane skills, but then again-
what am I supposed to feel?
And then again, there is this other end of the spectrum, something like hyperbole and a half by Allie brosh, (cynaide and happiness, optipess and many more) they may seem like crude lines and childlike characters, but they have kind of human essence in them, suddenly, they are no longer just illustrations, they are living people, they are alive! They make you laugh, cry, relate.
And suddenly you have all these feels that you can't handle
They are well thought, well written and intelligent stories that generate feels. Ofcourse there are some people who can well balance the art and the crafts part and can generate feels combined with the "awe" but these are very few. (Ghibli for example).
So don't get proud once you acheive the "craft" of something because it comes easy, yes, it comes easy, Art takes a lifetime, Art is under rated. Keep your eyes open and don't dismiss a thing at the first glance jugdging by its craft or you may end up missing something really great, it's almost as if judging a person by their outer beauty.
SO THE NEXT TIME YOU DRAW SOMETHING, ASK YOURSELF,
"WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO FEEL?"
Let me know what you feel-
Tuesday, November 18, 2014
I don't know exactly when this idea struck me in the teenage years but I wasn't exactly the brightest kid about these matters.
It was a perfectly logical plan and at that time seemed flawless to me.
My planning was perfect, but it was not working, I saw stupid girliest girls getting all the attention and I was too stubborn to accept that my plan could fail.
INSTEAD, I concluded that I must be utterly ugly.
I went into the full tomboy mode well into my early 20's until I forgot the real reason why teenage me had made up the reasoning for such a behavior.
I was stuck in the BRO ZONE.
My plan had dangerously backfired on me, and worst of all, I had totally forgotten about it, and why I was behaving the way I was. What was I doing wrong?
I tried to put on some makeup but something always seemed off about it. And mainly because I was utterly lazy about it. I totally stopped giving a d*mn about it and gave up, makeup, being a tomboy.. everything.
And then one day.
I fell in love.