I'm a beginner
And I wish somebody had told me
that "Hey
starting creative work?
BE WARNED
there is this..."
gap?
Hello.
I'm a beginner And I wish somebody had told me that "Hey starting creative work? BE WARNED there is this..." gap?
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Today (night) I felt like making a poem. Mostly, because it's hard to create a coherent stream of thought. The biggest thing on my mind, though, is this post itself. What makes a post a throwaway? How do I make this post more than some requirement for a grade? Am I just using a different creative device as an excuse for not making a long intricate post? I guess its good that I'm actively posing these questions. Questions are good. I could leave some positive message on life, like how you shouldn't be afraid of trying something different or something like that. But really, that would just be cheapening this post. A post talking about the post itself. I'll end up doing that more in these upcoming weeks, depending on the outcome of the poem.
The Post that Wasn't It's late. There's a storm of thoughts, but I can't think. Staring at a bright screen. It seems like forever. I have to focus. Walk against the wind. Does anyone care about that? Typing comes drizzling. My chair's creaking. It's so quiet. Hesitation. Breath. Go? -Kevin It's been quite a while since I made a post! What happened during this long gap? Nothing much really. Except I watched Frozen. So I guess everything. But you know the best part about a great movie? What comes from the fans afterwards.
Seeks Identification. Misunderstood. Needs love. Wants to enjoy life. Driven to Suceed. Loves life. Hates life.
Funny how I've just described the average teenager's high school career, stereotypically speaking of course. But did you notice that this was all Frankenstein wanted too? If you haven't guessed it yet, my favorite color is orange. I'm not sure when this started because unlike most kids I never really had a favorite color. I went through various colors before I realized that this particular color really stands out to me. I can't understand it. I love this color and yet it seems so utterly flamboyant and loud. Sometimes this color is beautiful when I find it in random moments in life, like a sunset or orange M&Ms. Sometimes it distracting. Who wears a bright verging on neon matching sweatshirt/pants set out in public? Other times I ignore it completely and pick some other color over it. But consistently I've discovered that this color makes me feel happy. Its reliable. Other colors can only make me happy for a while or in that moment but whenever I see orange it automatically lifts my spirits no matter what I'm feeling.
Some crash-course color psychology, apparently if one prefers the color orange one is outgoing, warm, optimistic, impatient, easy-going with life problems and is a risk-taker. There are lots more. What I thought was hilarious was that there are certain attributes which suggest why one would hate the color orange. I found that I could relate to almost all of these, more so than those on my last list. If I hate hate orange with all my heart:
~ Tina I think something needs to be said about the show, The Legend of Korra, which if you don't know, is the sequel series to the amazing Avatar The Last Airbender (not the one with the blue people). If I had to choose one animated kids show as proof that children's television hasn't gone down the wastebasket, I would without a doubt choose The Legend of Korra; its amazing art style and applicable themes make it a must watch for the whole family.
A few ways to say Family from around the world “The capacity for friendship is God's way of apologizing for our families.” ― Jay McInerney, The Last of the Savages I'm just poking fun at families. I actually do love my family for the record. It's big (8 strong) and fairly crazy (5 girls one boy) and rather weird (5 girls one boy) all the time. I'm crazy about them, every single beautiful atom of them I love dearly and with all my heart. But I still agree wholeheartedly with Jay McInerney. My family is perfect, and that includes the non-requisite-by-blood members too. I am lucky, I thank God that I am so lucky to have any family at all. I can't...function properly without them. They are my sanity and if ever I needed it, they alone could be my sole reason to exist and live. I would die for you guys, no hesitation, I know it in my heart and soul. My family is perfect, because they're all so flawed and imperfect. All the imperfections and flaws help keep life at least for myself, interesting, real. I know mine is no where near as close-knit as other families. It isn't very communication friendly, at least verbally. It isn't very whole all the time. That made me, very sad. We have collectively as a family the patience of a sugar high seven-yr-old. We've been through hard times, are going through difficult times and have overcome impossible circumstances. And I hope we realized along the way that it was together that we prevailed, together with sharing and love, understanding, being stupid, crying and hugging, together with love (that over-rated emotion) that we became and are a family. I will never stop loving you all. I can barely stand you all. It sucks. That quote up there is hilarious to me because it's true, families are a pain in the donkey. Yes, I would be an inmate at Mental Hospital if I could not know people outside of my immediate family whom I sleep, eat and live every single freaking day with. I'm very glad that our creator had the decency to equip us with the capacity for friends along with family within our hearts. I'm very (not really) upset with our creator's sense of humor. He who gave us smart-mouthed little brothers and crabby mother-in-laws, please, no encores. It's alright though guys, I think God more than made up for that with best friends, brothers-from-another-mothers, soul sistas, bros, homies, etc. Also isn't it ironic that within our lovely lovely families is where we often find our closest of friends. I hope you've realized by now that my audience is you guys, mi familia. I need to start talking to you guys, leaving things for you to remember good old me by. My thoughts, how I think and feel about the world and so on so forth. We don't really talk, deeply about things right? There is no profound communication. Banalities seem to suffice for day to day interaction but I know that you all have crazy deep reasoning and opinions about the world. If I never get the chance to talk about it with you all I want you to do it for yourselves okay? I've never fully shared my feelings about anything. Don't worry I don't plan on pouring out the dark recesses of my soul here, but I do want to let you see the world through my viewfinder. Morbid thoughts aside, I really do love you all. This is like the third time I've said it? ~ Tina " For you I'd bleed myself dry." "You know I love you so..." The other day while perusing along the avenues of the internet, I happened to discover these remarkable pieces of art, created by Disney Video Visual Development Artist, Katia Oloy. What made these paintings so different than any other Disney princess artwork was the moment that they were drawn in, the climax of their story. There is nothing that captivates an audience more than a good climax, and I would have to say that Disney did a spectacular job with each of these Disney classics, with Katia Oloy doing just a phenomenal job in bringing these scenes to life in a different art form. Here we have Snow White, just as she eats the poison apple given by the evil queen. Note that the background consists of dark blacks and browns, contrasted by the primary colors of blue, red, and yellow on Snow White, bringing her into attention. I personally love the way she seems to be floating, showing the supernatural nature of the apple that was given to her, and the dream-like state she will soon fall into as a result.
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