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I think I should really get more active in the livejournal community...but I have problems making friends even if its through the internet *smacks socially inept bumper sticker on my forehead*.
Anyways, I'm currently in the process of cleaning out all my junk and packing to move them over to the new house. Just the other day, I came across my OLD sketchbook. The feelings I got from flipping through them were REALLY quite...ineffable. Some pictures I actually thought were decent; Some pictures made me laugh hysterically; Some pictures made me stare at it with utmost incredulity; other pictures...well, most pictures, made me go, "OMGWTF!?!??!?!." It was quite a spiffing trip, but now I'm not exactly sure how to feel about it. I think I'm still awestruck by how much I've come along as an artist AND a person within the past 3 years. Yeah, my middle school days didn't seem a long time ago, but my sketchbook is palpable proof that I've changed a lot since then. My style was apparently really anime-oriented, and also notably, was my fetish for blood and creepy-zombie-like-creatures...and for flaming sorceresses with giant scythes. I laugh at this heartily now, hahahahaha! Nothing WRONG with that subject matter, just that for me...it was a stage, and now I've moved on, and it feels so funnily nostalgic looking back at it. I've never been a person to fond of photographs...especially of my younger years (I was the ugly baby), so this sketchbook in a way is my version of a photo album. Very intriguing.
Recently I've discovered and have been digging these bands: Death Cab for Cutie, Dresden Dolls, Yeah Yeah Yeahs. Check it!
Also. I've been thinking of a pseudonym to use...cuz my birth name is so monosyllabic. Jade...yes very nice name I agree. But in combination with the rest of my name, it just sounds very boring and stiff. I wish I had a name that sounded very fluid and classy...like the names you see in the beginning credits of a movie, or on a New York Time's Bestseller book...*glazes over with wistful expression*
Anyways, I'm currently in the process of cleaning out all my junk and packing to move them over to the new house. Just the other day, I came across my OLD sketchbook. The feelings I got from flipping through them were REALLY quite...ineffable. Some pictures I actually thought were decent; Some pictures made me laugh hysterically; Some pictures made me stare at it with utmost incredulity; other pictures...well, most pictures, made me go, "OMGWTF!?!??!?!." It was quite a spiffing trip, but now I'm not exactly sure how to feel about it. I think I'm still awestruck by how much I've come along as an artist AND a person within the past 3 years. Yeah, my middle school days didn't seem a long time ago, but my sketchbook is palpable proof that I've changed a lot since then. My style was apparently really anime-oriented, and also notably, was my fetish for blood and creepy-zombie-like-creatures...and for flaming sorceresses with giant scythes. I laugh at this heartily now, hahahahaha! Nothing WRONG with that subject matter, just that for me...it was a stage, and now I've moved on, and it feels so funnily nostalgic looking back at it. I've never been a person to fond of photographs...especially of my younger years (I was the ugly baby), so this sketchbook in a way is my version of a photo album. Very intriguing.
Recently I've discovered and have been digging these bands: Death Cab for Cutie, Dresden Dolls, Yeah Yeah Yeahs. Check it!
Also. I've been thinking of a pseudonym to use...cuz my birth name is so monosyllabic. Jade...yes very nice name I agree. But in combination with the rest of my name, it just sounds very boring and stiff. I wish I had a name that sounded very fluid and classy...like the names you see in the beginning credits of a movie, or on a New York Time's Bestseller book...*glazes over with wistful expression*