Monday, February 28, 2011
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
When
There before you sits a creature, ugly as pie, and what do you do? Save it from the debris, of course, and send it to the safe land.
Before time permits you to observe, you are pushed to act by a force so strong that it overtakes your brain, causing the bridges and stairways within to shift, thus ending at new doors, so you save this creature. It is now in your debt, or since it doesn't understand debt, nothing. You could command it if you had the skill, but the skill alludes you, so you just sit there and watch it walk toward the land you so wanted to reach.
The free land that your brothers and sisters discussed among each other when they thought your weren't listening lies there, right before your fading eyes, but now you are forced still by the continuance of kindness that spears at your heart until it begins to bleed and cease to beat. You fall to the ground, face still looking up at the vanishing creature disappearing into the horizon, beyond which lies what should've been your destination.
You die.
What's the lesson hear today, children? I'll let you decide.
Before time permits you to observe, you are pushed to act by a force so strong that it overtakes your brain, causing the bridges and stairways within to shift, thus ending at new doors, so you save this creature. It is now in your debt, or since it doesn't understand debt, nothing. You could command it if you had the skill, but the skill alludes you, so you just sit there and watch it walk toward the land you so wanted to reach.
The free land that your brothers and sisters discussed among each other when they thought your weren't listening lies there, right before your fading eyes, but now you are forced still by the continuance of kindness that spears at your heart until it begins to bleed and cease to beat. You fall to the ground, face still looking up at the vanishing creature disappearing into the horizon, beyond which lies what should've been your destination.
You die.
What's the lesson hear today, children? I'll let you decide.
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Time to talk about stuff again
Hey, invisible people of my head. It looks like I'm back again to make another blog post that will blow your minds so much that you'll wish you'd never been born. Well not really, but that gives me something to talk about instantly, whadyaknow?
Why would anyone in their right mind wish that they'd never ever been born. It seems like the stupidest wish any person could ever wish for. Never being born would be worse than having to feel a thousand pains over and over again because, while the pain is intensely terrible, and you hate it so much that you want it to end, at least you're free to think those thoughts. I mean who can enter your brain, right?
Thought freedom is the kind that most people don't like to talk about, or at least are never willing to talk about, yet it is the greatest of all freedoms because every human being has it. We're all individual thinkers if you really think about it. Some of us just like doing it collectively, and there's nothting wrong with that, for after all, the point is that they have the freedom to do so.
This freedom that I'm talking about is the kind that no one could ever take away. Who knows if we'll eventually invent mind controlling devices that gain complete control of the mind, and even if we do, who knows if even complete control over the brain will be enough power to take away the freedom that we all have.
I don't know what else to say because I'm bored of this talk about freedom. Expanding is too time consuming and difficult and I don't feel like consuming time. I feel like writing on the fly. You know, the romantic kind that all famous people love to talk about. Warning, major oversimplifiction! But yeah, I'm done. Good luck piecing this clutter of trash together in your compactor minds. Oops, did I just insult you. I'm sorry. How will I ever get you to forgive me. Oooh. I know the perfect way. I'll just shut up. Right. Now.
Why would anyone in their right mind wish that they'd never ever been born. It seems like the stupidest wish any person could ever wish for. Never being born would be worse than having to feel a thousand pains over and over again because, while the pain is intensely terrible, and you hate it so much that you want it to end, at least you're free to think those thoughts. I mean who can enter your brain, right?
Thought freedom is the kind that most people don't like to talk about, or at least are never willing to talk about, yet it is the greatest of all freedoms because every human being has it. We're all individual thinkers if you really think about it. Some of us just like doing it collectively, and there's nothting wrong with that, for after all, the point is that they have the freedom to do so.
This freedom that I'm talking about is the kind that no one could ever take away. Who knows if we'll eventually invent mind controlling devices that gain complete control of the mind, and even if we do, who knows if even complete control over the brain will be enough power to take away the freedom that we all have.
I don't know what else to say because I'm bored of this talk about freedom. Expanding is too time consuming and difficult and I don't feel like consuming time. I feel like writing on the fly. You know, the romantic kind that all famous people love to talk about. Warning, major oversimplifiction! But yeah, I'm done. Good luck piecing this clutter of trash together in your compactor minds. Oops, did I just insult you. I'm sorry. How will I ever get you to forgive me. Oooh. I know the perfect way. I'll just shut up. Right. Now.
Monday, October 25, 2010
Something very quickly I just realized.
You know the phrase, "Brevity is the soul of wit?" Well, this phrase is actually arguing against itself by being longer than it should. A more brief way of saying it is, "Brevity is wit's soul." I just took away two words, aren't you proud of me? That's all I have to say. Think about it since it's so short.
Monday, August 9, 2010
Drawing With the Arm Part 2 (and other stuff)
What do you know? I'm back after several months. Better continue with that drawing thing that we were talking about before. I'm gonna be brief, cause I've kind of forgotten where I was going.
Practice drawing with your arm, rather than your wrist and you will improve the following things:
One more thing about drawing that will help you improve. Draw from life. Go outside or sit inside. It doesn't matter. You could spend the rest of your life drawing coffee cups for all I care. Just keep doing it, but make sure it's from life. I know you like to draw from the imagination. You are a very creative person, and you can certainly go out and use that creativity and have fun, but all fun and no work will vastly slow down your improvement. So improve yourself. You can do it! AHAHAHAHAHA. That was a laugh of happiness, by the way.
That is all.
Practice drawing with your arm, rather than your wrist and you will improve the following things:
- Your speed
- Your relaxation (looseness)
- Your accuracy
- Your ability to see angles
- Your arm strength
- Your patience
- Your life (if drawing is your thing)
- Your drawing skills (drastically)
One more thing about drawing that will help you improve. Draw from life. Go outside or sit inside. It doesn't matter. You could spend the rest of your life drawing coffee cups for all I care. Just keep doing it, but make sure it's from life. I know you like to draw from the imagination. You are a very creative person, and you can certainly go out and use that creativity and have fun, but all fun and no work will vastly slow down your improvement. So improve yourself. You can do it! AHAHAHAHAHA. That was a laugh of happiness, by the way.
That is all.
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Drawing Techniques - Drawing With the Arm Part 1
Alright, I'm going to talk about drawing and give you actual reasons certain techniques, which look like they'd be useless, can actually be your best friends when it comes to drawing. This blog will focus on one technique at a time.
The first technique that I'd like to go over is the technique that baffled me: drawing with the arm rather than the wrist. I had always drawn with my wrist as a child, because that was the way I was taught to write. It seemed so much easier to draw this way, how many little details I could add, how easily I could draw any shape; I was sure this was the absolute best way of drawing. When I tried sketching objects this way, I assumed that they weren't coming out as good as I wanted them to because I wasn't that good at drawing yet, which I'm sure was partly true.
But, while watching a video of an actual professional artist drawing, I noticed that he didn't draw with his wrist, he drew with his whole arm. I was confused by this. Why the hell would he do that? How the hell would he even be able to draw a shape that way? I kept thinking these things, but as the video went on, I saw how quickly he was able to get the big picture of what he was drawing with just a few strokes. By the time the video ended, I had to try drawing with my arm.
I picked up my sketch book and attempted to do it. My attempt ended with a very squiggly line I was desperately trying to draw straight. It just wouldn't work. I got depressed and decided that it wasn't a good idea afterall.
Wow, all of the sudden, I'm extremely bored. I'll continue this later. In the next blog I'll let you know why drawing with the arm is helpful, especially with sketching. It is helpful; don't worry or think it's not; I'll finish the story. Stay tuned. I'll probably update soon.
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