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Dec 2018

Being able to understand myself better. I've got head problems and getting a rough idea of what i'm about by presenting my art, my writing, is a good way to see whats rolling around in my noggin.

Grateful that I have the time(somewhat) and ability to do art/comics...at one point in my life, I thought would never be able to do comics and it depressed the f**k out of me- but then I met a dude who was doing his own comics; it inspired me to return to drawing and put my all into it.

Lewds.

I apologize for not being deep and meaningful.

The fact that I draw things quick, decent, and representative enough for practicum reports and assignments :smile: (I like drawing plants the best)

Besides it, I'm not grateful at all. Is it good? No. Is it valuable? No. Is it makes me popular and rich? No. Does it clear my skin and make me lost 10 kg? No. Does it solve global warming and world hunger? No. Does it make people happy? Also no. Does it makes me happy? Not really.

Thw weirdest thing it I still inexplicably want to draw and create something, it's like an impulse; this is a curse.

Same with writing.

A few different things! But on a very personal level, I was teased when I was little and I got very shy. I started to bring my sketchbook to school, and my peers started asking me about my art and saying nice things. It made me really happy and helped me recover a bit. My peers weren't all scary jerks, turned out. And I was a lot more confident by the next year, so I stood up to the few cases of people still being mean to me. So for me art is about making connections with people and finding a way to open yourself up~!

It's also just always made me really happy to make up characters and stories, so I love being able to draw that. =)

I went to art school for one quick year and one of the most rewarding things I got out of it was drawing in perspective.

The fact that it encourages personal style. Different people have their own unique ways of drawing, playing the piano, acting, singing, directing... and it’s all brought out when they create art. it’s like a cool reminder to look at everyone as individuals :slight_smile:

To be able to express myself and see my stories come to life in my eyes. It takes me back to listening to my father tell his stories and how he was able to make up amazing plots on the spot.

Also lewds. But wholesome lewds! :blush:

Im glad you can appreciate the proficiency in your work (if not excellence). I hope in time instead of seeing your skills as a curse or impulse you will see it as something more centered and directional.

I'm glad you were able to make some use of your education. It's better to learn an expensive lesson than to never learn it.

I am grateful I didn't get the art career that I wanted earlier. Clearly life had other plans for me. I instead had a difficult by clear opportunity as a programmer and business technology. Not sure why I took it but now Im a situation where I can make the art I want and build the creative communities which I had mistaken for a job as a graphic designer and painter.

I`m grateful for the people i met during this journey and for being able to entertain people doing what i love.

having a means of communication beyond just talking....also self-indulgent art

I'm grateful it allows me to get at least some stories out of my head. I'll get ideas floating in and I can't draw them, but I can tell them. And if I'm lucky the hubby has time to help me refine the idea or draw it to make it solid and real. These stories- even if they mean nothing to anyone else- give me emotional release. When I cannot cry about things going on in life, I can weave or read my tales or others and be able to let the tears flow out, or the rage, or joy, or whatever it is.

Often the stories I make help me move to a point where I can begin dealing with things calmly and logically when I can't do it on my own.


For my hubby: Being able to do it. The end.