Meh, just testing out stuff.
Leave me be in a land far from my own.
Where adventure graces every moment,
and time is but a construct without meaning
So everyday will be another new world,
and every memory will be a treasure.
but don’t cry
don’t give a sigh
for a new life awaits me far into that horizon.
Logic follows that you are what you eat. What decisions you do everyday is what defines your life in the end. Let's put that analogy into cosmic perspective. Most plant matter on Earth is fueled by nutrients, water, and light. Nutrients and water is from Earth yet what about light? Yes it comes from the sun at the center of the solar system but what about the other light? The stars in the night sky are sending light that's traveled thousands and millions of light-years to reach the little blue marble in space. Yet this light is different. Unlike the sun several of these stars have been dead for thousands of years now. It is only because of the large distance that solar system is from them that their light is barely reaching Earth. Because this light still fuels the life of plant matter one can assume a small portion of plants can be made up of the light of dead stars. And people eat these plants. By that means are humans made of dead celestial bodies? But that's not to forget that decisions also make people who they are. Like the decisions everone makes every day. If you do bad things you are bad. If you get drunk often, you are a drunkard. You also go to the bathroom almost every day. If you poop everyday, you are poop. If you pee everyday you are urine. My point in this? To remind people they are made of excrement and the light of dead stars. [End conversation]
I've been working on some sketches and I'll post them either on Thursday or friday.
This is what I imagine how cats would lie around if they were more human. Just waiting for lunch, or a nap. I also started to work with a different form of shading. It's not bad but I dunno. Oh and that "thing" I've been working on is in it's final revision. So.... I'll have something by Monday.
I guess a blog is for updating people on your life from a public platform. For nearly the past year I've been mainly shitposting random drawings I've made hoping over time that I'd evolve as an artist, i was wrong. I've barely evolved at all since my first posts. Now though I still want to progress but I need motivation. Originally for a while I was working on a small 30 page story I was gonna post on here to get some feedback but I see that's going to be hard. This blog lives in obscurity, not that I'm complaining I kinda like just being another random voice in the abyss. Yet I want something. That story I was working on has been rewritten and redrawn probably over 15 times by now. I think it's definitely improved allthough i have my doubts on how good it is. I about two months or so I'll have around 50 comic pages of that story completed. I'll post them and I hope someone out in this odd crevasse of the Internet tells me something. I think I've been rambling for too long now. I originally began this post with the idea of what a blog is typically about. Well unfortunately that's the problem. I don't like talking about myself. So that's what's gonna happen gonna post that story, see where it takes me, then i dunno. Well thank you for reading this rambling post, hole you have a nice day. With respect, Cassius Novella the man in the Jungla hovella.