It's been a while, hasn't it? Let me explain myself. Long story short: lost a few friends, been somewhat lonely, overthinking things that probably don't matter and life has just been somewhat aimless lately. I don't know where I'm going or why I do the things I do, but if there's one thing I've always been sure about is my art. Art has always been there for me and is the only thing that makes any sense anymore. But even that loses it's meaning every once in a while.
I don't know why my mind is naturally gravitated towards the glass half empty bullshit. It's like I purposely find things to be sad about. Maybe I'm just tired of life being so stagnant, so my mind just naturally gets attached to anything it comes across to escape. Some people see this, the bore of suburban life, as an excuse for some crazy teenage rebellion phase, but I apparently see it as an excuse for self-harm. Not physically, but emotionally. Meaning I'm no better than those who cut themselves. But at the very least, I'm self-aware. I'm not depressed. I'm not starving. Nobody has died. I still care and have hope. I'll be fine.
Now before you deem me as the Tumblr-esque feminazi being braggadocious about their self-diagnosed "issues", this post wasn't about me seeking attention, but rather justification for my absence and more importantly, this art piece I just released. I kind of wanted to tackle my bullshit with a light-hearted/fun artistic approach. Now I know I usually do digital illustrations, but this time I wanted to be a bit more experimental. It's time I change things up, don't you think? Regardless, it's just great to be back!
Hope you like it!
TLDR; emotions are dumb. plz check out my art.