here be wonder

After a few years, the well ran dry and I took an interest in flash fiction so I spent another few years writing very short stories (and started this blog) as a way to try to communicate my ideas and express my creativity.

Once again, the well kind of ran dry but also kind of segued into very short poetry where I tried to communicate some of my memories and feelings in just a few lines. (Another well that also kind of dried up.)

Sometime around all this though, I started making fan art miniatures and eventually chibi art (on my other blog) and that's been my creative outlet for a few years now but sometimes I am very aware that creating fan art is very different from creating my own art.

And I'm aware that the allure of fan art makes it almost intoxicating to chase after since fan art of some anime or video game character would regularly get 10 times the likes or reblogs as my original work.

And yet, what am I communicating anymore other than the message "I think this character\game\cartoon is neat" ?

I don't know. I'm not saying fan art is bad or that I won't do it anymore. And I don't even know if I have any more songs or stories or poems in me. But I'd hate to miss the chance to find out.

shimmer

the gathering storm

room with a view

My writing, photography, and music I always felt like was "art" and stuff like miniature painting and chibi art was more of a hobby, which is fine except...when I'm in the headspace for one, it's hard to do the other. And I don't necessarily get to decide which mode I'm in.

Sure, I could just lump everything together as art or hobby but it doesn't work that way in my head. Probably because my writing and music and photography comes from ME, where most of my mini painting or chibi art or is coming from outside of me (since it's usually fan art of some game or cartoon.)

in flux

the otherside

I am a fishbowl. And also the fish. As well as the water contained within the fishbowl that sustains the fish.