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Security is social placement, financial status and the categories chosen as an identity. Its all built up like Jenga, taking pieces from one's core in appearance to move forward but one false move and its all dominos. Tearin it all down to get back to home base where nothing external controls us or matters unless personally deemed so. Personal identity not cultural identity.
OLD old 2 yrs? Quick pic, too sloppy for me to be too fond of anymore.
about to offer his retort
chewin on a piece of really good gum
bein' all boisterous
OLD old 2 yrs? Quick pic, too sloppy for me to be too fond of anymore.
about to offer his retort
chewin on a piece of really good gum
bein' all boisterous
Category Artwork (Traditional) / All
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 427 x 650px
File Size 141.2 kB
When I was just a wee little raz, mom would ask questions about something's size in a joking fashion, "Is it bigger than a breadbox?" I don't know where she picked this up, it came from the family somehow, but being that no one owned bread boxes anymore, I was quiet confused if I should answer yes or no.
I don't recall if I've ever properly thanked you for this piece. So there you go, thank you !
It's very Eighties and Nineties, with a very gritty and punkish feel that you seldom breathe into your works, and such rarities are precious. Because the background here is so blurry and shaky with white-noise and urbanclutter and the characters are bright white, it's feels likean inversion of the traditional workshop way of quickly putting together moderately detailed characters with white nothing for a background. The colour scheme makes the goblet of my craving for all things purple floweth over muchly. And the line work features brutish, caveman strokes alongside absolutely dainty curlywork of clothes, hair and shadow detail.
It's all so concrete trenches ! The visuals and the rhetoric involved both.
Some term defining would have to be gotten out of the way before I start rambling, but I have to say that the sense of security is very personal and feral at its core, and as such, a nice thing to have. The controversy arises in relation to exactly what do people count as the walls of their psyche's house - it's definitely not nice when it involves a lot of other people being afraid of and submissive to that house's architect. Plus, there are purely pragmatic issues that fall under the definition of 'security', such as employment and not living in a murder-a-day ghetto.
P.S. R. has an enormous jaw of authority in here; she could easily audition for a superhero with credentials like that.
It's very Eighties and Nineties, with a very gritty and punkish feel that you seldom breathe into your works, and such rarities are precious. Because the background here is so blurry and shaky with white-noise and urbanclutter and the characters are bright white, it's feels likean inversion of the traditional workshop way of quickly putting together moderately detailed characters with white nothing for a background. The colour scheme makes the goblet of my craving for all things purple floweth over muchly. And the line work features brutish, caveman strokes alongside absolutely dainty curlywork of clothes, hair and shadow detail.
It's all so concrete trenches ! The visuals and the rhetoric involved both.
Some term defining would have to be gotten out of the way before I start rambling, but I have to say that the sense of security is very personal and feral at its core, and as such, a nice thing to have. The controversy arises in relation to exactly what do people count as the walls of their psyche's house - it's definitely not nice when it involves a lot of other people being afraid of and submissive to that house's architect. Plus, there are purely pragmatic issues that fall under the definition of 'security', such as employment and not living in a murder-a-day ghetto.
P.S. R. has an enormous jaw of authority in here; she could easily audition for a superhero with credentials like that.
Not sure if you did, but its not necessary. c:
Yeah haha it is kinda grungey 90s, I can feel it. Wearing our flannel with holes in the knees behind some quickie mart in an alley.
Its a pretty quick drawing, kinda an excuse to draw something kinda sketchy and abstracty.
I love how positively you love to read into people's drawings, and think about them in so many different ways. Your feedback offers a lot of encouragement to try to work on bettering some of the things you perceive when you analyze a drawing.
You're just awesome like that.
Yeah haha it is kinda grungey 90s, I can feel it. Wearing our flannel with holes in the knees behind some quickie mart in an alley.
Its a pretty quick drawing, kinda an excuse to draw something kinda sketchy and abstracty.
I love how positively you love to read into people's drawings, and think about them in so many different ways. Your feedback offers a lot of encouragement to try to work on bettering some of the things you perceive when you analyze a drawing.
You're just awesome like that.
Analyzing the stuffing out of stuff might just become my cutie mark sometime(with a right drug dosage), and if others benefit from bouncing their crepuscular balls against my mental prism, it's that much more jolly for me to scrutinize away.
It's just occurred to me that Dee doesn't have that pulsing aura of violet around him, so it'd be a reasonable guess to assume the picture depicts his point of view, and the radiance escaping Razerz and my dragon self is how Dee perceives the emotional background of people arguing. Or it may be a future where people start shedding electric arcs when they're feeling intense about something - and the "Matrix" robots harvest this power. Not too far-fetched, I gather.
Thank you for all.
It's just occurred to me that Dee doesn't have that pulsing aura of violet around him, so it'd be a reasonable guess to assume the picture depicts his point of view, and the radiance escaping Razerz and my dragon self is how Dee perceives the emotional background of people arguing. Or it may be a future where people start shedding electric arcs when they're feeling intense about something - and the "Matrix" robots harvest this power. Not too far-fetched, I gather.
Thank you for all.
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