Wooo! At first, I was stoked to hear that I would be part of this sexy collection of works. It didn’t hit me until now that I would have to write something readable about myself. Aah, i think i’ll get a beer. Be right back …
It’s been some time since I’ve written anything proper. Do people actually read these? Not sure. I went and had a nosey at the entries in the previous volumes but ended up spending too much time looking at the pictures. My vessel is now empty. Be right back …
I think I have an idea as to the kind of content I’m supposed to fill this space with, great success! I’ll keep my life story rambles short, I promise!
The pictures featured here are a collection of mostly personal works. I didn’t think I had much of a style or particular subject matter until I looked at my body of work all together like this. How come it looks like this? By the looks of these few pages, I love insects or anything with more than four limbs!? Please allow me to explain myself. I need to delve into the past a little.
It began when I was little and still growing. Normal pets weren’t a thing in my household, so I often went hunting in my backyard or the beach for critters to look at and play with; lifting up rocks, putting them back down. I was amazed at the variety of shapes, colours, sizes and textures. They often looked cute to me. Nature never fails to fascinate me.
I also liked crafting and making things on our garage workbench, taking things apart to see their insides, putting them back together to see if they still worked, making boats to play with in my non-existent lake, and so on. Fond memories.
I also wasn’t allowed to watch much television or have a games console to play with. I would get my gaming fix at my friends’ houses, it was just enough to spark my imagination and creativity. Because of this, I was heavily influenced by the Japanese aesthetic. Reading novels and writing wasn’t really my thing either, so I passed time drawing things. It would get me in trouble at school sometimes, but I think I grew up all right. I was never really a bad kid.
There were a lot of “I”s in this body of text. I’m not particularly fond of talking about myself a whole lot, but I made it this far. I didn’t really reflect upon my upbringing until now but it seems that it influenced me in a big way. So now that I conclude my nonsensical rambles, I realize that I am at the point in life where I have stopped growing, and I am just ageing. Though my skills will keep growing, for sure!